Lei Shan got up from the ground, right under Nalan Twilight's nose. Her clothes were torn by the whirlwind of the washing machine drum, and there were cuts everywhere, and the blood-dripping wounds beneath those cuts were rapidly healing. When she was still lying on the ground, she was covered in bruises and blood, and when she got up, she was intact and white, and in the end it was only her clothes that rotted.

"Get out of the way," Nalan Twilight's face darkened visibly, "I won't say it a second time." ”

"I refuse," replied Rexanne in a calm tone devoid of emotion, "and there is only one way to get through. ”

"That's to kill me. ”

Hearing this, Nalan sighed softly, and then said:

"Before I do that, I want to ask you a question...... Why?"

To this, Rexanne's answer was rather brief.

"This is the order of Lord Yayi. ”

It sounds like a mechanical reading, with an absolute calmness that people who are determined to die should not have, between opening and closing their mouths, so calm that people gasp. This girl's brain circuit is probably 16 decimal.

"You don't even want your life for her orders?"

Nalan Twilight's eyebrows twitched, and he asked again.

"Yes," said Reisanne, in her usual tone, "I was made for this. ”

"Really?" Nalan lowered his center of gravity slightly, and took a starting stance, "Then I don't have anything to say." ”

As the words fell, he rushed straight to Reshan, who was a few meters away. To his slight surprise, Rexanne did not flinch or hesitate for even a moment, but started at the same time as him, coming towards him.

His fingertips stabbed into Rexanne's neck, narrowly brushing the fist that had slammed into his face. The two of them hit each other at the same time, and Nalan Twilight's nose bone was broken, and blood sprayed all over his face, as if a large tomato had exploded in his face, and as for Lei Shan, he stabbed her neck with one finger.

Then, with a click, Rexanne's limbs slid down her body in unison. She fell to the ground, forming a human stick, and two pairs of feet were scattered next to it, looking like a pile of dismantled plastic figurine parts.

In this blow, Nalan Yu did not use the kind of power he had newly acquired, but used back his best "cutting", which was more simple and deadly.

"Shhh

He straightened his crooked nose, wiped the blood from under his nose with the back of his hand, and after a few hissing breaths, he lowered his head to Lei Shan who was lying on the ground and said:

"I want to say, you did a good job. This punch is not very powerful, and the backbone is not small. ”

"It's enough to have backbone, weak is weak for a while, it's a lifetime of cowardice, remember what I said. ”

With that, he stretched out his leg and kicked four of Rexanne's severed limbs away.

"When Reisen wakes up, you can ask her to help put you back, until then, you'd better lie here and stay still......"

Speaking of this, Nalan Twilight glanced up and down at the "expressionless boutique stick" named Lei Shan, and then smiled again:

"Of course, you can't move even if you want to. ”

Rexanne didn't react to his smile, just lay there quietly, without saying a word, motionless, like all machines that crashed.

"Forgive me, kid. ”

Nalan Hui then said that no matter whether Reshan, who had never shown any emotion, could understand him or not, he had already said what he wanted to say to this "child" who was not his child.

"I really don't want to kill you, but I can't let you keep delaying our time, I still have a mission. ”

"Alright!" he clapped his hands and turned to the crowd behind him, "Go on!"

"Bang!"

Just as they were about to set off again, a muffled sound of a piledriver hammering down the ground sank into their hearts without warning. Nalan Twilight's eyes widened suddenly, and he stopped all his movements at that time, and pricked up his ears, like a rabbit that smelled the breath of a wild wolf. The reactions of the people who traveled with him were also similar, they looked at me, I looked at you, and they seemed to convey the same meaning to each other without words:

"This sound is not made by you, not by me, not by him......"

"And who made it up?"

"Say...... Speaking ......"

Yanhua, who was standing relatively far in front of the fire, pushed his glasses, stretched out his hand and pointed behind Nalan Yu with a little confusion, and said:

"That Raven Tengu, Shooting Pill Wen, where did she go?"

Nalan Yu turned around and glanced at it, and only on the land where Wen Fang was standing, he saw a few pitch-black crow feathers. And Shooting Pill Wen, this big living person who was standing here a second ago, is nowhere to be found. The damp mist was mixed with a faint smell of blood, and his newly restored nose told him that it was the smell of the Shooting Pill Bun.

He didn't even have time to panic, all signs were reminding him that the crisis was imminent.

"The enemy is coming!"

He subconsciously shouted out this first sentence.

"Shrink the formation quickly, don't be broken one by one!"

This is his second sentence, and that's all there is to it.

Then there was a muffled "bang", and Nalan Twilight's body was hit by an unknown force, bent into a shape like a boiled shrimp, and then flew out upside down at a super speed that could not be seen by the flesh eye, and disappeared into the dense fog that enveloped everything.

In the extremely short moment he was hit, Nalan Twilight's nervous system, which was tense to the limit, finally captured a trace of useful information for him.

It was a thin, muscular, fat-free, child-sized arm with a broken shackle on its wrist, and it looked like the hand of a halfling warrior who had escaped from prison. It just popped out of the fog, floated in the air without any support, and punched Nalan Twilight in the stomach. Nalan Twilight's eyes managed to catch the movement of the little fist the moment he was struck, while his body was completely unable to keep up with its speed, and as for its power, he could already feel it with his flesh.

It's powerful.

In the end, at the end of the day, just before Nalan Twilight's consciousness was about to be disconnected, he finally figured out the true face of this white mist.

"Unexpectedly, this white mist is neither a man-made summon nor some kind of large-scale magic, it is our enemy itself! That guy has been following us in the form of mist since the beginning of the fight, until now!"

Unfortunately, this precious information obtained at a painful price was destined to be unable to be conveyed to his friends in time.

"When that 'problem' really comes to mind, I'll be prepared," he told Shotimaru.

Now it seems that he is still a little too conceited.

The high-speed flying body lost control, feeling the wind behind his head, and the bamboo leaves that scraped his cheeks like razors, and with a hint of remorse in his heart, Nalan Twilight's vision was gradually swallowed up by darkness.