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Yan Yuchen didn't stop and continued to fly.

The shadow of the girl flickered, and she followed silently.

No matter how fast he flew, looking back, the petite figure was always not far from him.

In any case, it is impossible to shake off.

The little girl did not fly with a royal weapon, but followed only by the ghostly figure.

In the jungle, she leaps lightly between the trees.

And in the wilderness, with a slight touch of her foot on the ground, she appeared a hundred feet away.

Her figure melted into the night, without making a sound.

If Yan Yuchen hadn't known in his heart that she had been following, he wouldn't have found out at all.

After three days and three nights, more and more corpses appeared everywhere.

There are human ones, and there are kraken ones.

Many villages were slaughtered, and many cities were empty with smoke billowing from them.

When Yan Yuchen landed on the ground to rest, he looked behind him, as if talking to himself, and said, "Aren't you tired after jumping for so long?"

There was no movement behind him, the grass was yellowing, and the wildflowers were withering.

Yan Yuchen still looked behind him and said, "Can you tell me why you want to follow me all the time, and why did you kill me before?"

There was still no sound behind him.

"Could it be that as I said before, you have taken a fancy to your brother's handsomeness, so you are trying to pester me?"

As soon as he finished saying this, a cold snort suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hmph. ”

Yan Yuchen hurriedly turned his head and waited for it.

It turned out that the little girl was squatting in front of him, with a pair of dark eyes, looking at him coldly.

Yan Yuchen showed a sneering expression on his face, and said, "I still have a question, why do you always say only one word? Under what circumstances, you can say two words?"

The little girl looked up and looked at the horizon again.

Yan Yuchen looked up at her gaze, sighed slightly, and muttered, "Sure enough, I played the piano to the cow." ”

"Huh!"

The cold light flashed, and the figure crouching in front of him suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of him, and the dagger in his hand was against his neck.

Yan Yuchen's body stiffened, and he didn't dare to move.

The two looked at each other, and they were so deadlocked, silent, neither of them spoke first.

After about a stick of incense, Yan Yuchen looked at the pair of beautiful eyes and said, "There are still blood stains on your forehead, and you haven't washed them just now." ”

The little girl did not speak, her eyes stared at him coldly, and the dagger in her hand was still against his neck, motionless.

"Also, the pigtails on your head are so loose that they should be rebraided. ”

Yan Yuchen said again.

The little girl's eyes were like water, reflecting the moonlight, and the pair of pupils became more and more dark and clear.

She still didn't speak.

Yan Yuchen continued: "Of course, none of this is important, the key is ......"

He stretched out his hand and pointed underneath her, "Your pants seem to be worn backwards...... Did you jump all the way without noticing?"

The little girl looked stunned, stunned, and lowered her head to look.

The dagger was then withdrawn, and it disappeared from its place with a "whoosh", as if it had never appeared.

"Hey. ”

Yan Yuchen touched the chill on his neck, glanced left and right, and then stepped on the Cloud Piercing Sword and continued to fly.

After flying for a distance, he turned back to the empty back and said, "Girl, maybe you didn't follow me on purpose, do you also want to go to the border of the South China Sea to kill the Kraken?"

Of course, no one answered him later.

He was also self-aware, and asked himself, "It should be so, but I don't think that place is suitable for you." ”

"Although you have good physical skills and kill people quickly, you are a little sloppy, you know?"

"It's just a shower and a change of clothes, not to mention that the pants are worn backwards, not even the face is cleaned, and the hair is not braided. ”

"Details determine success or failure, image determines life and death, ugly, must die fast, handsome like me, hehe......"

I don't know if it's the first time in his life that he has flown such a long distance, and he is a little lonely, and he begins to babble like a dead Tang monk.

The most important thing is that he always supplied things that people don't like to hear.

Then the tree next to him cracked, and the dagger stabbed him in the throat again.

Ruthless and cold!

Yan Yuchen finally closed his mouth and landed on the ground in embarrassment, almost falling to a lion and a rabbit...... Or rather, a hungry dog pooping.

Just about to apologize and continue flying.

The little girl appeared in front of him, and the dagger in her hand was pressed against his throat.

After a pause, her eyes were cold, she raised her other small hand, pointed to her messy hair, and spit out a rare word in her mouth: "Make up ......"

It's like an order, it's like a threat.

Yan Yuchen paused for a moment, glanced down at her pants, and said, "You can wear your pants by yourself, can't you braid your hair?"

As soon as these words came out, a sudden pain came from his neck.

Apparently the skin was cut by the dagger.

He didn't dare to say more, raised his hand, first combed her five fingers, helped her comb her messy hair, and then braided it very seriously.

Two rows of cute pigtails have been rebraided.

Then the corners of his mouth curled, and he closed the two small pigtails in the middle, and tied them up with a few hairs so that they rose straight to the sky.

"Well, it's cute. ”

He complimented him heartily on his achievement, then pointed to the dagger against his neck.

The little girl took back the dagger and was about to leave, when Yan Yuchen suddenly said, "Wait, the blood stain on your forehead has not been washed yet, which affects your sassy and heroic appearance." ”

After that, he spat at the palm of his hand with a "phew", reached out and wiped it on her forehead, wiped it vigorously, and said, "Okay, it's clean now." ”

The little girl froze in place, motionless.

Even the pigtails on his head that were swaying with the sky were instantly quiet.

Yan Yuchen seemed to feel a chill coming, rubbed his arms, and said, "Winter is really coming." ”

Then he stepped on the Cloud Piercing Sword and flew out with a "swish".

After flying a distance, Fang turned around and said in hindsight: "One word girl, I feel like I did something wrong just now, can you forgive me?"

There was no movement behind him.

There is no little girl.

At this time, the girl was squatting in place, wiping her forehead desperately with her sleeves.

After wiping it for a while, I felt that I couldn't wipe it clean, so I spit a few more mouthfuls of saliva, wiped it on my forehead, and continued to wipe, wiping it desperately......

At the same time, somewhere on the border of the South China Sea.

Zhou Zhiqi followed a group of monks composed of dozens of people out of the city with a solemn expression, and hurried towards an ancient city hundreds of miles away.

The city was besieged by the Kraken and was in danger.

Thousands of civilians and wounded monks gathered in the city, and the city was surrounded by a dense crowd of excited krakens.

In the Kraken Army, there are two Sirens from the Spirit Realm hiding inside, waiting for the opportunity to move.