The Royal Princess Fox

When Wu Ye saw Ye Xingtong's successful smile, he only felt dazzling, his face turned black, and his heart was very boring.

She was mad at him deliberately, and Ye Xingtong felt uncomfortable when he was not mad at once.

But anger and anger, she is connected to her own life, and she cannot really ignore her.

Wu Ye used the teleport spell, and the two quickly arrived at the gate of the Qin family.

Looking at the tall surrounding wall and feeling the gloomy air-conditioning around him, Ye Xingtong felt a little nervous in his heart, and almost turned around and left without spine, but at this time he couldn't tolerate her leaving.

Rubbing his hands, he said to Wu Ye: "You wait for me here first, I'll check it out."

With a light tiptoe, he was about to cross the fence, Wu Ye's cold voice faintly sounded: "Ye Xingtong, you regret it now and it is too late to go back!"

Ye Xingtong almost staggered and fell to the ground without controlling her balance, stabilizing her figure, and a low but firm voice also came to Wu Ye: "I, Ye Xingtong will never do anything regrettable."

The voice gradually moved away, and Wu Ye felt heavier worries, his face heavy and his eyes deep.

Fool, she said to see the fool, she is the fool herself!

He should tell her the facts, telling her that the woman is a resentful and devilish ghost, and she doesn't need to investigate it personally, but even if she tells her, she won't verify it? Won't you go to see it?

The night is faint, the cool breeze is blowing, and the cold moonlight shines on the body, reflecting the black shadow that has been lingering on the ground.

It flew carefully from mid-air, and there were few figures. Except for some goalkeepers, almost no other people could be seen. The gloomy and dull breath floating in the air made people breathless.

Ye Xingtong used to be a ghost, maybe because of this, he just felt a little strange, was a little more sensitive to the gloomy surroundings, and didn't feel any discomfort.

Gently falling in front of Miss Qin's door, Ye Xingtong stood still for a long time, hesitated at this moment in his heart, whether to enter or not.

Maybe it’s really like what Wu Ye said. If you enter, you may regret your whole life. Her life is borrowed from heaven. Even Mr. Fortune-telling can’t figure out her own fate. How long will she live? Unknown yet.

If you don't go in today, you will still have a chance to see Ms. Qin Jia again in the future. If she really loses her life, then she will really lose out.

The life that God borrowed was a waste of life. She is not just herself, she also has her father, Xingyu, and Wu Ye... She definitely can't die without reason if she is not sure. If you lose, it will be too late to regret in the future.

Let's go! Ye Xingtong said a voice in his heart.

As soon as Ye Xingtong turned around, Miss Qin's door opened with a creak.

There is a situation!

Ye Xingtong stepped back alertly and looked at the door, a sharp sword in his hand was out of its sheath.

The door was opened, and a gloomy and cold breath came out from the room, and it seemed that traces of black aura leaked out.

In the dark night, in a door full of weirdness, a thin figure of a woman with a disheveled hair slowly walked out.

From far to near, the woman walked to the door and stopped.

Ye Xingtong secretly cried out miserable. This is the woman who hurt the maid that time. How could she be in Miss Qin's room?

The disheveled hair made it look like a ghost.

ghost? Ye Xingtong felt a chill in her heart. Could it be that the murderer was not a human, but was actually... a ghost?

Thinking of this, my heart is even more icy. Humans and ghosts are not the same kind. If it is a human, she is sure to subdue the other party, but if it is a ghost, then she... only has to die.

Maybe she thinks too much. The other party has shadows, feet, and no ghost characteristics.

It is not certain who will die, and Ye Xingtong will never admit defeat.

Ye Xingtong clenched the long sword in his hand, tried his best to calm herself down, and asked in a cold voice, "Is this Miss Qin Jia?"

How could a weak woman raised in a deep boudoir become like this? I heard that Ms. Qin Jia is just a young lady who stays at home. She is quite accomplished in piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, and she will definitely not have such cruel and strange martial arts.

Could it be that when you encounter an expert's advice, you will pretend to be foolish and fool everyone when you are emotionally injured, and use your own foolish identity to cover yourself?

The woman did not speak, and a low laughter came from all around, with an icy chill, she used a pair of slender and silky hands to poke away her hair that was floating in front of her, from her nose to her face. It shows up little by little.

Ye Xingtong tensed her body, with a long sword in her hand ready to go, her eyes watched the woman's strange movements unblinkingly. She hadn't seen Miss Qin's face, but they all said that Miss Qin was the No. A beauty, if you want to have a good appearance, you can tell if it is Miss Qin by just looking at it.

As the woman's appearance gradually appeared, the appearance of a delicate and delicate woman with a baby fat but a very energetic look appeared.

"You are not Miss Qin! Who are you? Why are you here?" Ye Xingtong was more alert and frowned.

A voice in her heart told her that this woman is definitely not easy.

The woman chuckled and lightly opened her lips: "This girl, are you disappointed that I have this look? You are right. I am not Miss Qin. What a beautiful person is Miss Qin. I am waiting. How can a layman compare with her?"

Although she was a layman, Miss Qin Jia was such a beautiful person, but her voice was so cold that she didn't have any intention of admiring others, and she was full of sarcasm and jealousy, and she felt like she could not wait for them to be smashed.

Ye Xingtong shuddered and said lightly: "Do you have any hatred with that Miss Qin family?"

"Have grudges?" The woman murmured: "Yes, grudges! There is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred between us. I will keep pestering her and pestering her until I kill all those people and I will stand by him. Tell him the facts in front of him, let him know that all of this is his own, I want him to regret, regret!" The woman shouted in pain, accompanied by a violent gust of wind blowing all over her body.

The sand on the ground is inevitably blown up by the wind, forming a whirlpool.

The surrounding trees were also shaken.

A voice that pierced the night sky clearly came with a sigh: "Why are you? Whoever hurts you, just go to that person, just do things one by one, hurt innocent people and others who hurt you. What is the difference between people?

The woman stopped shouting, and the gust of wind also stopped. She fixed her eyes on Ye Xingtong, who was standing upright, and she felt annoyed.

What Ye Xingtong said just now, she just said what she wanted to say, and wanted to enlighten this frenzied woman, but she was irritated by her.

"Damn! You don't have the qualifications to speak to me. The last time you let you escape was your fluke, this time I must kill you!" The woman snorted coldly, and when she stretched her hand, a machete made of white bone appeared in her hand. .

Ye Xingtong looked at the scimitar made of bones in the woman's hand, and her heart jumped. This woman was strange enough, and the tools in his hand were even more strange.

Could there be any special functions?

Thinking of the battle with the woman, Ye Xingtong felt a little shadow in her heart, and automatically classified her as a monster based on her strange claws.

"That eldest sister, the gentleman speaks but doesn't move, it's better not to be too violent as a woman!" Ye Xingtong laughed in her mouth, but took a few steps back calmly.

Tap your toes lightly and you will fly through the courtyard and leave.

To escape, I just told her that this person can't provoke lightly.

The woman sneered, disappeared in a blink of an eye and came to Ye Xingtong's face, stretched out the bone knife and rushed up.

Ye Xingtong was astonished, swiftly ducked sideways, flew back a few steps, and lightly landed on a lush tree.

The woman hurriedly landed in front of Ye Xingtong, and the bone knife slashed towards Ye Xingtong's neck like a sharp sword.

What a fast speed! It was more than ten times faster than her speed.

Secretly startled in my heart, the body leaned back and could be avoided, the clinker woman's long and sharp claws flew straight to her neck, secretly calling: This woman is grabbing her neck and holding it down, right? Can't you attack other parts?

Ye Xingtong was too late to evade in midair, so she blocked her side with a long sword.

This long sword is a long and broken soft sword she bought again. It is made from a mixture of fine iron and hard rock from the cold land, so that one day we will encounter this weird again. The woman who spent almost a hundred taels of silver on her, and spent almost all her savings.

Everything that can be sold has been sold, but she has lost money.

I heard from the boss that it is unusually hard, cuts iron like mud, and is one of the best in flexibility, hundreds of times better than ordinary swords.

The long claws collided with the solid iron, and a cluster of sparks was shot out with a "chi" collision! Go straight up.

Reflected half of the yard!

Hearing a scream, the woman fell softly.

The long sword didn't know if it was because of the sparks or the impact of the woman's claws just now. It suddenly shrank into a ball of slurry, and finally turned into fragments, and then the fragments turned into layers of ashes and fell on the ground.

Looking at the ashes blown away by the seal on the ground, Ye Xingtong was so distressed that he only hurts!

She used almost all the swords she bought with her belongings and disappeared.

Looking at the woman resentfully again, the woman actually changed her appearance, which was hundreds of times more beautiful than just now.

The skin is like fat, the jade face is springing up, the beautiful flowers illuminate the water, the flowers and the moon look like the fairy in the painting, and the emerald green sock is even more glamorous.

No, this is probably the real Miss Qin!

Thinking of this, Ye Xingtong stretched out a white silk in his hand, and hugged Miss Qin Jia who was about to fall to the ground in time.

But I couldn't understand it in my heart, and I kept thinking about what is going on. If this is Miss Qin, who was the one just now?