Chapter 1915 (1/2)

The night clear falls, tightens the fine eyebrow, eats the pain to stabilize the body shape.

She looked sideways at the wound on her shoulder.

A long and thin bloodstain, extremely obvious.

It is worthy of being the treasure of zhenpai.

The power of Jingguang sword is too strong.

Night Qingluo's injury makes Jing Yanyan look on her face and shows her arrogance.

Sure enough, she was right.

The speed of night clearing and falling is fast, but as long as the Dodge habit of night clearing and falling is clear.

She can easily subdue the night!

Jing Yanyan's self-confidence soared in her heart.

With her five fingers close to the Jingguang sword, she once again cleaves the wind and waves towards the face of the night, and directly cuts it down.

At night, she pursed her pink lips, and her expression on the ground of her eyes also showed a trace of interesting deep meaning.

”The night is clear, die!” Jing Yanyan cuts down her sword and spitefully enunciates.

Night clear fall, lips slightly raised, body suddenly turned over and up.

Like the fire general long skirt, lightly rises.

In the hand of the fan, Xuanli burst out.

The enchanting red awn is set off like a fire skirt.

More set off by the night, that Qingcheng unique face, like a blooming night rose, exudes the charm of enchanting people.

Jing Yanyan's cold eyes darken.

”The trick of beauty is useless to me!”

She sneered, disdaining the night to fall on this crucial point, but also in vain attempt to use the beauty trick.

She's a woman, not a man.

For the face of the night clear that sends out the fatal temptation.

She's not going to be half pitiful.

”Beauty trick? Don't be disgusted with me. I can't be a beauty in your face. ” Night Qingluo Yan Ran smile, pink lips raised a strange arc.

The next moment, night clear off the hands of a fan flip.

A red ribbon shot out of her cuff.