Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

"No matter what, this is our only clue." Looking at the message from Hualin, Uncle Yang analyzed calmly, "Judging from the message, Hualin seems to be fine, but... ....”

"But Hualin was captured by the Star Core Hunters!" Yue Yue became anxious, looking at Uncle Yang's anxious face and said, "Is this still no big deal?"

Seeing how anxious Yue Yue was, Uncle Yang and Xing looked at each other and said thoughtfully: "In that case, let's go to the Linyuan Realm now. But before that..."

Uncle Yang turned around, pushed up his glasses and looked into the distance. He vaguely saw a pink girl talking to a phantom.

"Are we... going to find Lord Taibu and the others?" Xingye followed Uncle Yang's line of sight, but only saw Fu Xuan's pink figure - the general's shadow hidden in the night. .

"Well... Kafka has run away. If we leave now without saying goodbye, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain it by then."

"Then why are you standing still? Go quickly."

As soon as Uncle Yang finished speaking, Yue Yue began to urge anxiously, and at the same time, he grabbed Xing's hand and ran towards the Taibu duo.

"Young people are still really energetic." Uncle Yang sighed secretly, and at the same time followed Miss Tingyun, who had been in a daze.

......

"Are you just trying to entertain the family and deliberately resort to such methods?!"

I don’t know how long, around the scale abyss realm.

Hualin collapsed on the ground with some exhaustion, and beside him, he looked at Hualin quietly, holding the blade of the sword in his arms.

"Ah - ha -" Hualin took a few deep breaths. He really didn't understand why Xianzhou had such a humid air, just like the sea. Hualin felt uncomfortable all over when the breeze blew.

"Hey, let me tell you." Hualin sat up from the ground with some difficulty, looked at the blade and complained, "Can't you say a word to me? Kafka just arranged for me to circle around the island, and asked you to follow me. Can't you just talk to me? I remember you're not mute either!"

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"Okay, I admit it, I admit defeat." Hualin simply lay down on the ground, closed his eyes and prepared to rest for a while, but...

A sound broke through the air, and Hualin quickly opened his eyes, only to see the blade holding the Zhili sword in his backhand and stabbing Hualin in the face. Hualin didn't panic. He wiped his hands on the ground and moved his body quickly to avoid Ah Ren's sword.

"Hey, hey, hey." Hualin stood up from the ground like a carp, then took out the double-headed dragon gun and stared at the blade and said, "Kafka asked you to supervise me to prevent me from running away, not to prevent me from running away. I'm lazy, is it necessary?"

"The momentum...has been achieved!" Blade did not directly answer Hualin, but twisted his two fingers across the Zhili Sword.

Following Ah Ren's movements, a strange light flashed across Zhili Jianjian's body, and it was also filled with evil aura.

"Everything...returned!"

The blade suddenly slashed towards Hualin. Hualin didn't panic. With a move of his wrist, the tip of the spear was lightly lifted and hit the Zhili sword in Aren's hand.

But Hualin's movements seemed very frivolous, and his wrist waving the spear was weak. The moment the tip of the spear collided with the blade of the sword, Hualin's spear was suppressed.

Ah Ren looked confused and couldn't figure out what Hualin was doing, but he continued to slash, and Hualin also had a teasing smile on his face.

Not good.

This was Ah Ren's first reaction when he saw the smile on Hualin's face.

On the other hand, Hualin, who originally only held the gun with his right hand, also moved his left hand - while the tip of the gun was pressed down, he stretched his left hand behind his back and held the tail of the gun, or...

The tip of the gun on the other end.

The right hand relaxed, and the left hand suddenly pressed down. The entire gun circled around Hualin's body in the vertical direction. The tip of the gun that was originally supported by his right hand slammed directly towards Ah Ren's head.

But Ah Ren did not hide away as Hualin expected, but instead... showed an expression of joy on his face?

What the hell?

A trace of surprise flashed across Hualin's face, but the next second...

The tip of Hualin's spear scratched Ah Ren's back, and Ah Ren's Zili sword also left a cut on Hualin's forearm.

"Tsk, that's a bit tricky." Glancing at his scratched right arm, Hualin suddenly felt that things had become extremely troublesome.

Hualin, on the other hand, is a person who hates trouble.

"Hidden dragon goes to sea!" Without any hesitation, Hualin directly started to use his left hand to dance the tip of the spear. Years of living in the city had taught him to use both hands flexibly, instead of being left-handed or right-handed.

Hualin swung the tip of his spear upward, trying to force Ah Ren to move and take the opportunity to distance himself from Ah Ren, but...

Ah Ren actually wielded the Zhili Sword again and slashed at Hualin!

Are all people who are not afraid of death so brave? Don't you feel pain?

Before Hualin had time to complain, his gun collided with Ah Ren's Zhili sword. Except for a few sparks, the two were in a stalemate.

but......

The evil aura on the blade suddenly became extremely strong, and the force coming from the blade gradually became stronger. Hualin felt bad, and he clenched the handle of the gun and prepared to use force.

"The other side...burial!"

"Long Xiang...Jiuxiao!"

The two of them exerted force at the same time, slashing out a murderous sword aura, while Hualin threw the spear with all his strength.

(Don’t ask, just ask for the full-life A-Ren’s fourth-level passive: e once, a twice, and Hualin hit once.)

Suddenly, there was billowing dust here.

At the same time, Kafka also came here.

When the smoke dissipated, Kafka was also shocked by the scene in front of him: he saw Ah Ren lying on the ground with Hualin's spear stuck in his chest. Looking up, he saw Hualin stepping on Ah Ren. , the right hand is still holding the handle of the gun, while the other...

Only half of the humerus was left in his left arm, and there was a gash on his left chest, which was slowly dripping with blood.

"You..." As soon as Kafka started to speak, he saw the broken bones of Hualin's left arm growing: humerus, ulna, radius...

Within ten seconds, Hualin's left arm had completely grown out, and the scar on his chest had disappeared.

If it weren't for the half-length fabric and blood stains on Hualin's sleeves on the ground, as well as the opening of Hualin's clothes on his chest, Kafka would have thought that what he just saw was an illusion.

On the other hand, Ah Ren, who was lying on the ground, was very peaceful and his sleep quality was very good.

"He won't die, am I remembering correctly?" Hualin suddenly turned to look at Kafka and asked. Only then did Kafka realize that Hualin's face was pale and bloodless.

"Well, you're right." Kafka nodded, and at the same time he was glad that he didn't have a head-on confrontation with Hualin at the beginning.