“So sleepy!”
He stretched out his arms and legs and took a comfortable nap.
Things didn't go as planned!
Gingerbread has Conan-like qualities; wherever he goes, trouble follows.
She was almost asleep when a person suddenly flew out of the nearby spring.
Gingerbread looked closely and saw that the other person was dressed in black and had a sinister appearance. He didn't look like a disciple of the Sword Sect at all, so she tentatively asked, "Are you a demonic cultivator?"
"Heh—" The other party chuckled and raised his fist to swing at him without saying a word.
"Damn, this is no sportsmanship, bro!"
Gingerbread was just a lowly Qi Refining stage cultivator; she had no ability to fight back. This demonic cultivator moved with lightning speed, appearing beside her like a ghost.
"It's over, it's over. Such a powerful punch could at least disfigure you, or at worst kill you."
She has such a hard life. All she wants to do is eat, sleep, and look at handsome men and beautiful women, but she always runs into crazy people wherever she goes!
At this moment, gingerbread was filled with resentment!
However, she was unable to move under the other party's pressure!
The demonic cultivator who dared to barge into the Sword Sect unarmed must be incredibly capable.
The demonic cultivator's fist was getting closer and closer.
Gingerbread was completely out of it at this moment.
She inexplicably realized that although this demonic cultivator was very strong, he was far inferior to the red-robed swordsman in the Sword Tomb.
Gingerbread curled into a mocking smile.
Even in a life-or-death situation, he still had the mind to think of someone he had only met once.
Having said that.
That red-clad swordsman was truly exceptionally talented.
"Go to hell!" the demonic cultivator said viciously.
This junior disciple of the Sword Sect was even distracted, showing no respect whatsoever for him, a demonic cultivator.
"..." Gingerbread closed her eyes, and could only say in her heart, "Fine, so be it."
"It's not like I haven't died before."
Who knew!!!
A burst of sword energy suddenly erupted from between her brows.
The gust of wind from the punch abruptly stopped.
Her eyelashes trembled, and she opened her left eye a crack.
The demonic cultivator lay on the ground, blood streaming from his seven orifices, eyes wide open. A second later, he turned into a pool of black water.
"Who is it?"
My God, that's really scary!
Why did such powerful sword energy shoot out from her body?
"Who is it? Show yourself!"
"Coward, why aren't you saying anything?"
"..." Fen Jue in his mind's eye rubbed his temples with a headache, and said in a low voice, "It's me."
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