The character design collapsed! The general's sick beauty is a killer

Chapter 1 Tit for tat

In the continuous dense forest twenty miles away from the capital city.

A restrained carriage came from far and near. The path was muddy and bumpy, and the carriage went very bumpy.

Behind the branches covered with dense leaves, a pair of dark and cold eyes stared at the carriage. After visually checking that the carriage had reached the target location, she bent her index finger and blew a whistle.

The sharp whistle instantly broke the silence of the dense forest.

A thick rope suddenly rose from the ground. The horse had no time to dodge, and it neighed and staggered to the ground.

In an instant, the black-clothed ghost hidden in the dense forest descended from the sky, revealed its pale weapons, and rushed straight into the carriage.

Looking around the carriage again, I don't know when there was already a circle of men wearing green clothes and soft armor, holding spears and swords.

The black shadow and the soft armor were fighting together, and they were inseparable for a while.

Tang Xi hid in the dark, and while the soft-armored guard was unable to escape, he jumped on the roof of the car.

Before she could stand still, a sharp sword pierced her from where she stood.

Tang Xi turned around to dodge, and at the same time raised his sword and carried the force of thunder towards the man in the car.

Such a powerful sword energy should not be underestimated. Jian Chijin's eyes deepened, and the long sword as white as frost in her hand pulled out several exquisite sword flowers.

The two blades collided, making a clanging sound as they rushed around in an instant, and the carved wooden window cracked in response.

This first move has no bearing on victory or defeat.

The two of them looked at each other, and in the flash of lightning, both sides abandoned their swords, drew out their daggers, and engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

The space in the carriage was cramped, and the two of them fought at close quarters. In just a few breaths, they had already made hundreds of moves.

You come and I go, both sides are decorated.

After another hundred rounds, Tang Xi's physical strength was slightly exhausted, and his moves were no longer as clean as before, and loopholes were exposed one after another.

Jian Chijin's eyes were sharp, and he seized the opportunity to force her into a corner, knocked the dagger out of her hand with a backhand, and then kicked her out of the car.

After Tang Xi was stunned for a moment, he immediately adopted a dodge strategy and looked for an opportunity to escape.

But Jian Chijin had already noticed her intention and blocked the door tightly.

Tang Xi's eyes flashed with panic, and he glared at Jian Chijin.

Jian Chijin looked down at her from a high position, seeming a little regretful, but her voice was cold and ruthless, "What a pity for the Class A killer of Yongye Pavilion."

He raised the knife and dropped it to give her a fatal blow.

The sword light in her pupils grew bigger and bigger, and a strange and imperceptible light flashed in Tang Xi's eyes. She raised her hand and grabbed Jian Chijin's wrist.

The tip of the knife, flashing with cold light, stopped just an inch in front of her eyes.

Jian Chijin frowned, looked at the hand on her wrist with disgust, and stabbed harder.

He worked hard, and Tang Xi also worked hard.

The grip made Jian Chijin's wrist hurt, and she refused to let him take another step closer.

There was a soft blanket under Tang Xi, and in front of her was a man with a handsome face who wanted to kill her.

Time passes little by little.

Tang Xi suddenly made a "puff" sound and laughed inappropriately.

Jian Chijin looked at her doubtfully, and a thought flashed through his mind. He secretly thought that he had fallen into a trap, and hurriedly shook off Tang Xi's hand.

But it was already too late. A numbness in his wrists spread throughout his body like lightning. He fell heavily on Tang Xi who had not had time to get up.

Tang Xi was so hit that he rolled his eyes.

This man looks lean, why is he so heavy?

Tang Xi pushed him off his body and sat up with his waist.

Jian Chijin fell half-lying and half-leaning on the pure black plush carpet, staring at the woman wearing a scarf in front of her, her expression gloomy and terrifying.

Her weakness just now was all fake.

Jian Chijin's eyes focused on the black ring on her index finger.

There was a poisonous needle on the ring, but he let her hold it for so long.

"General Jian, there is no need to feel ashamed. After all, you are a general leading troops in war. It is normal for you not to understand the machinations of our killers." Tang Xi hunched over, rummaging in the carriage for what she wanted, and added: "What's more,

If you lose in my hands, you should be proud of it."

What she received in reply was a moment of silence.

Tang Xi didn't intend to listen to his reply.

The car had been rummaged through but still couldn't be found. Tang Xi paused and turned his gaze to Jian Chijin.

He fell to the ground, with one long leg stretched out, the other bent, and one arm hanging loosely on it. The slender fingers had clear joints and a strong sense of strength.

The handsome face with imperfections clearly shows the carefreeness of a drunken person looking down at the world, and there is no trace of the embarrassment of being at the mercy of others.

Tang Xi's eyes were half closed, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised under the scarf.

"I'm sorry, General Jian."

After saying this, he squatted down and reached out his hand to fumble around in his clothes without hesitation.

If the thing is not in the car, it must be on him.

Jian Chijin's face instantly turned extremely dark. However, he was completely powerless at this moment and could do nothing. He could only let her move her hands up and down at will.

And I don't know if that hand was intentional or not, it looked like a teasing hand, flames were flying around, and Jian Chijin's ears turned red uncontrollably.

"Why are General Jian's ears red?" Tang Xi came closer to him, tilted her head, and blinked her big eyes.

The unfamiliar body fragrance belonging to her daughter's family enveloped the tip of her nose. It was cold and mixed with a vague sweet fragrance. This was a smell that Jian Chijin had never smelled before.

His breath froze, he closed his eyes, neither looking nor smelling.

Looking at Jian Chijin, who looked like a monk in meditation, Tang Xi's slightly raised eyes were dyed with a sly smile.

General Jian, who has become famous since he was fourteen years old and frightened his enemies, does not seem to have the ability to sit still.

His fingertips touched a slender mailbox, and Tang Xi drew it out. It was what he was looking for on this trip.

mission completed!

The smile in her eyes disappeared, replaced by the coldness and severity of a Class A killer. She jumped off the carriage neatly, curled her fingers and whistled, "Retreat!"

All the killers in black obeyed the order, quickly withdrew from the melee, and disappeared without a trace.

(End of chapter)