Chapter 2437 Girls Should Not Fight

The white-haired man looked at the little red bird flapping its wings in horror and trying to escape, and muttered to himself: "Sure enough, it has both the genes of the phoenix and the Kunpeng, and it's just a juvenile. Who the hell is able to do this?" To what extent?"

Bao'er looked at the white-haired man, blinked and said, "You won't bully a child and a pet, right?"

When the white-haired man heard Bao'er's words, his eyes fell on Bao'er again, he smiled, and raised his palm slightly, the little red bird immediately lost its restraint, flapped its wings and fled back behind Bao'er, too scared to show it. head.

"What's your name?" The white-haired man looked at Bao'er and asked.

"Bao'er, Han Baoer." Bao'er replied seriously, except when she was in front of Han Sen and Ji Yanran, she was rarely seen so well-behaved and honest.

"Yes, say hello to your father for me." The white-haired man nodded slightly, and after taking a look at Bao'er, he turned around and left like that.

"What's your name?" Bao'er looked at the white-haired man and asked.

"Tai Yi." The white-haired man continued to walk forward without turning his head. Within a few steps, his figure seemed to have stepped into the void.

"What are you going to do?" Bo'er asked again.

"Debt collection, get back some things that didn't belong to them..." The white-haired man's voice came from the void, but it became farther and farther away, and finally it was completely inaudible.

Luo Ye trembled all over when she saw it. After the starry sky shifted, it was able to transmit sound back. I have never even heard of such a thing. Even the White Emperor might not be able to do it.

"Help..." Luo Ye was in a trance when she heard someone yelling in grief.

Turning his head and looking over, he saw that amidst the chaotic battle, a woman in a little pink staggered and fled towards this side, screaming in horror while running away.

Chasing after her was a duke-level alien worker who didn't have a weapon, so he chased and killed the woman empty-handed.

Judging by the woman's speed and agility, she seemed to be stronger than that duke-level worker, but she stumbled in fright and kept running away, as if she didn't dare to resist at all.

Bao'er looked at Ning Yue escaping to this side with a curious face. She naturally had some impressions of Ning Yue, and it was hard to imagine that this would be Ning Yue from before.

"Save me... Bao'er, save me quickly..." Ning Yue fled towards Bao'er like a bereaved dog.

"Let him come over." Seeing that Luo Ye wanted to stop Ning Yue, Bao'er said quickly.

Ning Yue stumbled and ran behind Bao'er, squatted behind Bao'er, and said tremblingly: "It's...so scary...Bao'er save me..."

"Pfft, miss Ningyue, you should be much stronger than that duke, why are you afraid of him?" Bao'er looked at Ningyue behind her with a smile, as if she saw some fun toy.

Ning Yue's body was still trembling, her face was pale, she looked really frightened: "It's wrong to fight... It's wrong to fight... It's even wrong to kill people... And... and she's such a beautiful woman child……"

"Pfft!" Bao'er couldn't hold back, and laughed again, squinting her crescent-like eyes and stroking Ning Yue's hair with her small hands, saying: "Yes, yes, you are absolutely right, like us Beautiful and lovely girls shouldn't fight and kill people."

"Yes!" Ning Yue nodded in agreement, the shock on her face hadn't receded.

Luo Ye obviously didn't agree with what they said, and the dagger directly cut off the head of the charging Duke.

"What exactly happened? Why did it become like this? Is it related to that man just now?" Luo Ye looked around and saw that there were killings everywhere, feeling suspicious in her heart.

Soon, another creature rushed towards this side, and completely ignored Luo Ye's warning, Luo Ye could only fight them.

...

Han Sen and Mrs. Jing are still in a stalemate, and neither one is willing to give in.

"You can only choose one between me and her." Mrs. Jing looked at Han Sen and said, the broken sword in her hand has not been put down.

"Let's go together. It's always a good thing to have more companions in such a spooky place." Han Sen laughed.

"It depends on what kind of partner you are. I don't want to carry a bomb that might explode at any time." Mrs. Jing said.

"In that case, I'll take her back, and you can go on by yourself. Is that okay?" Han Sen thought for a while and said.

"No, do you want her to harm my Chunyu?" Madam Jing frowned.

"Then she and I will wait here and not go anywhere," Han Sen said again.

"No, if you can't do it, I'll help you." Madam Jing said, slashing at the girl in Han Sen's arms with her sword.

Although Mrs. Jing's power has fallen to the king level, her artistic conception and understanding of power are both at the level of deification. This sword is cut out like a flash of startled rainbow between heaven and earth. The trajectory of the string arc advances, making it impossible for people to figure out where the sword will try to cut.

Han Sen's body moves under his feet, but he changed several times in a row, but he still couldn't avoid Madam Jing's sword, so he had to slap it on the broken sword without touching it. blade.

The Broken Sword was so sharp that it could even cut through the Requiem Tree. Han Sen didn't dare to use his own weapon to hit it head-on. Even if it was a deified treasure, it might be cut by the Broken Sword.

But when he slapped the broken sword with his palm, he felt a pain in his chest, and was knocked out by a force, and the blood in his chest was churning, almost spurting blood.

"What's going on? The attack on my chest seems to be my own power?" Han Sen was puzzled, but Mrs. Jing cut off the sword and came over again.

Madam Jing is worthy of being a god-level powerhouse. Her swordsmanship and artistic conception are not inferior to Han Sen's, and she can even be stronger.

Moreover, her swordsmanship is very strange. No matter how Han Sen's body changes, he can't avoid it. It seems a bit like an unnatural blow, but there is no participation of that kind of causal power.

Boom!

Han Sen could only reach out and slap the broken sword away again. Just like last time, he slapped the broken sword with his palm, and suddenly he was blown away as if he had been hit hard.

Mrs. Jing chased up like a shadow, and slashed at the girl Wan'er in Han Sen's arms with a sword.

"Is this your mirror spirit body?" Han Sen asked while stepping back.

"That's right, even if I'm also a king, it's not difficult for me to kill you, so don't challenge my patience." Mrs. Jing said coldly.

"That's not necessarily the case. Your mirror spirit body is just capable of reflecting attacks, and it's nothing special." Han Sen said.

"It's no big deal at first, as long as I can kill you." Mrs. Jing said indifferently.

"Are you willing to kill me?" Han Sen couldn't retreat, he couldn't dodge the sword, and he couldn't attack Mrs. Jing or Broken Sword. He suddenly turned around and used his body to block Mrs. Jing's sword. .

"Don't think that I really won't kill you." Mrs. Jing forcibly stopped the sword and said angrily.