118. Chapter 118 Whimsical 2
It should have been a beautiful picture of a fairy in the moon, but she was interpreted as a white-clothed Shura by her cruel laugh.
It is ferocious and extremely cold.
Looking at everyone below, Lesang slowly restrained his laughter and said coldly: "Dongfang Liyuan, since he wants to kill me, why are you a turtle shrunk? Just a few lackeys want my life, it's hard to avoid
It's too whimsical."
What she was waiting for was not these people, but Dongfang Liyuan.
It was the Dongfang Liyuan who almost messed up her mind with deep affection several times.
She wanted to see what kind of face he looked like now.
"Shadow, stop talking nonsense, die."
Chu Yun did not explain, and threw out a ruthless sentence, and the long sword in his hand drew the air, flew up, rotated 360 degrees in the air, gathering his strength to stab Lesang.
The cold long sword shone with white light in the mottled moonlight, and the cold murderous aura was rising up.
Seeing this, Lesang did not frown, and snorted coldly. With a long sleeve, three poisonous needles flew out of the sleeve, impartially approaching Chu Yun's vital point.
Chu Yun turned his head and avoided the past.
However, he had just avoided the three poisonous needles, and a smog of smoke suddenly rose in front of his eyes, a vast white patch immediately blurred his vision.
A faint fragrance lingers on the tip of his nose, and Chu Yun's face suddenly changed. The smoke was poisonous.
Just as he had a conclusion in his heart, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and a white silk slashed from the smoke like a poisonous snake.
With a frown, he hurriedly withdrew the sword in his hand, flipped his body in mid-air, and flipped directly into the ground.
Looking up, the smoke dissipated in an instant.
Lesang took back the white silk thrown out of his sleeve in a cool manner, and looked at Chu Yun and raised the corner of his mouth sneeredly.
Dongfang Liyuan's first guard was good at fighting, but he was a rookie when using poison.
As a killer of the 21st century, Lesang knew all kinds of martial arts. For her, she was just a piece of cake.
She may be at a disadvantage when fighting hard at the moment, but Chu Yun can't do anything to her with poisons.
Sure enough, Chu Yun inhaled a little poisonous gas. After landing, his face turned pale and his lips turned blue, as if he was a sign of poisoning.
"Call Dongfang Liyuan out." Standing proudly on the glazed tiles, Lesang's voice was so cold that it could drip out of water.
Since I want to kill her, I will come in person and ask these minions to come forward. Are you despising her?
"You are not worthy of our prince's actions." Chu Yun used his skills to suppress the spreading poison in his body, and threw down a heavy sentence.
"Isn't it worthy of him?" Lesang's eyes were full of contempt: "Is it worthy of being his enemy, but isn't it worthy of him?"
ridiculous.
Dongfang Liyuan sent someone to kill her, only one reason was that she, Lesang, posed a threat to him.
To put it bluntly, Dongfang Liyuan wanted to kill her but was afraid of her.
I can't control it, but I can't keep it.
How could Chu Yun not understand what she meant? His face changed a few times and he said in a hurry: "Witch, don't slander our prince."
It was Chu Yun who came to kill her, but not the prince. This witch could not let the prince despise the prince.
"Oh?" Looking at the cramping flashes in Chu Yun's eyes, Lesang said meaningfully, and his bright black eyes became deeper.
Chapter completed!