no one knows better than me

After an afterimage leaped out, it intercepted the mysterious cloaked man ten feet away, and immediately began to fight him, trying to see his face under the cloak clearly.

This is the first time for Zhuang Qingliu to see Mei Hualan use ten percent of her cultivation without reservation, so her figure has almost reached the point of bewitching, and the man in the cloak can catch her moves coherently , always keeping the cloak on his face from being lifted off.

Obviously, this person is very strong.

Even the rain that spewed out in a line around the two of them seemed to be slightly distorted, avoiding them invisibly, and the splitting and flashing lightning flashes barely shone into the fighting circle of the two of them.

Zhuang Qingliu was focusing all his attention on the front, when suddenly there was a sharp sound of breaking the wind behind him!

——Boom!

I don't know when Lan Song, who was covered in blood, rushed over. His eyes had turned pink, and a spirit sword pierced Zhuang Qingliu's throat.

Zhuang Qingliu sharply raised his sword at the moment when the wind came, and easily pressed his back against Lan Song's sword...but suddenly his whole body was thrown away.

"..."

Lan Song has cultivation, and this sword is special. Zhuang Qingliu only has a little spiritual power enough to cut his fingers, and he is completely unable to fight against it.

At the critical moment, the plum blossom ring, whose figure was spinning extremely fast in the rainwater on the ground, retreated as soon as it touched it, and a pale golden spirit rope quickly sprang out from the palm of his hand, pulling back Zhuang Qingliu who was blown away.

However, the fight between the boss and the mysterious man could not be more distracting. Zhuang Qingliu faced Lan Song's stabbing spirit sword again, so she had to twist her waist strangely, allowing him to stab in the air - and then walked away with a flexible coquettish Bit, hide and hide, hide and hide!

Mei Hualan is outrageous, she usually asks to borrow more spiritual power to show off her power as a big boss, but now she can't even borrow it!

Zhuang Qingliu made another extreme dodge——呵啦!

Almost twisted my waist!

Lan Song has already mastered his skills, and his moves are skillful and sharp, forcing Zhuang Qingliu to jump up and down in the dark night.

Zhuang Qingliu was very tired, and felt that he was the swordsmanship that he practiced killing people this night? !Even though she was so hot before, when she came to kill her, she became a master of swordsmanship!

"I said, is it great to have spiritual power?!" Zhuang Qingliu fell flat on the ground, dodged Lan Song and slashed, too tired to get up, and said, "Why don't you use spiritual power to fight me one-on-one? Like this In order to feel happy, try?"

Lan Song pierced the ground coldly with his sword—crash!He pierced the ground with lightning-like terrifying cracks.

This is so fucking tiring!

Zhuang Qingliu rolled in a spiral on the ground, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Boss, Panpan, I'm Mei!"

"—Can you do it!"

The corners of Mei Hualan's eyes twitched strangely as she fought with the mysterious cloak to form an afterimage.

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly stopped hiding, and said flatly: "You woman, if you can't—"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a loud and crisp sound from the front left—the mysterious man in the cloak was blown away by the plum blossom ring!

This is the first time!

Zhuang Qingliu was overjoyed, and immediately the salted fish turned around and spun up into the ground - it turned out that the effect was so good!

She was on the move again in an instant, and while hiding from Lan Song, she shouted "Mei Mei, Pan Pan, my boss" in a string, and at the same time, all kinds of sassy words poured into Mei Hualan's ears one after another, and finally slipped out of her mouth Suddenly came out a sentence: "Come on! For my waist! Can a woman with a bad waist be able to do it in the future? Don't you worry about it?!"

"..."

For a moment...except for the plum blossoms, the mysterious black-cloaked man and the killing machine Lan Song seemed to be stimulated by Zhuang Qingliu—the mysterious cloaked man flicked his wrist and missed; Lan Song was full of murderous aura and moved quickly three times!

No matter what this time... Zhuang Qingliu couldn't escape.

After a very brief hesitation, Mei Hualan focused on two things - she lifted the mysterious man's cloak with a sword like lightning, and when she raised her hand in the air, she loosened her sword and retreated, using her bare hands to block Lan Song for Zhuang Qingliu. prick.

However, the moment the black curtain in front of the cloaked man was raised, Zhuang Qingliu's face suddenly changed!

The light of the floating lamp and sword lighted up violently, and what was exposed behind the cloak turned out to be her own face!

In the blink of an eye, Mei Hualan froze for a moment—Puff!

Lan Song pierced her body with a sword.

Zhuang Qingliu stretched out his hand suddenly with a drastic change in expression, and quickly hugged her into his arms. At the same time, "that face" that was exactly the same as her smiled secretly, and his figure rose and fell, and disappeared into the night in the suburbs.

After Mei Hualan took a breath in Zhuang Qingliu's arms, she hugged her and rotated slightly, avoiding Lan Song who was still making a move, and quickly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, you will only suffer pain in the void, and the injury will be gone after you go out." will disappear!"

As she spoke, she finally forced Zhuang Qingliu to escape ten feet away, pressed her forehead against her, and said quickly: "Draw the magic pattern that we came in and you will be able to go out, hurry up!"

It was raining heavily, and Lan Song came from behind the rain curtain in no time.

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes fell on Mei Hualan's arm that could no longer be raised, and he took a quick snapshot with his hand, almost drawing an afterimage in the air like lightning, and then quickly wiped it-Boom!

The last thunderbolt strikes!Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan disappeared into this void at the last moment when Lan Song's sword wind pierced them.

The world spun around for a while, the dazzling light shone into the eyes, and the two finally returned to reality.

But the next moment, Zhuang Qingliu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly looked ugly... because the injury on Mei Hualan's lower abdomen has not disappeared!

The author has something to say: Because of the large number of words in this chapter, I have rewritten it many, many times, but there are still typos and incomprehensible places.But I am really dizzy and very dizzy. If there is an obvious obstacle to fluency, can you catch a bug with me first?