Chapter 1271 Master's Little Demon Girl (5)
The Demon Sect was destroyed, and the Demon Sect leader disappeared.
Those who were upright in the martial arts, originally came to take revenge, but they saw that the demon sect was wiped out.
It's really heartwarming.
There was only one bright white magnolia left at the scene, which was a symbol of someone.
Legend has it that the man wore a black mask all the year round with the pattern of magnolia on it, and his long sword was almost invincible in the world.
No one knows where he came from.
I don't know when he disappeared.
No one even knew what his name was.
Because he leaves magnolia flowers at the crime scene every time, everyone gives him the nickname of Magnolia.
On the Jianghu Wugong Ranking List, he ranked first with the Wu Lin alliance leader Xue Wuhen.
He has a very wicked personality, both righteous and evil, depending on his mood, sometimes he can destroy a nest of bad people, and sometimes he will run to kill the decent martial arts.
Whatever he does depends on his own feelings.
Therefore, people in Jianghu don't regard him as a decent person, but regard him as someone from the Demon Sect.
So even if the Demon Sect is destroyed, those decent faces are definitely not good-looking.
On the contrary, he will make an extra note in his sin book.
Bai Weiwei casually counted the poisonous needles, listening to the system gossip lively.
Isn't that damn mask-wearing Magnolia Xue Wuhen, the leader of the martial arts alliance?
The name is already sissy enough, and even the nickname is sissy.
Bai Weiwei sat barefoot by the window, with one foot out of the window, outside the window was the garden, her toes even touched the blooming roses.
The silver bells on the ankles tinkled.
Suddenly, she seemed to notice something, so she immediately raised her head in joy, and saw at the end of the flowers, a slender white figure slowly appeared for a month.
His black hair was tied into a neat bun with a hosta. His fair and handsome face had an angular arrogance, and his dark eyes were soft and sentimental.
It seems that everyone is looking at the person he loves.
Bai Weiwei threw away the poison needle in her hand and jumped directly from the window.
She has stepped on those roses, and it doesn't matter if the soles of her feet are stabbed, she understands pure worship and love in her eyes.
She rushed to Xue Wuhen with a bright smile, "Master, I can already hide needles."
Xue Wuhen lowered her head and saw her childish eyes, full of his shadow, her thick black hair scattered behind her casually, flying as she ran lightly.
Like a child who doesn't understand the evil in the world.
This kind of person should be especially desperate when betrayed.
Xue Wuhen showed a gentle smile. As if looking at his most precious child, he stretched out his hand and gently lifted the broken hair on her cheek.
"Weiwei is very powerful. When the master is as old as you, he still knows nothing."
Bai Weiwei: When you were my age, didn't you already learn how to kill people and kill people? Don't make yourself so pure and innocent, you perverted murderer.
Heart mad at him.
She had a shy look on her face, "How can I compare with the master, master, look..."
She pointed suddenly behind him.
Xue Wuhen looked back unprepared, but a cold needle suddenly pierced his neck.
His hand, as if he had eyes, grabbed the needle she attacked and took it away with all his strength.
Then he turned back calmly, smiling the same. "Are you still thinking about attacking the master?"
Bai Weiwei bit her lip with annoyance on her face, and a bright red color was bitten out of the faint lips, she glared at him like annoyed.