Running at full speed, the distance between sweetheart and the man was kept within 5 meters, and sweetheart was followed by Meng Feng and Qinglang, and the three of them formed a triangle formation, for fear that he would be a moth again.

They were followed by Jiaming and Qingyue, and finally Situ Zheng.

Situ Zheng couldn't believe his sweetheart's speed, he had never thought that a girl could have such amazing explosiveness and stamina.

There is a five-meter distance between Sweetheart and the murderer, but Sweetheart can't catch up with these five meters no matter how she grits her teeth.

Seeing that the river was getting closer and closer, the man also began to draw the dragon running forward, and as soon as he suddenly turned around, the sweetheart slammed and was thrown down two meters.

Situ Qinglang narrowed his eyes and shouted at the sweetheart in front of him, "Don't let him cross the river!"

The barren forest was overgrown with low trees, and they were not very tall, and when winter came, the branches became sharp and rough, and Sweetheart's face was wiped several times, as did everyone, but not one slowed down.

Situ Qinglang was most worried about what else the man had in his pocket to save his life, which would pose the most direct threat to his nearest sweetheart.

Sweetheart saw that the river was getting closer and closer to her, and it was less than 10 meters away from the person in front of her, and she had only one thought in her mind - she couldn't let him go into the water, absolutely not, she had to catch him!

9m, 8m, 7m......

The man realized that his chances of escape were getting bigger and bigger, and he still had a dagger in his pocket, although he couldn't solve everyone, but he just had to kill the dead woman behind him who couldn't get rid of it!

So he turned around suddenly, and Sweetheart instantly saw something flying out of his direction, the speed was too fast and the sky was too dark, she didn't even see what it was!

"Sweetheart!" Situ Qingqing's heart lifted to his throat, and he yelled loudly, "Jump to the side!"

There was a tree not far from Sweetheart's side, and she remembered the martial arts movies and action movies she had watched before, where the people in them all kicked on the tree and rushed forward with their strength, and Qing Lang also used this way to directly knock the opponent down.

So the question is, can she do it?

There was hardly any room for thought, she instinctively raised her foot and stepped on the tree, which was no thicker than a man's thigh, if the man would have kicked it off, the weight and momentum of the sweetheart were just right enough for her to have a chance to sprint forward.

She suddenly reversed her direction, and she was able to avoid the dagger, and Situ Qinglang's hanging heart instantly fell halfway, and even Meng Feng's eyes projected an approving look.

However, in the next second, to everyone's surprise, Sweetheart actually used her strength to rush forward two or three meters, close to the person, her pace did not stop, and she jumped forward suddenly.

At that moment, Qing Lang almost felt that he had seen a cat demon.

Sweetheart's explosive power is extremely strong, which he and Meng Feng can't match, she jumped and kicked like a wall, directly pressing on the man's back, pushing him forward and staggering, but she was too powerful, her knees against his back and his shoulders, and most of her body was planted forward.

Sweetheart!

Sweetheart gritted her teeth, her toes hooked under the other party's armpits, she was happy in her heart, and with the inertia of falling forward, she suddenly dragged it, and the other party's center of gravity was unstable for an instant, and the running footsteps finally stopped, and fell forward, lying heavily on the hard earth and stone ground.