The Tai Knife, which was placed around her waist, swung out at a wonderful angle, and the sharp blade with a silver arc, swung towards the mountain girl's waist while Chu Tong passed by.

If this knife is really done, there will be no problem in dismantling the mountain girl.

A cold sweat broke out on the mountain girl's head. Her retreating steps did not stabilize, but fell backwards, trying to avoid this danger.

Chu Tong saw the mountain girl's actions, so he had already made plans to deal with it.

He turned his footsteps, and his body, which seemed to be rushing forward, suddenly turned around using the inertia of the forward rushing. After the Sword of the Fog Rain had barely brushed past the mountain girl, he swung a circle with his body. Then, the slightly changed arc was from top to bottom. With the forward rushing force and the rotation of his body, he slashed towards the mountain girl's waist again.

The action was done in one go, without any drag. However, the attack intervals were already real when they turned around.

Even though the Sword of Mist Rain itself can speed up the user's attack speed, this short attack distance is enough for the mountain girl.

The body that fell back exerted a little force in the air, but the unsteady steps were only his heels still next to the ground.

But it's enough.

The mountain girl used force to her feet, then pulled her hands down again. Her spider silk saved her life.

Using the force of spider silk and pulling, the mountain girl escaped from Chu Tong's attack range without any danger. At this moment, Chu Tong's hand was just swept the knife in his hand, and his body had just turned around.

It was when the old power had passed away and the new power had not yet emerged. In such a situation, forcibly chasing would only bring a huge burden to the body. Therefore, Chu Tong just adjusted his body and pointed the sword in his hand at the mountain girl not far away again.

"I really can't understand you..." The mountain girl held Qi Simei in her arms with one hand, and looked at Chu Tong with great confusion: "Isn't it just that I just met? Is she able to have such a violent murderous intent towards me... Could it be that I offended you in something?"

"..." Chu Tong was silent for a moment, the heterogeneity, darkness and filth in his heart still existed: "It seems that this is true when it comes to offense... There is no way. Seeing you like this really makes me want to cut you down and destroy all this."

As if he was muttering to himself, Chu Tong continued to mutter: "Only in this way, I will not feel pain now."

The mountain girl frowned directly: "What are you kidding? No matter how you look at it, you are the ones who bring pain, right?"

However, she didn't want to explain to Chu Tong, so she just bent down slightly. Then she frowned and looked at Chu Tong: "No matter what, you are sure to kill us, right? Well, let's see the real strength of the underground monster."

Chu Tong smiled, but this smile was extremely dark.

"Ah, it doesn't matter. No matter how strong you are, you will be killed by me, right? It's just a futile mood to protect someone."

Yes, it's just in vain.

I hope to protect Sister Yan Yan’s mood, I hope to accompany my best friend’s mood, and I hope to save my idle mood.

All this is in vain. It is better to say that it is because of such a mood that one can make one feel so painful. Unrealistic ideas will only give people pain and regret at the moment when they know they cannot be achieved.

When a person has a heart, he will suffer. If he becomes a walking corpse, he will not know what pain is, right?

It’s better to say that such or such mood is the source of people’s pain, right?

Chu Tong's heart was filled with great pain, which was in sharp contrast with the mountain girl who was holding an important person. This was tantamount to the most obvious irony.

It makes people jealous and can't help but want to destroy it.

It is not a ridiculous thing to have malice towards strangers. It is better to say that having malice towards strangers is an inherent bad habit of human beings.

Chu Tong no longer thought about it, and the sword of the fog and rain in his hand danced out a sword flower and then put it around his waist.

As long as you destroy all this, you will naturally not think of painful things.

Thinking of this, I bent down slightly and my steps gradually adjust. When the breathing and the rhythm of my body are at the best, I use my steps and start it with a double flash in one step.

The two consecutive accelerations brought strong puncture ability to Chu Tong's attack.

He planned to solve the problem with Qi Simei in this attack.

The mountain girl had no time to react, and she felt a flash in front of her. The original location of Chu Tong was empty. And the next moment, when she realized something was wrong, Chu Tong had already bullied her.

The young man leaned down slightly, and the sword in his hand was stumbled in a straight stab. The mountain girl even felt that a sharper aura was attached to the blade due to its rapidity.

This is impossible to avoid.

The mountain girl's pupils instantly dilated, and she realized that Chu Tong wanted to solve the problem with Qi Simei and herself.

How can you hurt Kismei!

The mountain girl's eyes were full of fear: "Don't!"

This short sound naturally could not change the facts. In fact... all words and determination seemed thin and ridiculous at this time. Chu Tong was particularly clear about this, so he understood the mountain girl's feelings very well.

Haha, do you know the pain?

The Sword of Mist and Rain moves forward.

The only way the mountain girl could do at this moment was to turn around and use her body to block the fatal blow of Qismei.

However, when she turned around, she leaked the terrifying injuries behind her to Chu Tong.

The straight wounds can vaguely see broken flesh, blood-stained skin and clothing.

That was the injury she caused to resist the attack from the very beginning.

Looking at the wound, Chu Tong's eyes suddenly shook, and then the pseudo-yin and yang jade that had been worn on his chest had not reacted yet again.

Yin and Yang jade, which was shining with a gentle white light, was pressed against Chu Tong's chest, and at this moment it really emitted a burst of warmth.

The coldness in his heart, the pain and darkness seemed to have eased. The spirit in Chu Tong's eyes flashed slightly, and the castration of the Sword of the Misty Rain in his hand was no longer fierce.

With a slight turn of his wrist, the tip of the sword staggered from the original attack track and passed by the mountain girl.

The mountain girl, who was originally ready to accept the pain, waited for a long time, but she did not feel the pain coming.

She felt a little strange, and raised her head slightly, and protected Qi Simei tightly. When she looked up, she saw the boy standing in front of her and looking at her coldly.

The boy lowered the sword in his hand to one side, and his eyes were a little more angry than before.

The mountain girl took a few steps back and was on guard against the person in front of her.

The boy sighed, inserted the sword in his hand to the ground, showing an extremely complicated wry smile: "My name is Chu Tong, I'm a human from the ground... I'm sorry for what happened just now."

Chu Tong said this, frowned as he said: "Don't rush to breathe a sigh of relief. My current appearance is only temporary. After all, even I can't grasp the negative emotions this time. But it's not bad... OK, I won't say much. I'm pretty clear about what I'll take me to the Earthly Spirit Hall. In this way, I may not attack you again in the future."

"Also..." Chu Tong smiled slightly: "I would have done it like you."

The mountain girl was confused at the moment... She even doubted whether the boy in front of her was schizophrenia or something.

However, in a sense, her guess is correct.

In order to hold Qi Simei and her life, even if the mountain girl doesn't understand, she can only nod her head and show that she knows it.

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Chapter completed!