Rebirth of the Spoiled Little Princess

Chapter 93 His Green Phoenix Sword

Xue Li was a little surprised when he saw her crisp movements.

"Quickly, go to the tree." Wei Yunxue didn't notice his surprised look. She just listened to the surroundings with her ears raised, bit the dagger in her mouth, and reached out to help him.

Xue Li stood up reluctantly, holding his sword.

"Your injury..." Xue Li's pupils suddenly shrank when his eyes touched her wound.

"It's okay." Wei Yunxue didn't even look at it, but casually tapped a few acupuncture points on his arm to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Just as she landed on the tree, she heard rustling in the bushes around her, and then dozens of wild wolves with faint green eyes rushed out of it, roaring.

Both of them were in the tree, and the wolves had no choice but to linger at the bottom of the tree, howling low and refusing to leave.

Xue Li leaned against the tree trunk with his eyes closed, and there was a strange paleness between his brows. Wei Yunxue felt his increasingly weak pulse, feeling increasingly anxious. She didn't mind spending time here with the wolves, but the point was She could afford it, but Xue Li really couldn't afford it.

He lost too much blood and needed medicine for his wounds. The herbs in the forest had no effect at all, so he had to return to the camp as soon as possible.

Waiting for the wolves to disperse on the tree is not an option. The wild wolves who have been hungry for several days are definitely more patient than them.

Wei Yunxue thought for a moment, then tore off the fabric from her robe first, and simply bandaged his wound with the herbs she had picked just now.

Her eyes flickered to Xue Li, then fell back to the restless wolves under the tree.

Her eyes flashed slightly, and a stern look flashed in Wei Yunxue's eyes. Although her physical strength was quite depleted, she still couldn't look past these wolves if she had weapons in hand.

She didn't know where she had left the dagger just now, and this was the real trouble.

There were no handy weapons around. She sighed deeply in her heart and turned back to look at Xue Li, but her eyes suddenly lit up.

sword!
Xue Li's sword.

His Qingfeng Sword is still on him.

"Xue Li." Wei Yunxue leaned over and called his name, staring at the sword in his hand without blinking, "Give me your sword."

Xue Li naturally knew what she wanted to do and decisively refused: "No."

Groups of wild wolves have formidable fighting power. What can a little daughter do?
However, Wei Yunxue was one step ahead of him and directly tapped his acupuncture point, grabbed the sword from his hand, and jumped down with a light leap.

"Wei Jiu, you——"

Wei Yunxue turned a deaf ear.

The wild wolf's claws are fierce enough, but her sword edge is even more cruel. The way of martial arts is different from the orthodox ones that Xue Li has seen before. Instead, the sword is deviated and deadly, without any pretense, and every strike is fatal. The killing move.

In just two quarters of an hour, those ferocious wolves were all killed by her sword.

The little girl was only seven years old, and her figure even reached his chest. Her childish brows already had a murderous and decisive air that no woman had.

No matter how unwilling to admit it, Xue Li had to admit that this girl did have amazing abilities.

Although love has caused trouble, she has never been the young lady who only knows how to be spoiled and spoiled by the nobles of the aristocratic family.

He had heard from his father before that the ninth girl of the Wei family had been practicing martial arts with her father and brother since she was a child. Not only did she inherit her martial arts skills from Duke Wei, she even became a disciple of the Guimen, a famous killer gang in the world.

(End of this chapter)