The wind passes through the grass gap, making a rustling and frictional sound.

Duanmu slowly slows down its pace when it comes to spring.

In front of her, the masked man stood in the blazing sun and looked at him coldly. She was holding a dagger in her hand, and the blade was so white that it was so stung that people dared not look directly at it.

"The kitchen is behind you," she said.

Duanmu Huichun said, "I know."

The masked man's voice was even colder, "You want to retreat at the last minute."

Duanmu Huichun said: "I remember something very important, and I have to do it before noon."

The masked man said, "What's the matter?"

Duanmu quickly thought about the excuse while delaying time: "This matter has a lot to do with whether the arson can succeed."

The masked man said, "I'm ready in the kitchen for everything you want."

Duanmu Huichun flashed with a flash of inspiration: "What about my retreat?"

The masked man said, "Don't worry, since I am here, I will naturally take you away after you set fire."

Duanmu Huichun said, "That's it. If you take me away immediately, wouldn't I even have time to go back to my room to pack up my things? So I want to go back and bring some important things with you first."

The masked man said, "When you came, you were covered in rags. What can you do to clean up?"

Duanmu Huichun then remembered that she was completely embarrassed when she came, and said, "It's... it was the thing that Miss Ape gave me."

The masked man looked at him silently.

Duanmu Huichun knew that as long as he did not clearly state that he would not set fire, the other party would never attack him. Therefore, although he showed a shock on his face, he was not panicked.

The masked man said, "I will take you to get it when you set the fire."

"I'm afraid it's too late at that time."

"You have been talking for so long, but you just don't want to do it." The coldness in the masked man's eyes and the cold light of the dagger in his hand shone together, as cold as frost, "But you can't help it."

Duanmu Huichun's heart sank. She said so confidently, but I'm afraid it's because...

Sure enough, she said, "The Peak Lord has left, even if you want to ask for help, it's too late."

Duanmu Huichun pretended not to know: "Master of Peak? I am not familiar with him, so how could I think of asking him for help?"

"So you really want to seek help." The masked man tightened his hand holding the dagger and walked towards him.

Duanmu Huichun felt like he was pecked by geese all day long. He hurriedly said, "Of course not."

The masked man said, "Since you don't want to set fire, I won't make things difficult for you. Why don't you send you a journey and let your soul return to the underworld as soon as possible and be reincarnated back to the Central Plains." As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her dagger and attacked him.

Although Duanmu Huichun's skills have not been fully restored, his moves and experience are still there, and he subconsciously flashes to the side.

The masked man exclaimed, and his actions were even more ruthless, leaving no room for anything.

Duanmu Huichun fought with the masters of the Holy Moon Sect several times, and saw Xin Ha and Elder Hu Ye take action. He had more or less knowledge of the martial arts of the Holy Moon Sect. Therefore, although his body skills were not as good as those of the masked man, he could still avoid six or seven moves based on his experience guessing her moves.

However, this method can only last for a while but not for a lifetime.

After seeing that he could predict his next move, the masked man simply abandoned the rules and rang them randomly. Anyway, her internal strength was far above Duanmu Huichun, and even if he was hit by him, it would be irrelevant.

As a result, Duanmu Huichun was in a hurry. After only two moves, a deep mark was cut by a dagger.

Seeing the bloody color, the masked man's eyes became deeper and attacked, "Since you don't drink and punish me for being ruthless."

Since Duanmu has been in the martial arts world with spring, he has not been really injured many times. The last two times are the ones outside the city and this time, both of which were the hands of the Holy Moon Sect. And these two times may be the last two times in his life!

Thinking of this, his body movements slowed down.

The masked man raised his dagger and stabbed him in the chest without any mercy.

"Manhua kiss..."

Ji Miaohua's voice was remembered from afar. Although it was very light, there was undoubtedly a thunder in the ears of the two present!

The masked man couldn't help but pause. Duanmu woke up like a dream and moved to the side.

The sharp blade of the dagger slashed across his clothes and applied it to his skin. Duanmu Huichun could almost feel the thickness of the dagger with her skin on her chest.

The masked man stopped quickly if he missed a blow and hurriedly threatened: "I don't want people to know about your martial arts."

Duanmu Huichun was about to say something, but she had already flashed and rushed into the grass and disappeared.

After a moment, Ji Miaohua walked over slowly with a golden weapon, but saw Duanmu Huichun squatting on the ground with her chest covering her chest. Although he flashed fast just now, it was too late, and the dagger still cut a hole, but it was not deep.

"Kiss, what's wrong with you?" Ji Miaohua's figure swung in front of him very quickly.

Duanmu Huichun didn't raise her head and said, "If you don't have to worry about small matters, you can do it."

Ji Miaohua watched as the bleeding beads slowly oozing from his fingers, and frowned casually, leaned over and prepared to pick him up.

Although Duanmu Huichun was not surprised by his unexpected actions, such actions were far beyond his bottom line. No man would want to lie in the arms of another man like this. He struggled violently, "Master of Peak..." The last time he asked him to hug his waist and jump up and down was the limit. How could he be picked up like a woman?

Ji Miaohua was about to exert force, but the corner of her eyes glanced at the wound on his arm that was bleeding from struggle. She sighed, let go of her hand and walked in front of her, and half-squatted down and said, "Oh, come up. Who made my kiss so shy?"

Duanmu Huichun forced herself to stand up and moved a few steps away from her: "The Peak Master is worried, Sun Yin... can still take care of himself."

Ji Miaohua kept her original posture motionless, looking forward and said, "Do you prefer the posture just now?"

...

This is definitely a threat.

Duanmu Huichun thought angrily. But the two evils were the least. He slowly moved his footsteps behind Ji Miaohua.

Ji Miaohua still didn't move. His back was slightly bent, but it didn't tremble at all, as if if he didn't lie up, this position would be persisted by Ji Miaohua for the rest of his life.

He finally lay down.

"Discuss. Don't you hook my neck?" Ji Miaohua yelled dissatisfied.

Duanmu Huichun said: "No."

Ji Miaohua stood up violently.

Duanmu Huichun grabbed Ji Miaohua's shoulder with one hand to stabilize her body, and her legs involuntarily clamped the other's body.

"Discuss, you clamp me so tightly." Ji Miaohua said shyly.

It was obviously an ordinary word, but for some reason it was said from him, and there was a little more indescribable ambiguity. Duanmu Huichun forced himself to look at the scenery on both sides.

"Kiss, let's go." Ji Miaohua said, hugging his legs with her back hands, kicking her feet, and the man easily jumped onto the roof and rushed towards his courtyard.

In terms of light skills, Ji Miaohua is naturally not bad.

Duanmu Huichun believed that he had good light skills, but it was still far from him.

Ji Miaohua stopped in front of her house and pushed the door open and entered.

A fragrance that was stronger than the fragrance on Ji Miaohua's body came to his nose, causing Duanmu Huichun to sneeze three times involuntarily.

"Did you get cold when you kiss?" Ji Miaohua put him down, turned around and looked at him worriedly and said, "Is it because I ran too fast just now that the wind was too strong?"

"..." Duanmu Huichun felt dizzy due to blood loss, and the pain from the wound was even more unbearable. He took Ji Miaohua's words as wind in his ears, moved two steps to the side, and found a stool to sit down.

"Kiss, wait, I'll help you find medicine." Ji Miaohua searched through the boxes and cabinets. It took a long time to find a small bottle that looked forgotten for many years, and there was a small piece left on the bottle. "This was given to me by Qinglan's kiss a few years ago, and it should be useful."

"Should it?" Duanmu Huichun reached out and took the bottle.

Ji Miaohua was afraid that he would use his injured hand to hold the bottle plug, so she quickly reached out and took it off.

Duanmu Huichun smelled it, poured some powder on his hands, and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

"Kiss and understand medical skills?" Ji Miaohua leaned closer to her head and blinked her eyes to look at him.

Duanmu Huichun turned his head to the side and said calmly: "I just taste if there is any bad taste."

Ji Miaohua said: "Can that work?"

Duanmu Huichun didn't say anything, but reached out to peel off the clothes outside his wound.
Chapter completed!