The decent boss always wants to attack me

"you know me?"

Those vines retracted like an electric shock, and then continuously grew new branches from the wall to wrap around him.

The eyeball began to tremble violently.

The gravel and dead leaves on the ground also shook together, the ground shook and the mountains shook, Bai Qing grabbed a vine beside him to stabilize his figure.

This decision was obviously wrong, the more the eyeballs trembled, the more the vines twisted, and he felt his body vacated in the darkness.

There was a faint light in the corner of his eyes, and he was overjoyed.

When that sword light appeared in front of his eyes, it wiped out all the darkness, and the surroundings seemed to be daylight, and even split open the corner of the exit that was finally exposed in the corner of the corner of the eye.

Hot breath spewed on the earlobe: "Master, you are too messy."

Before he finished speaking, the man held the sword and stabbed at the monster's eyeball without any hesitation.

By coincidence, Bai Qing stretched out his hand to stop Chu Xiu just as the tip of the sword was pointing at the eyeball.

And he directly blocked his sword with his hands.

it cried.

Chu Xiu suddenly withdrew his hand, and the thin and cold-looking sharp blade had already landed in the palm of the man.

In less than half a second, the fresh blood dripped onto the dry leaves and was blurred into a mass of dark black viscous liquid.

Taking advantage of this time, the eye disappeared in front of them with a whoosh.

The breath around Chu Xiu was a little cold.

He pursed his lips and asked, "What are you doing?"

When Chu Xiu didn't call him young master, he was probably in a bad mood.

Bai Qing pretended to be deaf with a guilty conscience.

I didn't think about it when I made the shot, and now I realize that I missed the perfect opportunity to make the shot.

The young master was also a little regretful, but his hand was suddenly pulled over.

Although Chu Xiu had just unloaded most of his strength in time, how could the power of the fairy sword tempered by Ling Jin be underestimated.

A gloomy face was completely melted into the darkness, but the movements of his hands were unexpectedly gentle.

Bai Qing felt that Chu Xiu was crazy.

At this time, he still has the mind to bandage himself here?

The deafening roar filled the eardrums again, and the dense vines receded to the side one after another, leaving an entrance half a person's height for them.

The strips of cloth torn from the hem of the clothes were pulled by Bai Qing, and he wrapped them around his hands a few times at will. As if he didn't feel any pain, he used the hand that was scratched by the sword to pull Chu Xiu past him and jumped in.

There was a sticky wet feeling from the palm, and a lot of blood oozes out of the messy cloth.

The tails of Chu Xiu's long and narrow eyes were raised slightly, and there was a cold light in his pupils. He stared intently at the pale hand, and his fingertips on the hilt of the sword brushed the exquisitely carved cirrus patterns, humming softly.

The two quickly entered the high wall.

There was no glare of sunlight in front of my eyes, nor was there any appalling scene of cannibalism as imagined.

The fog was so thick that even the facial features of the people around him could not be seen clearly.

Bai Qing's complexion was not very good, roars and screams continued to come from the thick white mist, in all directions, endlessly.

He heard Mo Cong shouting loudly outside the door: "Everyone, go in quickly!!"

The body froze for a moment, and the burning feeling not far from the back rushed towards him quickly, like a crossbow arrow burning with fire, the tip of the arrow was threatening to swallow everything and annihilate it, it was extremely dangerous.

He reacted very quickly, and suddenly leaned back, a long red light with no visible source brushed against his skirt, and a burning smell spread into his nostrils.

With a tight wrist, Bai Qing was pulled over before he could straighten up.

The tone of the person beside him was dissatisfied: "It's very dangerous."

"It's okay, my dodge skill is already at full level."

The continuous tightening of his wrists was telling Bai Qing the displeasure of the people around him, but the young master had no time to take care of it.

The unknown red thread that had just ironed out a hole in his skirt was frantically shining in the mist like a laser light.

Countless red lines criss-crossed in front of my eyes, and the land swept by them was covered with scorched black streaks, and the hissing sound was accompanied by the sound of rocks cracking.

Bai Qing's pupils tightened suddenly, and he shouted at the disciple who was rushing here: "Don't come here!! Go back!!!"

A hard, strip-shaped object stuck to the sole of the boot, like a wooden stick, and the soft touch from the forefoot made Bai Qing's scalp tingle, and a chill rose from the sole of the foot.

Corpse parts and bones.

The group of blue-clothed disciples and the ringing of the bracelet bells approached, and in the white fog, someone was vaguely seen trying to split the exit of the vine with a sword.

Bai Qing lowered his head and cursed angrily, then rushed over there.

His shoulders were pinned down, and the man took him back with force in his hands. Chu Xiu asked with a smile, "Master, where are you going?"

This sentence made Bai Qing very angry.

Normally, he would probably tell Chu Xiu well, but this situation is not the time to play childish temper.

The whistling wind continued, but instead he pulled Chu Xiu to avoid another red line, and said in a deep voice, "You can't let them in."

Chu Xiu wrapped the cloth in his palm calmly, and said lazily, "It's too late."

Grass.

Bai Qing pushed him away, and when he rushed to the entrance of the cave, many disciples had already entered.

Chu Xiu's voice behind him was unhurried, with a hint of reason: "They are here for training, and it's not appropriate to see you working hard in front alone."

The eldest young master froze, rushed to the rattan gate and shouted: "The disciples who have cultivated above the middle stage of the golden core are all guarded outside the gate, and they are not allowed to enter!"

The speed of the twisting and closing of the vines was extremely fast, and the disciple who was responsible for cutting off the growing and spreading vines immediately withdrew his sword upon hearing this.

Before the order could reach the door, several people were stuck at the door and could not move.

The vine with thorns danced wildly again, rolled up those disciples out of thin air and flung them into the air suddenly, with the appearance of wanting to grind them into pieces of meat.

Bai Qing drew out his long sword without hesitation, but saw that several figures had already flashed in the air, and even the human puppet made of black light black iron also went up to meet him.

After saving one of the disciples, Chu Xiu put his sword back into its sheath, and tiptoed lightly back to Bai Qing's side, with an indifferent expression on his face, as if he wasn't the one who made the move just now.

After several face-to-face efforts, the tacit understanding between the two sects silently rose to a higher level.

Not long after landing, those restless red lines swept across the crowd again.

Mo Cong pulled out the puppet to dodge, and the red thread pulled out a long, hideous gash on the well-maintained puppet. She frowned slightly, and a trace of anger appeared on her beautiful face.

She actually wants to fight back!

When the female cultivators of the Hundred Souls Sect saw that their senior sister was angry, their ears were filled with the sound of silver bells, and they picked up their puppets and tried to climb the red line.

I don't know who it is who just said not to act recklessly.

Bai Qing suddenly became one head and two big, and he led a few disciples of his sect to hide while reminding: "Miss Mo, don't get excited, and do the investigation after finding a safe place."

"Yes, senior sister, if the puppet is broken, wait until you go back and find the master to help you fix it. It seems that the situation here is too bad, we'd better be careful!"

Finally, someone who understands comes out.

These red lines appeared fiercely, but they were born in the fog and couldn't see the source clearly. If they wanted to make a move, they had to disperse the fog.

Bai Qing didn't care about what Mo Cong was going to do, and led his disciples forward quickly. It would be good if he could protect himself at this time.

While pretending to be calm and comforting others, while worrying about saving one's life, it is really exhausting.

Chu Xiu, the serious protagonist, acted like he had nothing to do with me, and I was only responsible for sticking to the young master, which made him feel even worse.

What about letting the protagonist show off? ?

No one told him what to do when the protagonist doesn't want to show off!

"Fengsong!!"

Feng Song used his sword blade to push away a cloud of white mist, his eyes became clear for a while, and then the mist gathered together again.

He tilted his head to avoid the laser beam, rushed to his side and asked, "Brother?"

Bai Qing said in a low voice: "After you go to the end, look at those juniors who are only golden cores, and be sure to pay attention to safety!"

The broken hair on his forehead was still very long, covering half of his eyes, but in Bai Qing's eyes, he was no longer the sinister villain that he looked at before.

Feng Song's personality is the same as his swordsmanship, mature and steady, worthy of entrustment.

Sure enough, he didn't ask any more questions, and rushed to the end of the team, helping a few single disciples from time to time.

In the past few years at Qiwumen, I have not exercised anything else, but my physical fitness has improved a lot, not only for escape, but also for worrying about being exposed in front of Chu Xiu.

Even if this body is injured again, it will not be so weak, and even the ability to endure (disguise) pain is much stronger.

Chu Xiu insisted on staying to the left of Bai Qing, stopped those red lines, ran very easily, and even had time to ask him.

"Master, does your hand still hurt?"

"Be careful, master."

"Come here."

"Come to me."

His voice to call young master was so low that only Bai Qing could hear him, but all his disciples could see him wrapping around Bai Qing.

"Junior brother, I also feel it's dangerous, why don't you come and stand next to me for a while?"

Chu Xiu rolled his eyes at him: "You don't have long legs, so you can't hide?"

"Brother!! Junior brother bullied me!!"

Bai Qing was about to collapse from their leisurely demeanor as if they were walking in their own courtyard.

He lowered his voice: "What are you doing here?"

The snarky disciple shut down in time, and when the senior brother was angry, even the younger ones didn't dare to provoke him, let alone them.

From the outside, it was hard to see how much land the vines surrounded. They had been running for a long time, and they hadn't even seen a single living person.

Strangely, the miserable screams heard outside the wall continued, and the direction could not be discerned, but it was mixed with more and more roars.

That's not a sound that humans can make.

The crisp and sweet bell came from behind, and Bai Qing took the time to look back.

You could tell by the look on her face that she hadn't succeeded.

Who would have thought that the first thing she said would be: "Mr. Bai, I'm afraid we have to speed up, because when we traced the extremely lethal red line, we provoked monsters."

Bai Qing: "..."

Can you dig a little more? ?

As if to verify the truth of Mo Cong's words, there were waves of ferocious roars coming from behind, one after another.

Bai Qing's eyes darkened.

Not just one, but a whole bunch of them! !

The roar sounded like a trumpet blowing, and the echoes wafted back and forth around this foggy land.

As if discussing, there was a deafening roar directly in front of them.