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Chapter 72 String and Weizhen (3)

The banshee was stunned when she hit the person. She didn't expect that the other party's companion would plot, nor did she expect that she would succeed! But she didn't feel any joy now. She looked at the man standing behind the big green dragon, tall and thin, standing with her hands down, without saying a word, but she looked unfathomable and her aura was forcing!

When will the banshee not leave now? When will the banshee move back quietly.

At this moment, the man heard two words whispering: "Return to the position."

Lu Weizhen was stunned, and her waist was lighter. Her eyes suddenly opened wide and she wanted to grab it. However, the sword flew out of the scabbard so fast that it suddenly passed through the mesh between the demon-binding rope and flew towards the man behind her.

She heard him catch the sword.

The next second, a dazzling white light suddenly exploded from behind her. Lu Weizhen only felt a gust of cold wind blowing by the back of her neck, her mind was blank, and she closed her eyes in an instant.

No pain came.

The white light dissipates.

Lu Weizhen slowly opened his eyes and saw that the banshee not far away had been split into two halves, covered with flesh and blood, and died in a tragic way, and he had no choice but to die.

She didn't move.

The man behind him didn't move either.

No one speaks.

There was silence around.

Lu Weizhen slowly let out a breath and turned around.

The night was dark and the vision was blurred. "Xu Zhiyan" stood only three or four meters away from her, holding a lightsword and pointing his sword to the point below. It was obviously the same face, but when Lu Weizhen saw those eyes, he knew who he was.

All the light was sunk in the black eyes, and she looked ruthless and resolute.

Lu Weizhen heard himself say, "Pick off the mirror, don't kill me in his face."

Finally I understood. What he rushed to Jiangcheng, what he defected to the master's sect, what other marriages were asking for help, I was afraid that it was all his tricks. Yes, how could he endure humiliation and retreat? When did he retreat?

Chen Xiansong was silent for a moment, raised his hand and gently wiped it on his chest, and took the mirror back into his waist bag.

He was wearing black clothes and stood in front of her.

Lu Weizhen suddenly felt strange. The person in front of him was much thinner than before, and his facial features were deeper and harder. The black clothes were also a little empty. It was as if it was already the last life that she had met him.

Chen Xiansong's Adam's apple rolled for a moment, his voice was as quiet as the winter frost and snow fell: "Leave your name."

Lu Weizhen suddenly laughed. In Chen Xiansong's eyes, the smile was really ugly than crying. After laughing, she said, "Wait a minute, I have something to ask - Xu Jialai, where are Gao Sen and Xu Zhiyan? Have you killed them?" At the end of the conversation, it was already cold.

Chen Xiansong looked into her eyes and said, "I'm still alive. You didn't kill Lin Jingbian that day, I'll give you this."

Lu Weizhen said: "Thank you, thank you."

He said nothing. His five fingers holding the sword slowly tightened, and light gradually floated and flickered on the black and mottled sword body.

Lu Weizhen seemed to have not seen it and asked again: "So today you planned to do something? You can kill two birds with one stone? Those monsters who escaped were discovered by you and attracted concentration with pigs and mutton. Xu Jialai was the most reckless. You can kill the return dog with bare hands and get the transforming mirror and demon-binding rope while she was alone. It is not difficult for you to fight unprepared battles, you will only get all other magical tools before you come to me, so the second one is Gao Sen. Finally, it is me."

Chen Xiansong only answered one word: "Yes."

Lu Weizhen's heart was like soaking in the frost of nine days. However, he smiled on his face and nodded, "I'm too self-righteous and thought you would never be able to turn over anyway. But he didn't expect that you could turn around with your hands empty. It's amazing, so amazing."

Even though she tried her best to endure it, tears slowly filled her eyes, and her vision was so blurred that it was almost impossible to see clearly. Chen Xiansong looked at her eyes, without a single expression on her face.

"Lu Weizhen." He shouted this name.

Lu Weizhen sucked his nose hard, and his tone was extremely simple: "Say."

"Remember what I said?"

Lu Weizhen's tears fell silently along his cheeks, but his eyes were clear and firm: "What do you mean?"

Chen Xiansong raised the tip of the sword and pointed it straight at her: "If one day you violate morality and betray me, what would I do?"
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