The woman can no longer move.

If it was really a ghost talking to her at this moment, she might not be so afraid.

With her skills, the opponent could follow her all the time without letting her see a flaw, and even let her hear his breathing, then, he could completely imagine that this person was not terrible.

She was terrified.

She stammered: You are human...... How do I ...... See...... I don't see you...... Huh?

The voice seemed to laugh and said, "If you can't see me, can you still kill me?"

As soon as the words fell, Li Cunxiao, who had already fallen, suddenly stood up from the ground and smiled at her, but the smile was full of loneliness and desolation, and even a trace of helplessness.

The woman's mouth was still open, as if she would never close it for the rest of her life.

It's shocking.

She clearly saw that her red-faced sword had stabbed Li Cunxiao's vital point, and her move "Falling Sword Without Trace" could even penetrate anyone's vital parts without leaving a trace.

Since her debut, almost no one has escaped from her sword.

However, at this moment, Li Cunxiao, who had obviously been stabbed to the core, was standing in front of her alive, and she didn't seem to understand what was wrong?

Did your sword stab the wrong place, or did you stab the wrong person?

She was still in a trance, but Li Cunxiao was already smiling, laughing so lonely, so desolate, and said lightly: Do you know who I am?

The woman sobered up a little and said: You are the life-seeking Tsing Yi.

Li Cunxiao said lightly: Do you know that Tsing Yi has always asked for my life from others, and no one has ever been able to take my life.

Although his words were so soft, they sounded so terrible to her, and every word was like a freshly quenched knife, cutting her heart.

She laughed too.

Still, she knew she must be laughing ugly, almost a ghostly wail.

She also knew that her face must be ugly.

However, she knew that her fate was tragic.

Asking for life in Tsing Yi will indeed only ask for other people's lives.

After a burst of intense fear, her already stiff mouth suddenly moved, and then, biting her lip hard.

Whenever she was excited or scared, she always liked to bite her lip, because the pain in her lips could overpower the fear that came with it.

And at this moment, this fear has almost numbed her.

Gradually...... Her eyes began to slowly regain the charm and arrogance of a woman, she held her head high and said coldly: Then do you know who I am?

Li Cunxiao didn't speak, just looked at his hand holding the sword.

His hand was slender, dry, pale, and the protruding blue veins could almost be seen, and the blood could almost be seen beating gently in it.

Then, he raised his head, looked at the woman opposite, and said lightly: I only know that you are a woman.

The smile on his face suddenly retracted, and his eyes became cold and sharp, like those sudden changes in the weather on a summer afternoon.

It's like the originally clear sky, and suddenly it rained, and it was still a lot of rain, cold rain, and said: Asking for life Tsing Yi never asks for a woman's life, you go.

But the woman didn't move.

She stood there quietly, quietly looking at the pale-faced strange man, and then, looking at the legendary strange sword stuck in his left side, she suddenly laughed too.

Her smile was like a rainbow that suddenly appeared after a heavy rain, and said: In this world, there are many kinds of women, but, do you know, which kind of woman I belong to, I belong to the kind that specializes in sleeping with men, do you want me to accompany you to bed?

This is said boldly and explicitly, and it must be extremely shameless to others.

However, when she said this, not only did she not feel embarrassed at all, but her face showed a smug look.

In her opinion, it seems that it is a very honorable and proud thing to accompany a man to bed.

Her eyes were staring at Li Cunxiao, her gaze was hot and bold, but her tone was full of provocation, and then said: Because I am a woman from the Burial Sword Island.

Speaking of which, she also deliberately emphasized the three words "Burial Sword Island".

Burial Sword Island is a building, and the women in Burial Sword Island do accompany men to bed, but not every man's bed is the bed of the women in Burial Sword Island.

Because the sword of the Burial Sword Island is almost the same as the sword of the life-seeking Tsing Yi, they are all so terrifying, they are all so godlike, like a call from hell.

It is said that when their swords are unsheathed, they are like a freshly made bed, full of enthusiasm and passion, and when you are immersed in the land of tenderness, their swords are already in your chest.

Li Cunxiao looked at her, his eyes were suddenly as sharp as an awl, and he said coldly: I don't care where you are a woman, but if you don't leave, you must be a dead woman, although I don't kill women, but occasionally killing one or two disobedient women is not considered a broken vow.

Hearing this, the woman felt as if she had been bitten by a poisonous snake.

Her face turned ugly.

She's heard of this man's temper.

However, she still stood there and did not move, still looking at the pale strange man in front of her, looking at the legendary strange sword that this person had inserted in her left rib, and suddenly said: Since I can't kill you, can I look at your sword?

Li Cunxiao looked at her, suddenly smiled, and said lightly: Look at my sword is a price?

The woman laughed too.

As she smiled, there was a soft and ambiguous light in her eyes like the morning sun before dawn, and then her clothes slowly slid down like the dried leaves on a tree.

One, two, three...... In the end, her body was like a tree trunk that had lost its leaves, standing in front of Li Cunxiao, and said gently: Look, is this price enough?

Li Cunxiao smiled, although he was still so lonely, but he had a little more tenderness, like a lake of spring water suddenly wrinkled by the wind, and said: Enough. Okay, I'll grant your wishes.

As soon as the words fell, the woman felt the strand of hair on her left side slowly drift down, like a black snow, fluttering one after another, drifting in the autumn wind.

However, his black iron sword was still stuck in his left rib, as if he had never left it at all, let alone pulled it out.

His hand was still on the hilt of the sword, and a pair of pale hands could still clearly see the blue veins inside.

Li Cunxiao looked at her eyes, his gaze was calm and calm, and said: Do you see clearly? Do you want to see it again?

The woman began to tremble, and I don't know if it was because it was too cold or because she was too scared, her teeth had begun to chatter and creak incessantly, and then, shaking her head.

Li Cunxiao said with a smile: Since you don't want to see it anymore, let's leave quickly, it's too cold here, don't take off your clothes outside casually in the future, it's easy to get cold.

At this time, the woman did not know where she suddenly got the courage, and bent down to pick up the red-faced sword that had fallen to the ground, and then, like a cloud that had encountered a strong wind, it was blown away at once.

Only her vicious curse voice was left in the autumn wind: Li Cunxiao, you are not a man at all, no wonder the woman you love the most will elope with your most trusted friend, now, I finally know why, it turns out that you are a useless soft-footed shrimp at all.