Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

The middle-aged man looked at the hole that was so close but could not break through the barrier, feeling full of unwillingness in his heart.

However, watching his men fall one after another, he knew that no matter how unwilling he was, it was not suitable to stay here for a long time.

"let's go!"

After the middle-aged man gave the retreat order, he took the people and wanted to leave.

However, the few people had just taken less than two steps when their way was blocked by a slender black shadow.

Gu Panxia's sudden appearance made the group take a step back in fright, looking at her in horror.

The rain had not stopped and the night was very dark. The group of people saw a black shadow suddenly appear in front of them, but they could not see the appearance of the person. They could only vaguely see that it was the figure of a woman.

"I want to leave, have you asked me?"

Gu Panxia raised her right hand, and a bright long sword appeared in front of the group of people.

No matter how stupid they are, they still know that their companions were killed by this woman.

The middle-aged man looked at the long sword in Gu Panxia's hand and his eyes narrowed instantly.

"Xu Fengjian, who ranks first in the sword manual! Who are you?"

Gu Panxia did not reply, but focused her spiritual power on Xu Fengjian. Just after the middle-aged man finished speaking, he slashed the long sword in his hand into the air. In an instant, several invisible blades penetrated the rainy night and directly married the man standing there. The two people at the front.

The throat was still sealed with a sword, but the wound was much thicker than that of the ten people just now.

What she just used was a short dagger specially made for her by Lu Yuan on her sixteenth birthday.

Lu Yuan named it Zhizi, which means "hold your hand and grow old together."

The dagger can cut through iron as well as clay, and is a sharp killing weapon.

The few remaining people were in chaos, running around in a panic, but they couldn't escape more than ten meters.

Gu Panxia watched a few people milling around like headless flies, and a sneer escaped from the corners of her lips.

Her figure moved again, and when he returned to the same place, all the people in the group had their eyes wide open and refused to rest in silence.

The middle-aged man looked at what was happening in his eyes, and his legs kept shaking. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't move his feet.

Rain kept dripping from the hood on his head, and his entire face was pale.

Gu Panxia was standing a few meters away opposite him, with no intention of getting closer.

The middle-aged man couldn't guess what she was thinking at the moment, so he could only stare at her closely.

Gu Panxia smiled coldly and said, "I won't kill you."

"Won't you kill me?" The man was stunned, and then asked in confusion.

"You go back and tell King Zhao and City Master Zhao that someone will come to meet them soon."

The man was overjoyed and hurriedly calmed down. He took a few tentative steps. Seeing that she still didn't move, he turned around and ran into the woods.

Following closely behind him was a deep palm wind composed of spiritual energy. The palm wind slapped him hard on the back the moment he jumped into the forest.

The man spit out a large mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound, turned around, and looked at her in disbelief.

The corners of Gu Panxia's lips curved slightly, and she said leisurely: "I only said I won't kill you."

As long as he lives, she has not broken her promise, right?

She is not a kind person, and she can be generous to someone who wants to kill her and let him leave intact.

"You...ahem——"

The man wanted to say something else, but suddenly he coughed and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

He didn't dare to stay any longer and left quickly despite the pain.

Gu Panxia looked at the direction the man was leaving, the faint smile on her lips dropped, and her eyes were colder than ever before.