The priest is a loser

The sound of rain was pattering, as if he was in a deserted place. Mu Changxian was tense, but he could only hear the sound of rainwater falling on the sword.

Subconsciously, he pulled Liu Qiu'an behind him with a slight airflow, and his mouth tightened. He quickly recalled the opponent's attack method in his mind. At the very moment, the long sword was horizontally above his jaw, narrowly blocking the opponent's strength. It's a trick to make money.

The dust-free white boots sank half a finger deep into the mud, with a few spots of mud stains on it. The woman took advantage of the slender man entangled Mu Changxian, stretched her right arm, three plum blossom darts appeared in the empty palm, and leaned over to fly in the rain. Walking around behind Mu Changxian, with a wave of his right arm, the three plum-blossom darts cut through the rain curtain, the tracks intersected, and the raindrops spun and retreated, all heading towards Liu Qiu'an.

Mu Changxian noticed the strangeness behind him, and his heart burned like a fire. With a low drink, he cut off the long sword of the man and cut it into his shoulder. The man screamed and fell into the rain. Withdrawing the sword, he turned back and hugged the person behind him into his arms, raising the white clothes, like a flash in the pan, fleeting for a while.

Hearing Mu Changxian's muffled snort, Liu Qiu'an was stunned for a moment, and slowly let go of his brows that were tightly frowned due to the severe pain. The man let out a long roar, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he pulled it out and fell into his own flesh and blood. With the long sword, he stood up crookedly again,

Liu Qiuan suddenly looked back, there seemed to be sharp blades in his eyes, and a strange totem slowly climbed up his cheeks, the man seemed to have been taken out of his soul in an instant, and he maintained the posture of cutting people, seeing Liu Qiuan flashing blood With his eyes, his pupils narrowed quickly, and he blurted out in horror: "Liuzi..."

When he opened his mouth to make a sound, Liu Qiuan had already come to him, twisted his wrist with his backhand, and snatched the long sword that belonged to Mu Changxian from his hand amidst the sound of bones cracking, but in an instant, he was gone. First different place.

The head fell to the ground, splashing a puddle of muddy water.

The man didn't even react, his face was still full of shock, his mouth was open and trembling slightly.It seems to be silently saying a word 'an' that has not yet been exported.

Blood sprayed out from the flat cut of the neck, and fell to the ground together with the rain, turning this place into a purgatory on earth.

With a dull pain in his back, Mu Changxian supported his body and softly called forward: "Qiuan..."

Holding the long sword in his hand, Liu Qiu'an turned around and returned to him. Seeing his lifeless eyes, he blinked happily, then pinched his sleeve and wiped the sticky black blood around his eyes, which seemed to be careless. He said to him, "Don't move, I'll be right back."

Mu Changxian hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Seeing the sudden turn of the situation, the woman who wielded the hidden weapon wanted to run away. She turned her head and saw Liu Qiuan who was chasing her. She was horrified and threw a few plum darts. Fell in the mud.

At the same time that she was about to get up in a panic, the icy sword's edge was already attached to her neck, and she stopped immediately, looking at Liu Qiu'an from bottom to top.

Liu Qiu'an raised his eyes and glanced at the Chi-kiss wooden plaque on her waist, and said, "You didn't come here because of the Chi-kiss meeting, but who instructed you?"

A strong murderous aura filled her whole body, and she opened her mouth in horror.But at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew past, Liu Qiu'an's eyelashes moved slightly, and he quickly backed away.

But a leaf was inserted into the woman's throat. She opened her eyes wide suddenly, her eye sockets were about to burst, and there was a strange gurgling sound from her throat. Liu Qiu'an's shadow was clearly reflected in her pupils, and the emerald green leaf tail was still floating slightly in the rain.

Liu Qiu'an turned his head to look into the depths of the jungle, and then glanced at the woman who was gradually losing her breath.

With a rough guess about the mastermind behind the scenes in his heart, he retreated to Mu Changxian's side, and saw that he was really standing still and waiting for him to come back.

The corners of her mouth raised slightly involuntarily, she grabbed his arm and put it on her shoulder, and put her right hand on his waist carefully so as not to touch his wound.

Looking at Mu Changxian whose consciousness was already blurred, Liu Qiuan sighed and said, "Look at your current appearance... let's go!"