The male sword fairy in the feminist world

Chapter 739 The Girl
The girl intensified the speed and density of the magic sword, but it couldn't stop the soul-dwelling body's footsteps at all.

The soul-dwelling body held the book in one hand, and stretched out the other hand to the girl.

The sword strike stopped, and the girl might not have the strength to organize the attack for the time being. The high-frequency sword strikes almost exhausted her strength, and now it was the turn of the soul-dwelling body to serve. Chu Qing had a strong premonition that if the soul-dwelling body was allowed to attack, the girl would inevitably will die from this blow.

"Since it is too late to find spring, there is no need to be sad and resentful."

Chu Qing, who forcibly entered the stage, opened her arms and stopped in front of Qihun, with an expression as if saying "I don't accept the embarrassing poem".

"Huh? Du Mu's poem, what's the next sentence..." Qi Hunti quickly flipped through the book in his hand, and taking advantage of his interest, Chu Qing turned his head and winked at the girl, making her run for her life.

The girl behind him was quite surprised to see Chu Qing's appearance, and her pupils dilated.Wanted to say something but didn't say it.

"The crimson falls in the strong wind, and the green leaves turn into shadows and cover the branches... It's a good poem!"

Before the words finished, the soul-dwelling body waved his sharp claws, almost flying Chu Qing's head, the young man immediately felt his scalp tingling, his legs trembling all the time, and he tremblingly said: "There is no such thing as you, playing with buttonholes Zhuzi, it’s just a poem, there’s no need to check books and cheat, but also beat people out of their brains..."

Chu Qing didn't dare to take his eyes off the soul-dwelling body, so he couldn't confirm whether the girl had escaped. He hoped to delay for a while, so he continued: "Wait until Qiu comes, September [-]th..."

"I know this one."

The soul-dwelling body stretched out its sharp claws, directly piercing through Chu Qing's body.

"When my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers will kill them."

Chu Qing realized that she was really doomed this time.

Clothes and skin were pierced by sharp claws, which was an absolutely irresistible force. The young man felt that his body was just a lump of flesh and blood supported by bones, extremely fragile.

This was very strange, the unbearable pain tormented every inch of nerves, and blood flowed from his mouth, but Chu Qing, who was shrouded in death, realized that he hadn't really been alive until this moment.

Chu Qing thought of the girl behind her. If she could be saved, her life that was about to end would be meaningful.

Therefore, he held the thick arm of the soul-dwelling body instead, and tried his best not to let this sharp claw leave his body.

I hope that the girl can live, there is no reason, Chu Qing just hopes so, not out of any special emotion, but this way of death may be more meaningful than jumping into the river.It's a pity that I can't experience the feeling of bungee jumping once in this life.

"Run!!!!"

Enduring the pain, Chu Qing firmly held the arm of the soul-dwelling body with both hands, and turned her face slightly, but she didn't see the girl's face, but shouted loudly with the last of her strength: "Run!!!"

"You guy..."

The living soul body looked down at Chu Qing's eyes, and he hesitated a little, as if recalling the past.

The girl didn't do what Chu Qing said, but stood there with her eyes closed.But Chu Qing didn't see this scene, and was still screaming non-stop.

The soul-dwelling body took out the sharp claws from Chu Qing's body with only a slight force. The moment the sharp claws left the body, Chu Qing fell to the ground, and his vision began to blur. What, he had no way of knowing, the rain kept pouring on his body, it was so cold.The mind begins to lose consciousness, and it turns out that this is death.

Dad, Mom, I'll see you soon.

Chu Qing gradually closed her eyes.The slightly undulating chest became calm, and the blood stained the rain on his body.

Yet the fight went on, and the time he had bought was not in vain.

(End of this chapter)