The monster also knew that the monster hunter asked him to report his name, that is, he was going to kill him. But let him die at the hands of a 10-year-old child like this, how can he be willing! He shouted: "Little demon hunter! I have no grievances with you, stay in this deep mountain and keep to myself, why do you have to kill them all?"

The little demon hunter took a breath and said clearly, "I have carefully observed that there are fresh human bones at the mouth of your cave. I didn't kill innocents indiscriminately. ”

The monster is sluggish.

It howled, and the dirt beneath it turned into a flying rain, wrapping itself around the little demon hunter, and at the same time soared into the air, using the only strength it had left, fighting to the end together, and tearing the little demon hunter apart!

Lu Weizhen's heart sank, and he said secretly: It's not good!

The little demon hunter's legs were really wrapped in mud and sunk deeply, unable to move, and between the lightning and flint, Lu Weizhen saw his cold face. The youkai had leapt to his chest, opening its bloody mouth and biting down. The little demon hunter's sword light was like lightning, and with a sword slash, one of the monster's legs was cut off by the roots and fell to the ground. But it also threw the little monster hunter to the ground, two forefeet pressed against his chest.

Lu Weizhen was less than a meter away from the two. She watched as the weight of the monster's entire body pressed against the monster hunter, and he couldn't move, watched him hold down the monster's head with his bleeding fingers, and the monster's fangs were less than an inch from his throat, and watched him wrestle with the monster in the silent and dark forest, competing for that glimmer of life. At this time, he looked more like a red-eyed young beast.

She watched as tears of despair welled in the monster's eyes, and watched him gasp for breath, and lifted the sword-wielding hand that was held down by the youkai, almost a centimeter, and moved the blade of the sword to the monster's neck.

Again, he said, "Newspaper ...... Your name. ”

The youkai couldn't move anymore, so he said his name and said, "Before I die, I also want to know the name of the monster hunter." ”

Blood and tears had already blurred the little demon hunter's eyebrows, but when he spoke, his face was already pure and solemn.

"Chen Xiansong. ”

When the words sounded, the sword also fell, and the head of the youkai rolled to the ground.

But these simple three words, listening to Lu Weizhen's ears, were like thunder rolling by. She looked at him, already a little confused.

But I saw that the little demon hunter pushed the monster's body a few times, but he couldn't push it away, so he had to slowly crawl out from under the monster's body. Compared to the monster's strong and tall body, he looked like a 10-year-old child at this time.

He threw away his sword, his arms outstretched, and the man collapsed on the ground. Lu Weizhen slowly stepped forward, squatted down beside him, and looked down at him. His eyes were closed, and his eyelids were covered with blood and sweat. Lu Weizhen reached out and touched it, but his hand passed through his forehead and couldn't touch it. Lu Weizhen suppressed the wetness in his eyes.

It's no wonder that later, with just a teleportation belt, he was able to kill the returning dog with his bare hands.

He had already been forced to face such a desperate situation. Or by their own father.

Then, Lu Weizhen saw two lines of tears sliding down from the corners of his eyes, he raised a hand and pressed his eyes with the back of his hand, but the sound of sobbing still came. His whole body trembled, and then he cried, choked, sobbed, and howled, crying so sadly. Lu Weizhen just squatted beside him, watching him cry, and tears fell down.

After a while, he stopped crying, wiped away his tears, and when he looked up again, he had regained his resoluteness, he took out the first aid kit from his backpack, gritted his teeth to do a simple treatment and bandage of those wounds, and took out a large handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth. Then he propped himself up with his sword, staggered to his feet, lit a fire, burned the body of the youkai, and buried it again, and he was very skillful. He got up and walked along an uninhabited mountain road to the outside of the mountain.

Lu Weizhen followed him all the time, watching him walk silently, watching him alertly avoid the mountain people he occasionally encountered, and watching him pause and continue to walk forward when he passed by a tree of wild fruits. After a while, he suddenly turned back and picked a wild fruit to eat, with a little smile on his face.

Seeing that he did not seem to be in a hurry to go home, he squatted by a stream, did not move for a long time, stretched out his hand to catch a small fish, watched it silently for a while, and then let it go, and watched him simply lie down and sleep with his eyes closed when he passed by a particularly dense old tree. At first, he lay in a "big" shape, slowly curled into a ball, put his arms to his ears, and curled his legs like a soft hedgehog with thorns in tow. Lu Weizhen lay down opposite him, staring intently at his extremely lonely face.

Even if he knew that this was not the real world, Lu Weizhen was not afraid of being nervous at all.

She thought that this was not an illusion built by stone beasts.

It's your memories, your brain, your subconscious, your world.

And I fell in and touched your brain waves.

Chen Xiansong, it turns out that you are trapped here.