Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 1240, Returning to Xia Shang 25
"You finally came!"

In the magnificent palace, a woman is facing Xia Chun.

The enchanting and charming voice was captivating, and the woman turned around, revealing a beautiful, exquisite but strange face.

On the fair skin, the lines spreading around the corners of the eyes seemed to be alive, and the blood-red eyes carried a hint of evil spirit.

"Sure enough, it's you. I didn't expect that you have such a great ability to control so many people. What do you want!"

Xia Chun squinted his eyes, and his radiant peach blossom eyes looked at the woman with a cold and sharp expression.

Xia Chun's cold questioning made the woman's laughing branches tremble.

"What can I do? Of course I'm here to look for you, Xia Chun. I never thought that you would really be willing to leave Qingcheng behind, let her cuddle with other men, and return to Xia Shang alone. , risking yourself, you are very affectionate!"

Xia Chun's eyes were dim, and his handsome and bewitching face was extremely calm.

Seeing Xia Chun's appearance, the woman's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she continued to speak in a sarcastic tone.

"It's a pity, Xia Chun, no matter how much you think about Qingcheng, you are still not the only existence in her heart. Her heart is very tolerant and can accommodate many people. Instead of sharing the same woman with other men, Xia Chun Chun, you might as well obey my will and stay with me!"

The fluffy words are full of temptation.

Xia Chun looked at the face that was somewhat similar to the girl's, and his eyes gradually became dazed.

The red light in the woman's eyes was extremely bright, and her eyes fell on Xia Chun, deeply charming.

Xia Chun met her eyes inadvertently, the red eyes seemed to possess evil spells, which made Xia Chun's heart slowly spread and grow.

She is controlling him!
The dark blue eyes flashed past, Xia Chun pursed his thin lips, and the next moment he drew out a sword and stabbed at the woman.

The man's martial arts are powerful, his swordsmanship is flexible and elegant, and his figure is swift, forcing the woman to retreat steadily.

The coldly glowing sword pierced into the woman's abdomen with a powerful sword intent, and the long sword was stained red with blood.

But the woman's face was fearless, her gaze fixed on Xia Chun's eyes, arrogant and reckless.

"If you have the ability, you just kill me!"

Ironic eyes fell on Xia Chun, at that moment, Xia Chun suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

When the pain hit, Xia Chun's fingers holding the sword trembled slightly, and intense pain appeared in his body, which became more intense one after another, causing Xia Chun to spit out a mouthful of blood.

His pale complexion was bloodless.

At this time, the handsome and bewitching face had a morbid softness, and in those cold blue eyes, it seemed that the water of the abyss was hidden, dark and deep.

Xia Chun's mind was dizzy, and his whole body was a little weak. At that moment, he braced himself and pulled out the sword. The long sword was stained red with dazzling blood.

The woman snorted, but the smile on her face was still bright, and the pain in her body didn't seem to have much effect on her.

No one knows what An Younger faced and experienced under the cliff.

The endless pain of tearing her soul apart made her almost die.

Whenever this time, the killing in her heart would boil.

Compared with the painful torture, the pain of the sword piercing into the body did not make her feel much.

And since she experienced that incident at the bottom of the cliff, her body has a powerful self-healing ability, just like a monster.

However, the only shortcoming is that before a certain time, her limbs and bones will be like falling into an ice cellar. While her whole body is cold, a strong and powerful pain will come from the depths of her soul.

And this pain is heart-piercing, and the only thing that can relieve it is killing.

Thinking of this, resentment and hatred flickered in the woman's eyes.

Her current fate is all thanks to Qingcheng.

The woman's hoarse voice was misty and charming, "Hehe, Xia Chun, you forgot, you can't kill me!"

The woman's light words angered Xia Chun, Xia Chun's cold eyes were full of killing intent, but the woman was not afraid, not only that, but still looked at Xia Chun provocatively.

After going through so much, An Yinger is no longer afraid of Xia Chun, even if he is the head of the demons, so what about the ancient god king.

The moment he fell in love with Qingcheng, he was doomed to have a fatal weakness.

An child really can't beat Xia Chun, after all, her body doesn't have much attack power.

And her only two benefits.

One, the powerful deadly ability in this body makes it impossible for any sword in this world to kill her.

Second, she has the ability to control people's hearts.

And the ability to control people's hearts here is just to control mortals who have no strength or mental instability. This ability seems weak, but in fact, it is extremely useful for An Yinger.

There is always something to lose, she does not have strong martial arts, to relieve the heart-piercing pain that rises from the body to the soul every once in a while, she must kill.

And this ability can help her, as long as those people are controlled, it is easy for her to kill as many people as she wants.

At the moment when the long sword was pulled away from the woman's abdomen, the hideous and bloody wound had a magical ability to heal itself.

Seeing this scene, Xia Chun's pupils constricted slightly, and his gaze on An Younger was instantly filled with vigilance and killing intent.

As Xia Chun's intention to kill An'er grew stronger, the pain in his heart became more profound.

Pale complexion, tightly pursed thin lips, Xia Chun tried hard to suppress the feeling of pain in his heart, lowered eyes, and slightly clenched hand holding the hilt of the sword.

Desperate, he stabbed at the woman again.

Naturally, the woman couldn't avoid Xia Chun's attack, so she could only let him hurt her again.

The bloody wound healed automatically the moment the sword was pulled away.

At this time, Xia Chun was crazy like a demon who lost his mind, staring at An Younger's eyes, sword after sword...

Even though An'er was not afraid of Xia Chun at first, Xia Chun's appearance now still makes An'er fear him.

Being able to resist the control of the mind control Gu, he still hurt her recklessly.

An'er felt inexplicably sad.

Facing Xia Chun's madness, she couldn't resist and fell to the ground.

Blood stained the ground.

The entire palace exudes a strong smell of blood.

An infant can bear the pain of a sword piercing his body once, but he cannot bear the pain countless times.

Falling to the ground, the wound was torn again and again, and healed again and again!

A woman's shrill cry sounded.

The blood-like red eyes were stained with strong hatred and resentment.

In the end, it wasn't until Xia Chun couldn't bear it any longer, couldn't bear the pain that was gnawing at his heart, and he became dizzy before his eyes, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, that he completely fainted.

The torment stopped.

The woman's face was pale, staring at the man who couldn't hide his handsome face even if he fainted, the sound of gnashing teeth, wishing to smash him to pieces immediately.

(End of this chapter)