Lu Weizhen didn't expect to see such a Chen Xiansong. In her heart, he is extremely alert and good at judging the situation, once he finds out that the magic weapon has been stolen, he should temporarily avoid the edge and leave with his life.

And this silver-haired wind demon, they will clean it up.

Unexpectedly, the demon hunter was covered in blood, and he could still kill a dog-level wind controller with his bare hands.

He must have been seriously injured, Lu Weizhen noticed that his back was slightly rickety, his neck was still stubbornly erect, and he stood in the rain, silent like a mountain.

Xu Jia glanced at Lu Weizhen, who was also silent, and preemptively shouted: "You're not dead! Who gave you the courage to still stand here?"

Although Gao Sen did not speak, the flames in the palms of his hands appeared from time to time, silently threatening.

The bean-heavy rain kept rolling down Chen Xiansong's face. Above everyone's heads, only a street lamp outside the wall illuminated, and the rain line was hazy.

Chen Xiansong didn't seem to hear or see the intimidation and provocation of the two people at all, just stared at Lu Weizhen and asked, "What about Lin Jingbian?"

Xu Jialai said coldly: "It's dead!"

"I didn't ask you!" Chen Xiansong roared, "Lu Weizhen, what about Lin Jingbian, did you kill him?"

Lu Weizhen only felt that the drops of rain were hitting his eardrums heavily, snapping, clicking, and being extremely clear.

She replied with just two words: "No." ”

Chen Xiansong was silent.

Lu Weizhen was also silent.

The rain was falling.

Without warning, Chen Xiansong coughed violently, he pressed his chest with one hand, but he still spit out a big mouthful, and the smell of blood mixed with the sound of rain. Lu Weizhen looked at his back that was deeply stiff because of coughing, and his eyes were in a trance.

What Xu Jialai is afraid of is that Lu Wei is really soft, it has reached this point, and it is irretrievable and irretrievable. In case Lu Weizhen does not handle it properly, it will damage her reputation in Xiangcheng and even among the entire race. With a wave of Xu Jialai's hand, the rain showers between the two sides began to rotate and gather in the air as if driven by something invisible, converging into a beautiful and strange dark vortex. She didn't dare to torture and kill Chen Xiansong in front of Lu Weizhen now, so she only gathered a thick bowl and attacked Chen Xiansong, thinking that it would be okay to be crippled.

Chen Xiansong lowered his head and covered his chest, as if he couldn't react.

Suddenly, the place where he was standing was empty, the person disappeared without a trace, and the gray dragon water column swooped into the air and scattered to the ground.

Gao Sen had been guarding against Chen Xiansong's only remaining move, and in an instant, he keenly heard the change in the sound of wind and rain, and hurriedly turned around to protect Lu Weizhen's back. Sure enough, a dark shadow vaguely flashed in the air behind the three of them. Gao Sen's face sank, and a thunderous punch mixed with flames struck out strongly.

However, the black shadow seemed to be like an unburned flame, and suddenly disappeared into the air. Gao Sen didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and this punch wanted to put Chen Xian loose to death, so he used ten percent of his strength. This punch missed, he was too anxious, and he stumbled.

Xu Jialai heard the movement and quickly turned around.

So at this moment, both of them turned behind Lu Weizhen.

Only Lu Weizhen stood quietly, like a piece of wood, as if he hadn't noticed the fighting method between Chen Xiansong and the two.

Almost at the same time, a dark shadow finally appeared in front of her, less than a foot away.

Lu Weizhen breathed.

The sound was too fast and smooth, and both companions were hit, and it was too late to turn around to protect her.

The pouring rain, the silent and familiar figure, was right in front of her. Soaking wet, the rain and blood are indistinguishable, the dark eyes are as silent as ever. There is no man in this city who has such eyes. But Lu Weizhen saw that the eyes that never shed tears were covered with a very shallow layer. Like what, like the stars in his eyes, finally fell and died at the bottom of the lake.

Lu Weizhen was shocked, and for a while he only felt dazed and didn't know where he was.

In the next second, a big powerful hand strangled her throat. The force was so great that she instantly let out a broken and hoarse gasp.

The tears in Chen Xiansong's eyes flashed away, staring directly at the woman who was close at hand, looking at her little face turned pale in an instant, watching her at such a time, she still insisted that she didn't look at him. And as long as he adds half a force to his hand, even if she is full of demonic energy, it is enough to pinch the delicate throat of this flesh and blood.

He held it, not moving. Lu Weizhen's head was forced to rise slightly, his voice was hoarse, his feet were off the ground, and his right hand was slowly raised, grabbing his arm very lightly. Two lines of tears fell silently from her eyes. The muscles in Chen Xiansong's cheeks twitched slightly.

Gao Sen and Xu Jialai came back to their senses at the same time, but they were only frightened.

Chen Xiansong, who had no magic weapon, could not pinch Lu Weizhen's throat no matter what.

Unless Lu Weizhen let him pinch it.

The two of them attacked Chen Xiansong at the same time, rain and fire double dragons, thunder, and nirvana.

At the same time, the killing intent in Chen Xiansong's eyes was like a blizzard descending, and his five fingers suddenly exerted force!

Lu Weizhen suddenly stopped looking at his face. Her gaze crossed him to the gray, pounding, hurried rain. When Xu Gao and the others launched, her left hand swiped back, and the two of them were enough to take away Chen Xiansong's life-threatening attack, as if they hit an invisible wind wall, and the two of them were stunned, and the next second, they were hit by the huge rebound force and flew backwards, fell to the ground, and the two of them retreated five or six steps before standing firmly. Although they were unharmed, the faces of the two of them became extremely ugly, and they looked at the two in front of them and stopped stepping forward.

And at the moment when Chen Xiansong started to kill, Lu Weizhen's hand that originally grabbed his arm and gently pushed forward along his arm, Chen Xiansong felt a soft but endless force, and suddenly wrapped his whole body, his hand could no longer feel Lu Weizhen's neck, as if he was stuck in a sponge, and then involuntarily flew backwards, flying seven or eight meters away, and fell to the ground.

Chen Xiansong was about to jump up as soon as he turned over, but he felt several more domineering forces, instantly entangled his limbs and waist, and couldn't move. He looked coldly, and there were several winds, which were finely manipulated, in the shape of thin ropes, and at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, they were winding and whirling around his wrists, ankles, and waist. And so they bound him to the ground.

However, he was already exhausted, and no matter how much he accumulated his strength at this time, he couldn't shake half a point of those powerful wind locks. Moreover, the wind lock on her waist seemed to be deliberately clinging to the teleportation belt, blending together, as if threatening him, as long as there was a slight movement, she could leave the belt, do you want to see who is faster?

Chen Xiansong's face was extremely pale, lying on his back on the ground, letting the heavy rain fall head-on, unable to move.

Gao Sen and Xu Jialai secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Lu Weizhen didn't relent.

And in Lu Weizhen's opinion, what is this scene like?