It's a gust of wind.

A raging and rolling wind.

The wind went straight into the sky, then turned its head and slammed down, and the ground was smashed into an endless abyss.

The wind swept in, and the qi around Mo Xiaohe flowed as sharp as a blade. He could feel that even the slightest flow of air could easily split his body in half.

It's wind, but it's not real wind in the real world. This is the wind that blows from the void, the purest wind that blows from the void, with the true power of the void.

Flooding the real emptiness.

Except for the Void True Force, which can fight against the Void True Power, there is no object that can stop the Void, and the human body is even more fragile in front of the Void True Force.

But strangely, the wind did not hurt Mo Xiaohe in the slightest.

Mo Xiaohe looked at the hurricane in front of him, just like looking at the ordinary gentle breeze, there was no panic on his face, as if the wind did not pose any threat to him.

Until the wind suddenly disappears.

Heaven and earth are peaceful.

Only in the alleys, there are wanderings.

The walls on both sides of the alley are cut in half, leaving the surface of the wall so clean and tidy, like the surface of a calm lake and the surface of the glass that is shining brightly. It can be seen that the wind that cuts across the surface of the wall is so sharp.

Under the dust and smoke, the hard stones and cement that formed the wall fell to the ground in a mess, and an endless crack rose in the ground, between Mo Xiaohe and Geng Huairou.

"That's it?" It's like being brushed by willow leaves, Mo Xiaohe is not painful, the clouds are light and the wind is light, "Put on such a big battle, just to scare me?"

He sat on the floor in a very relaxed position, his legs open, turned sideways, his hands on the ground, and his neat and beautiful sharp oval eyes looked at Geng Huairou like a fool, "I was scared." ”

Geng Huairou was not angry but happy, and smiled, "Guilin Land was renamed Guilin Kingdom, which is Cangsheng's meaning, not your meaning." Kill you, Cangsheng is a big deal to find another Mo Xiaohe. ”

After hitting the wall, Mo Xiaohe, who was extremely injured, was a little tired, he yawned deeply and rubbed the blood on his body, as if a seriously injured person had just woken up. He bowed his head deeply, not intending to reply.

He is very patient, he is not afraid of the embarrassment of the cold field, he needs time to rest, and he knows very well that the other party will continue to talk.

Will the other party not kill him for this reason? It doesn't matter to him.

Geng Huairou really spoke again, and Dan's lips opened lightly, "If you're just a waste, but I don't mind trampling an ant to death." ”

"If you're just tricky, then I don't mind getting rid of you. ”

Speaking of this, Geng Huairou paused, raised his head, and looked at the sky.

In the sunshine, Geng Huairou, who was dressed in a red dress, reflected a bright and noble light, like a bright pearl.

She just pursed her lips slightly, as if she was smiling, her movements were very light and elegant, like a princess who had been strictly trained since she was a child. No, it's not the same, and she's a princess in the first place, but she hasn't been physically trained since she was a child.

She's just naturally noble.

Every move, look, and word between the gestures is natural and elegant, and the nobility of nature.

She was born a princess and has nothing to do with what she is.

Her stop was enough to put everyone to shame.

"But you're harder to kill than I thought. ”

She said softly, "So I'm not going to kill you." ”

She didn't know what she was thinking, she looked up and smiled slightly, like a tsundere princess who likes to play around, "Because it's funny." ”

yes, if you're just trash, then I don't mind trampling you to death. If you're just a hard-to-kill genius, then I don't mind except you.

But if you're a genius like me, then I won't kill you.

It's not a hero sympathizing with each other, it's a hero doing something she finds interesting.

Because that's what makes it interesting.

The whole world except you and me are stupid, so why should I kill you? It's better to keep it, and wait until I find one that can make me not lonely, and then it's not too late to kill you.

This is Geng Huairou's unique absolute self-confidence.

So you just blew a strong wind, just to try to prove that you can kill me now, but you just deliberately keep it, and kill me when I am stronger?" Mo Xiaohe thought so, and then he looked at Geng Huairou like a fool.

"Fuck your shit. ”

The next moment, Mo Xiaohe naturally scolded his mother, "Tell you, your strong wind can't kill me." ”

When the words fell, Mo Xiaohe turned his head and was silent. Even though he knew very well that he would definitely be reduced to dregs under Geng Huairou's strong wind, he still habitually retorted.

It was a fat man who taught him. In a fight, momentum cannot be lost.

But Mo Xiaohe didn't tell a lie, because he could still hide.

Mo Xiaohe, who was embarrassed under Geng Huairou's breeze, thought that Geng Huairou would laugh at him at this moment no matter what.

Unexpectedly, Geng Huairou just smiled lightly, "That's it, that's why it's more interesting." ”

Mo Xiaohe glared at him and bowed his head silently. Is it interesting, she believes in herself more than herself?

"Your life and death can't affect the overall situation. ”

"I don't have any interest in the calculations of the big guys. ”

"Mo Xiaohe, I hope you don't disappoint me now. ”

Geng Huairou lowered her tone and said heavily, "I also hope that you will not let me down in the future." ”

Mo Xiaohe's neat and beautiful sharp oval eyes looked at each other, his face full of doubts.

The puzzle is, what does Geng Huairou's mouth mean by not letting her down? With Geng Huairou's temperament, she will say that she really did not look at the wrong person, instead of saying, I hope you will not let me down.

She didn't kill herself, except so that someone could fight with her in the future, what other purpose did she have?

Geng Huairou seems to have called out his name for the first time? This is very strange, hatred does not conform to common sense, Mo Xiaohe always feels bad.

But the other party is gone.

The endless crack in front of him, the transparent wall blocking his eyes, all disappeared like a dream, the sunlight thinned, and there were hurried figures in front of him, and there were many voices in his ears.

It was the passers-by of the street at the end of the alley, and it was the distant shouting from the side of the street.

"Little junior brother. ”

There was a familiar voice, "Little junior brother, you come back." ”

The voice was as crisp and beautiful as a wind chime, but with a hint of urgency, a hint of choked and hoarse powerlessness that was desperately controlled.

Mo Xiaohe felt a little kind and a little heartache, he suddenly turned around and looked at the person in front of him in a daze.

The little senior sister Jian Dan had messy hair, an embarrassed dress, and was covered in blood.

The little senior sister didn't have any scruples, didn't care about the pain and doubts in Mo Xiaohe's eyes, she ran over, gently stroked Mo Xiaohe's face and head, and said very simply, "Little junior brother, you're finally back." ”

Without saying much, Mo Xiaohe stretched out his hand and hugged the person in front of him in his arms.

Some are soft, fragrant, some are warm, there is a kind of intimacy, there is an inexplicable feeling of embracing the whole world.

"Mo Xiaohe, I'll treat you as dead. ”

"I hope you don't disappoint me. ”

A touch of red dress left the last sentence that made Mo Xiaohe very puzzled, and then turned his head and prepared to leave.

"You stop. ”

Jian Dan, who has always been gentle, shouted coquettishly like a girl full of resentment.

Sure enough, the other party stopped.