Quick Wear: The Host is a Fox

Chapter 627 Disguise as a man: My uncle is a ghost (47)

The speed was so fast that the assassin directly opposite her didn't even have time to dodge, and was slashed in the throat by a sword.

There are about eight people in black.

One was killed off the roof of the car.

Just got killed again.

There were only six people left.

Bai Zhen had no problem with one enemy against six, but now that she has Zhang Wanjun, it is more troublesome.

The main reason was that this girl was very insecure and had to drag Bai Zhen.

Bai Zhen sighed, completely lost.

The six men in black on the opposite side surrounded them. After losing two generals, their swords were all aimed at Bai Zhen, and they were deadlocked with them. .

There are so many of them, how could Bai Zhen wait until they find a chance to get out?

At that moment, she was extremely fortunate that the original owner had really practiced martial arts well before...

Otherwise, her little life would have to be explained here today...

Almost in an instant.

Bai Zhen suddenly picked up Zhang Wanjun lazily, turning her body forward like a spiral, using someone's legs that were stretched out of fear, to break up the formation of the men in black and open up a path.

"You hold me tight."

She threw such a sentence to Zhang Wanjun, let go of her hand, and raised her sword to kill the passers-by.

There was no trace of sloppiness in that action.

Wherever he went, he was mortally wounded.

Bai Zhen rushed out of the encirclement and put Zhang Wanjun down.

Zhang Wanjun thought she would pull her away.

Who knows, Bai Zhen just pushed her and folded back.

"Their target is me, you go back first."

After speaking, she charged back with her sword in hand.

Zhang Wanjun looked dumbfounded.

At that moment, Bai Zhen's cyan back flashed a golden and sacred light in her eyes.

She held her head in her hands, and no matter what danger was or not, she only felt that the man in front of her who sacrificed her life to protect her was her destiny.

Not knowing where the courage came from, she stood up and shouted, "I'm not going! Let's go together! Die together!"

Bai Zhen:  …

Child, are you stupid?

Hurry up and call for reinforcements!

She didn't want to die with her!

But she didn't have time to take care of her.

With a sword in his hand, Bai Zhen fought with the last three remaining.

In the narrow alley, there was a constant sound of clanging swords.

Zhang Wanjun only felt that silver light flashed constantly in front of her eyes.

She doesn't know martial arts, and she can't even see who made the tricks, let alone who has the advantage now, so she can only keep cheering at the rear.

This stalemate lasted long enough to have a cup of tea.

Until she saw the cyan figure rushing out from the few people, she did not know when there was a sword in her hand, she held it in both hands, made a cross, and then stopped.

Immediately afterwards, only two muffled sounds were heard, behind Bai Zhen, the two fell.

The one-to-many situation just now was reversed in an instant.

The only remaining man in black was startled.

The movements in his hands followed, and when Bai Zhen turned around, he subconsciously took two steps back.

Bai Zhen, however, was chasing after the victory, directly using Qinggong, and rushed towards the man.

The man in black wanted to run away, but the long sword she raised and threw stabbed in the calf and fell heavily.

Seeing that the overall situation of the failed assassination was set, the man in black wanted to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

But when the teeth are about to bite.