Seven Hundred and Five: Fairy Jump (5)

The red-clothed dancer stood up in embarrassment, coughed twice, flipped the dagger in her hand, and struck straight at Jiang Pengji's face.

The strength of Jiang Pengji's kick just now, placed on a normal person, would have shattered her sternum long ago.

On the other hand, this person only had a bruise on his left chest, a little blood on the corner of his mouth, and his breathing was a little short.

Looking at her offensive, she wasn't weak at all, but instead became more and more courageous.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Pengji couldn't stop laughing, her whole body was full of flaws, such a person would want to assassinate her?

Who gave this man courage?

Jiang Pengji's eyes froze, she struck this person's wrist with lightning speed and snatched her dagger.

Not to be outdone, the red-clothed dancer grabbed her throat with another claw.

Jiang Pengji frowned, and dodged to dodge, but her clothes couldn't dodge her, and her wide sleeves were caught in strands.

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room realized that the ten fingernails of the dancer in red clothes elongated strangely, three inches in length, silvery white, and extremely sharp fingertips. scratched the neck or scratched the cheek...

The audience trembled uncontrollably, feeling terrified for Jiang Pengji.

[Piao Piao Yang]: Damn, isn't this the ancient world? Why are there martial arts and fantasy elements?

[Reticent Huang Shaotian]: Is this practicing the Nine Yin White Bone Claw? Will it break the sky spirit cover with one claw? Streamer beware!

The audience was nervous and worried, but Jiang Pengji, who was the person involved, was calm. She glanced at the nails and felt ridiculed.

Hmm, these nails are really wicked.

The red-clothed dancer is not willing to give up, if one blow fails, she will strike again.

The bright red dance clothes fluttered with the movements, making people feel emotional, even though they knew that her move was fatal, they were still fascinated by it.

Is this Wu or Wu?

Jiang Pengji said, it's not Wu or Wu, it's just hot chicken.

The red-clothed dancer shot faster and faster, but Jiang Pengji could always easily defuse and dodge her. The longer the struggle, the more annoyed and anxious she became.

Gradually,

She lost her patience, and her originally beautiful face flashed a bit hideous.

"Bitch,, / man, go to hell!"

Jiang Pengji replied with a smile, "It's up to you? Not qualified."

The inner room was in a mess, and the movement had already spread outside. Everyone didn't care, thinking that the people inside were fighting fiercely.

Yang Si, who had just undressed and was going to sleep, was also startled. He came out with his clothes on, and his heart skipped a beat when he heard outsiders talking.

Others don't know, he still doesn't know?

My lord is clearly a woman, so how can she compete with that red-clothed dancing girl?, Luan, Phoenix?

Not to mention such a big commotion.

"not good!"

A terrible guess came to Yang Si's mind, he quickly took his sword and ran to the tent.

Just as he was about to go in, his lord scolded him from inside.

"Get out, don't get in the way!"

Yang Si paused, her outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, and the atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

Almost at the same moment, bursts of horrified screams came from the tent where the dancer lived, startling all the soldiers.

"What happened? Noisy, one by one itchy?"

The female steward who was in charge of the dancers and singers rushed over after hearing the news, and found that everyone was pale. She was suspicious and pushed away the crowd, and suddenly a chill rushed from the soles of her feet to her brain. Although there was a charcoal fire burning inside the tent, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

It turned out that there was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure lying in the tent, her clothes were taken off cleanly, her temple hair was messy, her whole body was not covered, but the part of her face was bloody and bloody, it was obvious that someone had cut off the whole body with a knife. shameless!

"This, is this Chun'er?" At this moment, a trembling voice came from the crowd, "There is a red mole on Chun'er's belly..."

They looked at the abdomen of the female corpse, and there was indeed a dark red mole in the same place.

"Oops!"

The steward came back to his senses, his legs limp in fright.

Chun'er is the most talented dancer among all the dancers, and the most beautiful. She has always been the best candidate for the lead dancer, and she is also a pillar.

If the person in front of him is Chun'er, then who is the person who shines at the banquet tonight?

Everyone also thought of this detail, and immediately collapsed to the ground in fright.

Could it be that the person who dances with them at night is not a living person but Chun'er's soul?

"Idiot, someone replaced Chun'er's identity!"

The steward scolded and ran towards the main tent, hoping that there was still time.

"My lord, I have something important to report to my lord, something serious has happened!"

Even if it is an important military camp, the steward can't control so much. If the time is late, she will die even worse.

"Who is making noise outside?"

Inside the tent, Xu Pei was negotiating with several confidants, and finally got a clue, but there was a lot of noise outside.

"Reporting to my lord, the man outside is the manager of the dancers."

Xu Pei's face turned dark, and the expressions of the other subordinates were even more ugly.

These confidantes did not approve of Xu Pei taking the dancer with the army, but because the dancer was used to win over people, they turned a blind eye. Now such a thing happened, even a lowly dancer and steward dared to make noise in the barracks.

I was so full that I couldn't bear to live.

Xu Pei was also afraid of being preached by his confidants, so he could only bite the bullet and ask, "Bringing her in, how noisy is it?"

The steward was escorted in by the soldiers, and as soon as he arrived in the tent, the steward knelt down with a plop, his pale lips trembling uncontrollably.

"My lord, my lord, Chun'er, the lead dancer, has been stripped of her skin long ago, dead, dead—Chun'er, who performed the dance before, is a fake!"

Hearing this, Xu Pei's first reaction was that Liu Xi was so violent and cruel, he only killed people and stripped people's faces.

Think about it for a while, like falling into an ice cellar.

The other confidantes were also scared out of their wits, Liu Xi was in danger!

"My lord, hurry up and save people!"

The counselor has a strong heart, stabilizes the mind, and responds.

Xu Pei didn't care about anything else, and went directly to Jiang Pengji's tent with his saber.

In just a few breaths, the two fought each other with hundreds of moves. Jiang Pengji tested each other unhurriedly and confirmed her conjecture.

The information has been collected successfully, so there is no need to keep this person.

She rolled to avoid the opponent's palm, and picked up the dagger that was shot down before with one hand, and the situation was suddenly reversed.

"I admit that your military strength is good, but foreign things are foreign after all. It's not because you study hard and don't have the slightest actual combat experience. You have nothing to do with peerless martial arts. You are still just a waste. Want to assassinate me? Practice for another hundred years !"

Jiang Pengji's left hand stabbed directly at the opponent's throat, the speed was so fast that even the afterimage could not be seen, the red dress dancer only felt that her eyes missed, and there was a toothache sound of bone cracking from her throat, which should have stabbed at the opponent's throat. Jiang Pengji's dagger pierced into her heart from back to front at this time, "You have a system by your side, you won't die, welcome to come and give away the head next time."

Before she lost consciousness, she heard Jiang Pengji whispering in her ear.

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