This villain is really like the hero

Chapter 259 After rebirth, this pot will be returned to you 43

Seeing that the salty pig's hand was about to touch her, Yan Ruo did not hesitate to use her spiritual power to wrap the keel needle and shoot it out.

At the same time, another cold light flew over.

A long sword flew over and immediately cut off the man's right arm.

"what--"

"It hurts... it hurts me..."

"hiss--"

"It hurts!"

The shouting was loud and ruthless, and it directly attracted everyone on the first floor.

Yan Ruoruo felt something, subconsciously looked towards the stairs, and saw that the person who was supposed to sleep was standing neatly on the second floor condescendingly, the expression on his face was different from the usual laziness and light smile, On the contrary, it was extremely peaceful.

He looked down, and Yan Ruo also looked up. The moment their eyes met, Yan Ruo didn't know why, but felt her heart beating a little faster.

She opened her lips, but she didn't call out senior brother naturally and intimately as usual.

There was another exclamation in the ear, "Look! The sword is slowly disappearing!"

Yan Ruo looked along the voice, and saw that the sword that cut off the salty pig's hand just now had disappeared, leaving only a glaring bloodstain in that place.

She was stunned for a while, maybe too many things happened at once, and the thinking ability of her brain became worse, so she couldn't understand the situation in front of her.

Fortunately, someone next to him solved the confusion for him, "This sword is actually made of spiritual power! This man's cultivation must be at least earth-level!"

"Oh my god, he looks so young, and his cultivation has reached the ground level. Isn't this incredible?"

The man's companion just wanted to stand up and avenge the man, but after hearing that the man's cultivation base had reached the ground level, he retreated into the distance in embarrassment, and he was as frightened as a quail.

The voice gradually became quieter, Yan Ruo looked up instinctively, and saw Wen Yuhua coming down from the second floor unhurriedly.

Seeing the people getting closer, Yan Ruo's heart beat faster. At this moment, she was full of doubts in her heart, so she could only bite her lips hard.

"Zhao Zhao." Wen Yuhua stretched out his hand towards her, the coldness on his face seemed to be shattered in an instant, his eyes were full of drunkenness, and he looked at Yan Ruo intently.

Habits can be a really scary thing sometimes.

Yan Ruo didn't react, but put her hand on it very naturally.

Wen Yuhua led her up the stairs, but stopped halfway there. He slowly turned around and looked down at the others.

His voice was unhurried, but with an indescribable oppression, "It was just a warning, he should be glad that his hand didn't touch it, otherwise there is no guarantee that the position of my sword will fall It's going to die."

"My people, no one can move!"

In a word, all the people present were stunned.

The impression Wen Yuhua left on everyone was arrogant and conceited.

It should also be fortunate that there is no powerful person hidden in this small inn, otherwise Wen Yuhua would not be able to bluff everyone present.

Wen Yuhua withdrew his gaze, and led Yan Ruo back to the room, his eyes were full of tenderness when he lowered his eyebrows, "Don't go to crowded places without the company of senior brother. It's night, and you should rest earlier."

With that said, Wen Yuhua was about to go to his room.

But just as he turned around, without even lifting his steps, his sleeve was grabbed.

Wen Yuhua's body froze slightly, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, his eyes became slightly darker and a little nervous.

His voice seemed to be softer than usual, "What's wrong?"

(End of this chapter)