He looked at her, his eyes deeper than when he went on a blind date.

Lu Weizhen took a step back.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here to save you. He said, his voice low and deep.

Lu Wei was a little relieved in his heart and asked, "Are you ...... Who is this? What the hell is this?"

He didn't answer, stepped forward, and suddenly stretched out his hand. Lu Weizhen dodged sideways, and his whole body tensed again: "What do you want to do!"

Chen Xian raised his eyebrows, a little surprised by her flexibility, looking so thin and soft. He ignored her question and reached out to grab it again. This time, the movements were fast and heavy, and before Lu Weizhen could react, his arm was clasped by him. Lu Weizhen raised his leg and kicked at him! But he didn't even dodge, obviously not taking her fist and embroidered leg seriously.

Lu Weizhen kicked him in the calf-

It's so hard, my feet hurt......

He didn't even frown, and when he pushed forward, Lu Weizhen was pressed against the wall with one hand by him, unable to move.

"You, what are you doing!" Lu Weizhen was anxious and afraid, opened his mouth to bite him, he turned his head to dodge, and the hot breath in Lu Weizhen's mouth hit his ear, and his mouth hit his shoulder. Chen Xiansong's jawline moved quickly, and he shouted in a low voice: "Be honest!"

The slightly hoarse voice was in Lu Weizhen's ear, and she shrank. He quickly reached out and clicked a few times on the back of her forehead. Lu Weizhen only felt pain and numbness, his eyes closed, and his body tilted down. Chen Xiansong stretched out his hand to take it and felt a ball of warm-fragrant nephrite fall into his arms. There was a momentary pause in his movements, and he quickly lowered the person to the bed.

According to past experience, she will be in a coma for at least a few hours if she is hit in several meridian points connected to the cranial nerves, and when she wakes up, she will also have temporary amnesia, and this experience will not be remembered.

Chen Xiansong didn't delay any longer, looked at the window, identified the direction, took out a thin rope from his waist bag, and hung it on the window, and the person was like a hoof, falling down sharply in the dark night.

Chen Xiansong landed lightly. With a grip on the hand, put away the rope.

At this time, it was close to three o'clock in the morning, there was no one in the community, and the street lights were dim. He pulled his legs and chased in the direction of Yueheng's escape.

Over the fence, over the roof. The movement under his feet was extremely light, but the speed was as fast as a streamer, and he ran far away in the blink of an eye, like a cheetah hunting in the dark.

Xiang Yueheng only felt that his injured arm was about to be broken, and the pain made him want to cry. He thought that he had run so far, and just as he wanted to take a breath, when he looked back, a black shadow shot straight over. Xiang Yueheng was so frightened that he thought to himself, perverted, running so fast! He quickly used all his strength and continued to run forward. But the distance between the two is still shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The two ran to a long street where no one was around.

Xiang Yueheng panted. He knew that if he fell into the hands of the man behind him, he would only die of scum. Do you want to fight? But Xiang Yueheng was completely unsure, that sword made people so jealous. He recognized this man now, just yesterday, on the road. At that time, he also thought that this person's clothes were very good-looking, so he deliberately imitated a set to go on a blind date. Who knew people were staring at him!

Behind him, the man's low voice like a temple bell came: "Stop!"

Xiang Yueheng wanted to cry, but when he was stupid, of course he couldn't stand.

The man said, "Look for death." When these two words were spoken, the man seemed to be a few steps behind him. Xiang Yueheng turned around sharply and spit out when he opened his mouth. A big mouthful, at least a full bowl, the green juice that emitted a fishy smell, sprayed towards Chen Xiansong.

Chen Xiansong was originally running, but he stopped in an instant, and his body flew around to avoid the poisonous juice. He glanced at a camera dozens of meters away, did not draw his sword, and punched Yue Heng in the face.

This punch was as fast as the wind, Xiang Yueheng obviously turned his head to dodge, but he didn't dodge! The punch smashed his face, only to hit his eyes, he burst into tears, and simply shook his head desperately, like a shower, indiscriminately spitting poisonous juice. Chen Xiansong had already taken precautions, jumped up on the spot, turned over in the air, landed behind him, and kicked him in the ass again. Xiang Yueheng was kicked and rolled out.

He was lying on the ground, seeing Chen Xiansong coming over unhurriedly, he was extremely patient, but the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were ruthless. Xiang Yueheng knew that he was afraid of venom, but he couldn't carry it for long, after all, he was not a fountain, and the poisonous juice in his stomach also had capacity, and it would be sprayed soon. Chen Xiansong obviously calculated this point.

Xiang Yueheng turned his heart horizontally, turned it into a four-limbed landing, and quickly crawled towards a fork in the road. He crawled more than twice as fast as he could run on his legs. Chen Xian's eyebrows tightened, and he chased after him.

Chen Xiansong chased him into the alley, and saw that Xiang Yueheng had already run out, the lights were bright, and there were pedestrians walking around. Chen Xiansong secretly screamed in his heart, and what he cared about in his heart was Xiang Yueheng Dog jumping over the wall and hurting people. At this time, Xiang Yueheng had already straightened up and was gone.

Chen Xiansong chased out.

In front of me is a night market street, several food stalls are still open, full of customers, noisy people, oil smoke to the nose. Chen Xiansong's eyes were like torches, and he glanced around, his face became more and more heavy - Xiang Yueheng was nowhere to be seen. This is a straight road, and the two of them are only a few steps away from each other, and it stands to reason that Xiang Yueheng can't run so fast anyway. His physical strength also did not allow him to run far.

Chen Xiansong was extremely patient, searched the street back and forth, and even sneaked into every restaurant and kitchen to investigate. But Xiang Yueheng, who was injured and exhausted and couldn't go far, seemed to disappear out of thin air.

After rummaging through like this, more than an hour passed, and Chen Xiansong knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to kill Xiang Yueheng tonight. However, he could no longer turn the palm of his hand.

Chen Xiansong still has to deal with the aftermath.

He climbed over the wall and went back to Lu Weizhen's community, took the elevator upstairs without hurry, and quietly entered Lu Weizhen's house.

It was still the same lamp on, and there was a figure lying on the bed. It's a mess.

Chen Xiansong exhaled lightly, didn't look at the bed, rolled up his sleeves, and hurried to work. I went to the kitchen and found a broom and swept all the broken glass shards. He looked at the rotten window again, and took out a ruler to measure it. He does this work a lot, and he has glass in his house. He mentally calculated the time of the round trip, and it should be in time.

When Lu Weizhen wakes up tomorrow morning, there will be no traces left, and she will think that nothing has happened.

This end is smoothed out.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the bed.

After going and returning, look at the woman's first look.

His movements paused.

On the bed, the girl with her hair disheveled sat up at some point, hugged her knees, and looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, sluggish and defensive. I don't know how long I've been looking forward to.

Chen Xiansong stood up straight.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

He spoke, "When did you wake up?"

Lu Weizhen shrank back slightly, and was silent for a few seconds before answering: "When you jumped out of the window." ”

This time, Chen Xiansong was silent. That is, she was only in a coma for a few seconds. It was he who was careless.

It's not that he hasn't encountered such a situation before, but it's very, very rare, and he's only encountered it once. Human constitution is different, and a very small number of people who are hit will not necessarily fall into a coma, or wake up quickly, and will not cause amnesia. That's it for an old man he had saved before. But the old man didn't ask anything, didn't say anything, just bowed deeply to him. After that, there was no news about him, and it spread to the bright and materialistic world of normal people.

Chen Xiansong shook his wrist, and the broom in his hand was thrown to the corner of the wall, but he leaned on it steadily.

Lu Weizhen shrank again, thinking to himself, this person threw a broom, and he threw out a bit of momentum.

Chen Xiansong pulled a chair and sat down across the bed, his back straight, his hands flat on the armrests, and he asked, "Do you remember what happened before?"

Lu Weizhen secretly looked at his face, calm, no joy or anger, and couldn't see through.

"Remember......" she whispered, gesturing at his waist, "you pull out of there...... Uh, a divine sword, slashing at that monster. ”

Chen Xiansong was silent for a moment, raised his hand, pressed his eyebrows hard, and pressed his eyebrows again.