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1292. The Messenger in Red【21】

"Brother Han, don't you know this? My sister's body is a supernatural one. She can release an unheard-of gas to heal people's injuries, and she can also heal herself. This is not the spiritual energy of heaven and earth." The Jiangcheng girl smiled.

Beside explained.

Hearing Jiangcheng girl's explanation, Bailu curled her lips.

She and Jiangcheng Girl were getting closer and closer to each other, but Han Ningning's incident happened out of the blue.

She had wanted to tell Han Wuling and others indirectly that she was a weapon refiner and could heal people's wounds, but Han Ningning did not expect it twice.

It can be said that Han Ningning did her a big favor.

Looking at Han Ningning shrouded in silver light, the egret chuckled.

The more she looked at her, the more she fell in love with this woman.

The silver light shone like warm sunlight on Han Ningning's body, as if bathing her.

After a long time, the silver light faded away, leaving Han Ningning's body clean and white.

Wearing a long silver skirt, she looks like a fairy from heaven, and her three-dimensional facial features are even more alluring.

Han Ningning held the butterfly sword and looked at the egret gratefully.

She believed that the woman in the red dress in front of her was the noble person in her life...

"Brother Han, let's go."

Egret smiled softly at Han Ningning, turned around and left with Jiangcheng Girl and Han Wuling.

Han Ningning looked at the red figure on the back, determination flashed in her eyes.

Turning around, Han Ningning looked at Gao Bianxue and others with a sneer.

"Han Ningning, without Mr. Zuo Shi, I wonder who else will support you."

Gao Bianxue had already walked in front of Han Ningning. She was covering half of her swollen cheeks, and her whole face had become a little distorted with anger.

"There is this..."

Han Ningning still sneered. She held the handle of the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, and pulled out the sharp butterfly sword from the scabbard.

Suddenly, Han Ningning held the handle of the Butterfly Sword in her right hand and waved it towards Gao Bianxue.

I saw a flash of sword light on Gao Bianxue's head, and directly cut off half of Gao Bianxue's hair.

She put the butterfly sword into the scabbard coolly, looked at Gao Bianxue, and said in a cold voice: "Remember, this is just a warning. If you dare to offend my scales next time, you will be cut."

It won’t be your hair that falls out…”

"But...your neck."

The sweet sound like a silver bell was like a soul-stirring sound among Gao Bianxue and the other women. Han Ningning pursed her lips and smiled before turning around and leaving.

Gao Bianxue lowered his eyes and glanced at the Butterfly Sword, a hint of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

Her cultivation level was originally inferior to Gao Bianxue and the others, but now she was able to stand upright in front of Gao Bianxue and the others only because of this high-level butterfly sword.

If one day in the future, she becomes famous, she will never forget the noble person in her life...

Gao Bianxue looked at Han Ningning's back angrily. She glanced at the half of hair on the ground and pursed her lips. The advanced element...

Han Wuling brought Egret and Jiangcheng Girl to the Blood Lord Hall. Cheng Anqing was still lying on the bed. It seemed that he would never get out of bed unless there was anything important.

Ming Yuefeng was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed, drinking strong wine, with a lustful expression on her face.

"Coming?"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ming Yuefeng and Cheng Anqing sat up straight together.
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