Your Majesty, the Empress is on the Battlefield Again!

Once you swing your sword.

This guy will be reduced to ashes, and he will be seriously injured by the power released by this spirit sword.

She just wanted to threaten and frighten this arrogant guy, she didn't really want his life.

Qiuqiu read Si Luo's thinking, almost panicked, and hurriedly dissuaded him.

"No, master, it's too risky for you to do this!"

Si Luo: "Hehe, I believe you won't die, right? Ball?"

Ball:

With such a master who doesn't take his own life seriously, Qiuqiu said that it was hard for him.

Master, can you be a little human and know what it means to be afraid? ? ?

Is it not good to live? ? ?

woo woo woo.

That's right, as the host, Si Luo has an overdraft limit of 10,000 points. If her life is in danger, the system can automatically advance 10,000 points to activate the teleportation function and send her to a safe place. It has been verified last time .

That's why Si Luo was so confident.

The main reason is that she thinks this girl is a bit strange, as if she came to Qinnan City because of the plague, and the words have been surrounding the plague all the time, as if she wants to clean up Yiguo's reputation.

And Si Luo, who cured the plague in a short period of time, naturally became the object of this girl's suspicion, no, it should be said that he was the most suitable object for taking the blame.

If the girl was looking for someone else, maybe she might be under threat to carry the big pot, but it's a pity that she found the right person, but she also found the wrong person!

The woman gritted her teeth, and pressed the sword down a little bit, and the powerful sword pressed towards Si Luo.

Si Luo felt the invisible force exerted on him, and resisted it with all his strength, but the ground under his feet couldn't bear it and cracked...

The woman looked at the ground dumbfounded, and began to feel uneasy.

She had seen the power of this spirit sword before, even a middle-level spirit user would have to kneel under the pressure of this sword, and it was difficult to stand up at all.

And this guy didn't move at all under the pressure of the sword, and didn't seem to be affected in any way.

But the cracked ground under his feet could no longer bear the power of the sword pressure, forming a spider web and spreading

It shows that the power of the sword pressure is very strong...

But, how is this man...

The woman's face became serious. Could it be that he is very strong?

Si Luo looked down at his feet, then raised his head, and his eyes fell on the sword.

It seemed that it was a very remarkable spirit sword. If she hadn't wittily spread the power all over her body, she might have been crushed to a pulp on the spot because she couldn't hold that power.

At this moment, Si Luo noticed a detail.

The woman was almost unable to hold the sword in her hand steadily.

Not only was the back of her hand obviously red, but the entire blade of the sword was shaking.

Seeing that Si Luo actually dared to approach her, the woman's eyes turned red with excitement.

"Are you really not afraid of death?!"

Si Luo stopped at a distance of one meter from her, stared straight into her eyes, and said indifferently: "I can see that you can't control this sword, why don't you let go of the power? You and I don't have any." What is the deep hatred, why is it so stiff? Why don't we find a place to sit down and let's talk about it?"

When Si Luo broke her mind, the woman blushed and said firmly, "Stop being so sentimental, how could I not be able to control this sword? Didn't you understand what I just said? If you don't inherit the plague of Xiayi Country I won't let it go!"