Du Ling felt that the face was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

He was still examining the person in front of him, when suddenly there was a sound of wind behind him.

Even though Du Ling was injured, he was not less vigilant and immediately turned around to block it.

The long sword pierced through the river wind, threatening to kill him.

The sword almost stabbed him in the heart, but Du Ling slanted and his arm was cut.

But the blade turned and attacked him again.

The sword-wielding boy had a sullen look on his brows, as fierce as a lone wolf, not giving him any chance to breathe.

Du Ling knew this man.

That Lianhuai from the Yueyuelou!

He's not dead yet!

…

…

Hua Wu has moved to a safe position on the shore, and the big brother is squatting in the grass with his arms covered, with only one head exposed.

There were people on board when they got here.

He was forced to be the bait, to attract the attention of those people, and they took the opportunity to attack.

At this moment, watching Du Ling and Lian Huai fight, his heart was full of stormy waves again.

The hunting they said... It was Du Ling who was hunting!

The big brother stared at the situation over there, and couldn't help but glance at Huawu, "Aren't you going to help?"

Hua Wu stood here with a bamboo pole, like a bystander, with no intention of going up to help.

The little girl looked serious, "I believe he can do it himself."

Revenge your own vengeance!

The hostess didn't ask her to do it herself, anyway, the result is no problem.

Big Brother: "…"

He glanced at Lian Huai, who had fallen behind, was this really okay?

Du Ling is the devil who dominates the martial arts!

The eldest brother became worried unconsciously, but he found that Lian Huai would get up no matter how many times he fell to the ground.

It is like a wolf that has been hungry for many days and has finally found its prey.

Either he died today, or the prey died.

Huawu hugged the bamboo pole, full of admiration.

"Isn't it beautiful?"

"Who... who looks good?"

"Lian Huai."

"…"

It's covered in blood and anger... That face is good-looking, but overall, it's not good-looking, right?

Shouldn't you be worried?

Why is she still thinking about whether it looks good or not?

The eldest brother watched the little girl next to him smile more and more strangely, it seemed that the more miserable Lian Huai was, the happier she would be...

abnormal!

So perverted!

The eldest brother was very worried, worried that Lian Huai would be beaten to death by Du Ling.

But he soon found that Du Ling's speed slowed down, which seemed to be a physical injury. Because he was involved in another fight, there was uncontrollable pain, and he did not avoid Lian Huai's attack several times.

There was blood on his body and face.

wow-

Du Ling fell into the river.

The river washed over him, taking away a lot of blood.

Du Ling wanted to get up, but his body became weaker and weaker, and he fell back twice in a row.

The river water soaked through the clothes and clinged tightly to the body.

The wound was washed by the river water, the blood was drained, and the water flowing down was dyed a faint red.

Du Ling reluctantly propped up his body and looked forward.

The young man waded into the water, the sword in his hand pierced the water, a cold light flashed past, and the sharp blade broke through the wind.

Du Ling gritted his teeth: "You guys have taken medicine!"

He remembered his subordinates who suddenly became very incapable of fighting at Zhilai Villa.

Perhaps it was because of his deep internal strength that the drug took effect too slowly, until now.

He wouldn't be so embarrassed, but when he left Zhilai Villa, Feng Zhong got the news from nowhere, and he actually led people to ambush outside.

Being stumbled by Feng Zhong's steps to leave, the group from Zhilai Villa chased after them.

If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been injured so badly.

He thought that he would be able to retreat if he left Zhilai Villa.

Who knew that even the escape route was blocked.

"You are allowed to prescribe medicine, but we are not allowed to prescribe it? Everyone is human, and double standards are not acceptable."

A crisp female voice came from the shore.

Du Ling looked sideways, the little girl was standing on the bank, looking at him with a smile.

The next second, she called softly, "Lian Huai."

As soon as the voice in Du Ling's ear fell, there was a severe tearing pain in his chest, and the icy sword pierced the flesh and pierced his entire heart.

The long sword pulled away.

Du Ling seemed to feel the wind passing through his chest.

chilly...

The cold water seemed to take away all the temperature from him in an instant.

Limbs become cold and numb...

All things in front of him became blurred.

it shouldn't be...

What went wrong.

"If you do too many bad things, you have to be punished." Hua Wu walked from the bank to the water, stood beside Lian Huai, and bent over to look at Du Ling, who had not yet completely lost consciousness, "Are you right?"

"you you…"

Hua Wu raised her foot and stepped him into the water.

The river bank is not deep, but people can still drown their heads if they fall and cannot get up at all.

Du Ling took a few sips of water, his consciousness getting further and further away from him.

In the blurred line of sight, the last picture I saw was the smiling face of the girl, and that smile was indescribably cold and sarcastic...

…

…

Hua Wu was sure that Du Ling was dead and there was no possibility of cheating, so he released him.

The sword in Lian Huai's hand loosened, and his body fell down.

Hua Wu quickly caught him, and her body was pulled back by the weight, and she was forced to sit in the water.

Lian Huai groped in the water, got the sword, and slowly put it in front of him. He held it so hard that he couldn't see the blue veins on the back of his hand.

Hua Wu called the big brother who was hiding on the shore and asked him to help get Lian Huai to the shore.

On the shore, their clothes were soaked wet and pressed tightly together.

"He... is he all right?" The big brother felt that Lian Huai was about to die.

"Can't die."

"…"

Lian Huai only held on for a while, then he couldn't hold back and fainted.

…

…

Lian Huai didn't know how long he had slept. When he woke up, he only felt that his eyes were dark and he couldn't see anything.

He paused for a while before he could barely see something.

But he also quickly discovered that he was surrounded by others.

Even Huai held his breath.

He moved carefully and looked at the person who was holding him.

The girl immersed in the darkness looks peaceful and beautiful.

He wanted to raise his hand, but found that his hand was also held by her, and the gestures of the two were indescribably intimate...

Lian Huai felt his heart beating faster, and his body was getting hotter and hotter, but after a while, he was sweating lightly.

…

…

Huawu was sleeping soundly and felt something licking her. She opened her eyes a little unhappily, "Just wake up and die?"

The boy's movements paused, he stepped back, his lips rubbed against her cheek and landed on her neck, the hot breath covering her skin, itching numbly.

He buried his head in Huawu's neck, as if he was unhappy because of what Huawu said just now.

Hua Wu squeezed several times in his palm, released him, touched his face, and rubbed back and forth several times, "How do you feel?"

Lian Huai hugged her tighter again, "It hurts."

"Where does it hurt?"

"It hurts all over."

Lian Huai's voice was low and muffled, as if it was really because of pain.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.