He looked at her, his eyes deeper than when he was on a blind date.

Lu Weizhen took a step back.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you." He said, his voice very low and heavy.

Lu Weizhen felt a little relieved and asked, "Who are you? What's going on?"

He didn't answer, took a step forward, and suddenly reached out. Lu Weizhen avoided sideways, and his whole body tensed again: "What do you want to do!"

Chen Xian raised her eyebrows, a little surprised that she was so flexible, she looked so thin and soft. He seemed to have never heard of her problem, and reached out to grab it again. This time his movement was fast and heavy. Before Lu Weizhen could react, he held his arm tightly. Lu Weizhen raised his legs and kicked him! But he didn't even hide, obviously not taking her fancy legs seriously.

Lu Weizhen kicked his calves—

Very hard, sore feet...

He didn't even frown and pushed forward, and Lu Weizhen was pressed against the wall with one hand and could not move.

"You, what are you doing!" Lu Weizhen was anxious and afraid, and opened her mouth to bite him. He turned his head to avoid it. The heat from Lu Weizhen's mouth pounced on his ears, and his mouth hit his shoulders. Chen Xiansong's jaw line quickly moved and shouted in a low voice: "Be honest!"

The slightly hoarse voice was right in Lu Weizhen's ear. She shrank. He quickly reached out and tapped the back of her forehead. Lu Weizhen only felt the pain and numbness. When his eyes closed, his body tilted down. Chen Xiansong reached out and felt a ball of warm and fragrant soft jade fall into his arms. His movements were instantly slow, and he quickly put the person on the bed.

According to past experience, after several key points of meridians connected to the brain nerves were hit, she would be in a coma for at least a few hours, and would temporarily lose her memory after waking up. This experience will not be remembered.

Chen Xiansong no longer delayed, looked at the window, identified the direction, took out a thin rope from his pocket, hung it on the window, and fell down quickly in the dark like a swan.

Chen Xiansong landed lightly. He grabbed the rope with his hand.

It was almost three o'clock in the morning, and there was no one in the community, and the street lights were hazy. He rushed towards Yue Heng's escape.

He crossed the wall and stepped on the roof. The movement under his feet was extremely light, but the speed was as fast as a stream of light. He ran far away in the blink of an eye, like a cheetah hunting in the darkness.

Xiang Yueheng felt that his injured arm was about to break, and it hurt so much that he wanted to cry. He thought he had run so far. He was about to take a breath, but when he looked back, a black shadow shot straight towards him. Xiang Yueheng was so scared that he was so perverted, he ran so fast! He quickly tried his best to continue running forward. But the distance between the two was still narrowing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The two ran to a long street without a man.

Xiang Yueheng was panting. He knew that falling into the hands of the man behind him would only die without a single slag. Do you want to fight? But Xiang Yueheng was completely unsure. The sword made people so afraid. He recognized this man now, and he met him on the road yesterday. At that time, he thought that the man looked pretty and imitated a set of blind dates. Who knew that he was just staring at him!

Behind him, the man's low voice was heard like a bell in a temple: "Stop!"

Xiang Yueheng wanted to cry so much that he was stupid, so of course he couldn't stop.

The man said, "Looking for death." When he said these two words, the man seemed to be a few steps behind him. Xiang Yueheng turned around suddenly, opened his mouth and vomited. A large mouthful could at least fill a bowl, and the green juice that emitted a fishy smell sprayed towards Chen Xiansong.

Chen Xiansong was originally running, but instantly stopped, his body flew around, avoiding the poison juice. He glanced at a camera dozens of meters away, without drawing his sword, and punched Yue Heng in the face.

This punch was as fast as the wind. Xiang Yueheng clearly turned his head and dodged, but he didn't dodge! He hit his face hard, only to make his eyes burst into tears. He just shook his head desperately, like a shower, spitting out poison juice without a difference. Chen Xiansong was prepared for it, jumped up in place, turned over in the air, landed behind him, and kicked him in the butt. Xiang Yueheng was kicked and rolled out in place.

He lay on the ground and saw Chen Xiansong coming over calmly. He looked extremely patient, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of ruthlessness. Xiang Yueheng knew that he was afraid of venom, but he couldn't bear it for long. After all, he was not a fountain, and the poison juice in his stomach also had capacity and would be sprayed soon. Chen Xiansong obviously calculated this point correctly.

Xiang Yueheng turned his heart to the ground, and quickly climbed towards a fork in the forks. His crawling speed was more than twice as fast as his running limbs. Chen Xian tightened his eyebrows and chased after him.

Chen Xiansong chased into the alley and saw Xiang Yueheng running out, the lights were bright and pedestrians were walking around. Chen Xiansong cried in his heart, but he was worried that Xiang Yueheng was anxious to hurt people. At this time, Xiang Yueheng had already stood up and disappeared.

Chen Xiansong chased him out.

There was a night market street in front of me, with several food stalls open doors, and there were guests sitting full of people, loud and smoky. Chen Xiansong's eyes were like torches, and he glanced around, his face became more and more heavy-Xiang Yueheng was gone. This was a straight road, and the two were only a few steps away from each other. Logically speaking, Xiang Yueheng could not run so fast no matter what. His physical strength did not support him to run far.

Chen Xiansong was extremely patient and searched the street again, and even sneaked into every restaurant and the kitchen to investigate. But Xiang Yueheng, who was exhausted and unable to walk away, seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

After searching through this, more than an hour passed. Chen Xiansong knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to kill Xiang Yueheng tonight. However, he could no longer turn out the palm of his hand.

Chen Xiansong still has to go to the aftermath.

He climbed over the wall and returned to the community where Lu Weizhen was. He took the elevator upstairs without any panic and quietly entered Lu Weizhen's house.

The desk lamp was still on, and there was a figure lying on the bed, and the ground was covered in disarray.

Chen Xiansong breathed lightly, and did not look on the bed. He rolled up his sleeves and seized the time to work. He went to the kitchen to find a broom and swept the broken glass residue. He looked at the rotten window and took out a ruler to measure the size. He often did this job and had glass at home. He calculated the time for a round trip in his mind, which should be too late.

When Lu Weizhen wakes up tomorrow morning, no trace will be left behind, and she will think that nothing has happened.

This end is smoothed out.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously turned his head to look on the bed.

After returning, I saw the woman for the first time.

His movements stopped.

On the bed, the girl with disheveled hair sat up at some point, holding her knees, her eyes were clear and clear, looking at him with a dazed look. She had been looking at him for a long time.

Chen Xiansong stood straight.

Silent.

Silence like death.

He spoke, "When did you wake up?"

Lu Weizhen shrank slightly back, silent for a few seconds before answering: "When you jumped into the window."

This time, Chen Xiansong was silent. In other words, she only fell into a coma for a few seconds. It was him who was careless.

It was not that I had encountered such a situation before, but it was very, very few. He had only encountered it once. People had different physiques. A very small number of people who were hit may not fall into a coma, or woke up quickly, and would not cause amnesia. An old man he had saved before was like this. But the old man didn't ask anything or say anything, but just bowed deeply to him. After that, no news about him spread to the light and materialistic world of normal people.

Chen Xian let go of his wrist and threw the broom into the corner of the wall, and leaned firmly.

Lu Weizhen shrank again and thought to himself that this man threw away a bit of momentum when he threw a broom.

Chen Xiansong pulled a chair and sat down opposite the bed, with his back straight and his hands flat on the armrests. He asked, "Do you remember what happened before?"

Lu Weizhen secretly looked at his face, calm, without joy or anger, and could not see through it.

"Remember..." she whispered, pointing to his waist, "You pulled out...well, a magic sword from there and chopped the monster."
Chapter completed!