Counterattack Xiaoxian

Fortunately, there were fewer and fewer suitable stones on the river bank. Feng Gui cast a few more rounds, but were stopped by half of the boys, who ordered several of them to leave the team.

Ji Lingchu took advantage of the gap to quickly recover his energy, wondering if Monkey was going to bring in reinforcements?

Not long after, those Feng Gui came back and played with the Gui group for a while. After that, only half of the boys were seen rising up from the air and jumping towards the river.

As if to cover him, Feng Gui launched a new round of throwing battle. The time was just right. When a large number of stones fell, half of the boy also arrived. He tied a long vine around his waist. He was probably afraid of water. .

The person who wished he could skin and bones was right in front of him. He was full of hatred, laughing maniacally and chopping his hands repeatedly.

Ji Lingchu wiped out the stone bullets with one stroke of his sword. He could no longer avoid the latter's attack, so he could only stand firm and bear it.

The first palm hit his chest, and he spat out a mouthful of blood mist. The second palm hit his heart, and he shouted "Golden Bell Cover Iron Shirt". The third palm... half of a boy's head. Fell into the river.

Facing a strong enemy, Ji Lingchu found it difficult to resist, but he always kept his head clear. While being beaten, he cut off the cane with a clever knife. Half of the boy used too much force and suddenly overturned the car.

Ji Lingchu was at the end of his crossbow and was exhausted. He half-knelt on the reef with his sword in his hand, watching the Gui Qun, guarding against them taking the opportunity to burst out. However, the Gui Qun only jumped back and forth and did not dare to attack.

He felt as if all the bones in his body were cracking, and his chest felt extremely tight. He looked at the Saint and found that the top of her head was steaming with heat, as if he had reached a critical moment.

"Now that we've killed the leader, it's time to stop, right?" He just thought, but saw a huge rock rising from the turbulence near the shore.

The huge rock was as big as an elephant's body, and then it collapsed. A figure broke out of the water and jumped onto the river bank. It was half a boy.

This...crossing the river by feeling the stones? Ji Lingchu thought he had seen it wrong. Not to mention how disappointed he was, he wanted to rush over and kick him down.

The two sides fought for a long time and exhausted all their methods. When night fell, Ji Lingchu never took a step back and remained firmly on the rock, like a pillar in the huge waves.

The noise on the shore gradually died down, and the wind shrank and gathered into a pile, humming densely in the darkness. Occasionally, only a few children's resentful and unwilling roars could be heard.

"Feng Gui can't see anything at night. We are safe for the time being." The saint's voice came from behind.

Ji Ling felt relieved after hearing this for the first time, as if his backbone had been ripped out, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Just rest, it'll be okay."

He was indeed exhausted and barely waved his arms, not wanting to move at all.

When he regained his strength, he looked up and saw the sky full of stars. In the blur, he could only see a thin figure standing tall, looking at the night sky, as if he was intoxicated.

In such a situation, it seemed unattractive to disturb him, so he said nothing more, silently thinking about his thoughts, a little scared, and worried about what happened to Teng Biao and the Mountain Boar King now, but in the end he was heartless and was instantly captured by the magnificent Attracted by the stars.

In the far and boundless universe, there is a faint and clear light, shining with cold light, like an amber honey lake filled with magnificent gems, so close, yet so far...

"Does it look good?" Suddenly the saint broke the silence and asked coldly.

"So beautiful......!"

"Well, it couldn't be more beautiful. Although this scene is ordinary, I can't get enough of it."

"No way, it's not normal. You can hardly see it in my hometown."

The saint turned back and said: "How could it be like this? It's a pity that good nights are short and will pass in the blink of an eye."

Ji Lingchu played with his fingers and whispered: "Are you worried that we will be in danger again at dawn? Don't worry, as long as I am here, I will still beat them until they are full of teeth."

The saint had long been accustomed to his nonsense and glared at him: "I told you to run away earlier, why didn't you run away?"

"Where to escape? Besides, I can't leave you alone."

"why?"

"You are a woman and I am a man. Besides, we have feelings."

"Shut up!" The saint kicked him over, but her eyes were sparkling, as if they were about to drip.

It wasn't painful or itchy. Ji Lingchu didn't bother to hide. He just chuckled and asked, "I haven't seen you scared since I met you. Do you always fight like this?"

"Fighting and killing? Are you playing house like a child, or do you think others are just as idle as you?"

"Do you think I am willing?" Ji Lingchu thought to himself and sighed: "I mean, I was happy along the way. Who would have expected that after killing these guys, I don't know how many people will survive now."

The saint was speechless for a long time, and slowly said: "The Yao Shrine is worshiped by all people, and it is necessary to protect the peace of the country. It is a trivial matter to sacrifice one's life. Even if you die a hundred times, you will have no regrets, but..."

Maybe it was the night playing matchmaker, maybe it was the reminiscence of past events, a touch of sadness frowned on the tip of his eyebrows: "Since I was a child, I have often thought about why our people are so difficult. Born here, we not only have to compete with wild beasts for food. , we must always be on guard against the intrusion of powerful enemies, which is extremely difficult. Every time I think about it, there will be killings one after another, and bloodshed one after another, without interruption...!"

The speed of his words gradually became slower, but Ji Lingchu felt as if his heart was being moved. It was the first time he saw this tenacious woman showing her fragile side.

However, this vulnerability was fleeting. She smiled coldly and said: "But the people of God Yao cannot be insulted lightly. No matter who wants us to bow our heads, they must pay with their lives."

"I think..." Ji Lingchu's face froze, feeling that it was not easy to answer this. After all, his identity was also very embarrassing.

He decided to show some of the experience of a college student and the knowledge of Blue Star people, and still said: "I think peace is the most important thing in everything. There is no need to have to fight to the death. Even enemies can sit down and negotiate and formulate some rules. Rules bring order, which is good for everyone.”

The saint asked in surprise: "Is this what Xidongtian taught you?"

Ji Lingchu was a fake and didn't dare to say yes, so he whispered: "I thought about it myself..."

"Hmph! Childish, you should say this to Chong Fengjun."

Ji Lingchu was sweating and felt very embarrassed. He stood up and pointed at the starry sky and said: "I don't know, maybe you are right, but if there are some things that you can't even think about, how can they be realized? Just like I know there are still many things in the world. There is something called fireworks, which is far more dazzling than the starry sky tonight. I will take you to see it if I have the chance."

"Fireworks?" The saint murmured, seemingly not caring, and looked into the distance again. The river wind blew her long hair, like a fairy from the dust...

After that, the two of them neither talked nor fell asleep. They stood back to back and waited quietly for the arrival of dawn.