"Take care of yourself. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Qian Jin supported the seriously injured Hongyou, walked a few steps forward and stopped, "Come back alive, I'm waiting for you in Yueguo." ”

Nanfeng didn't answer, she just glanced at the two who left out of the corner of her eye, standing in front of Zifeng, blocking the direction of the other party's advance.

"Get out of here!"

Zi Feng rushed forward with the waist knife on the side of his right hand, and roared loudly at the south wind.

In response to him, there was a screaming sound of breaking the air, and a dark black three-leaf dart flew out of Nanfeng's hand in a moment. She pulled her feet forward, and the wind drove the goose-yellow skirt, and an indifferent momentum suddenly burst out from her.

The sudden condensation of momentum made Zi Feng understand that the opponent in front of him was definitely an existence accustomed to life and death. As the shadow of the tip of the dart in his pupils grew larger, he moved his right wrist to block the sharp dart.

At the moment when the splashed sparks were extinguished, Zifeng pulled out a narrow waist knife with his left hand, and glanced at the two Qianjin who were about to walk away.

When there were only two darts left in Nanfeng's hand, her raised head shook, like a puppet, and there was a very thin steel rope between her hands.

She clasped her hands firmly, jumped with her steps, and with her incomparable agility, when the two of them were only a knife apart, she tilted her body to avoid half a round of knife light, and the dart in her hand suddenly left her hand and slashed towards the throat of the other party.

The tip of the dart was extremely sharp, Zifeng's eyelids jumped, and he turned his head to avoid the dart luckily. When his heart was slightly relaxed, his eyelids jumped, and a white steel cable appeared in his eyes.

The dart that had just been grazed from the side of Zifeng's neck shook in mid-air, and suddenly a jump was pulled back. He hurriedly fell to his knees, and with the force of inertia, he rubbed his knees on the ground and forward, leaving only a bloody mark in the corner of his eye.

Nanfeng pulled back the dart with his right hand, quickly widening the distance between the two, and threw the dart on his left hand, forcing Zifeng, who was half-kneeling to move forward, to quickly insert the knife into the gravel, and stabilized the moving body by friction in an instant.

As soon as his body stabilized, the dart swirled. He quickly pulled out the side of the long knife inserted into the gravel and blocked it, and the dart bounced off in the blink of an eye.

Taking advantage of this short time, Nanfeng strode forward, pulled back the thrown dart and held it to death, and crossed his hands towards Zifeng.

Zifeng heard the slight footsteps of the south wind, he didn't have to look back, with his keen sense of smell of life and death, his half-kneeling body twisted directly, and his right hand held the long knife and stabbed it reflexively.

It was a blow without panic, the length of the knife was enough for Nanfeng to weigh the consequences of her actions, and the slightest carelessness would have put her life on the line.

The narrow knife stabbed out, Nanfeng just smiled flatly, she turned her ankle, avoided the knife momentum, and calmly passed by Zifeng's side, blocking the other party.

At the end of the trail, there was no longer a figure of Qianjin and the two at this time. But Nanfeng knew that Hongyou, who was seriously injured, would not be able to go far in a short time, and she had to buy more time for the two.

"Get out of here!"

Zifeng stood up quickly, he saw the empty end, and he was anxious. He didn't understand why the south wind would stop him, and the reason why he could follow here was entirely because of the code left by the other party along the way.

What a complicated person would betray his companion while thinking about the safety of his companion.

The two fought each other at great speed, and every time Zifeng tried to take a step forward, Nanfeng used her agile speed to force him to retreat.

More than a quarter of an hour later.

The two looked at each other five meters apart, each panting. Nanfeng's gaze glanced at a wound on Zifeng's right leg that had been cut out, and the corners of her mouth rippled with a smile.

Taking advantage of Zifeng's mistake caused by her weak anxiety, Nanfeng broke through the defense of the opponent's long knife in her left hand, and the dart on her right hand was thrown at a rapid pace, cutting the opponent's thigh. The wound left by the dart is deep and can be seen in the bone, and without the blessing of the steel cable, the injury would never be so deep.

"Huh.." Zifeng lowered his head and looked at the wound on his thigh, he stood with a narrow knife, and laughed dryly, "Is it worth it?"

"I didn't think about that, I did it with my heart, and that's what she taught me. ”

Hearing Zifeng's words, Nanfeng's indifferent face showed a little trance. Her empty eyes burst into a brilliant light at this moment, and her back gently slumped.

"You can dodge, you don't need to do more. The long blood-stained knife in Zifeng's right hand was retracted into its scabbard, and he glanced at Nanfeng's ribs on the left side of his chest. In the confrontation just now, the knife in his right hand almost cut through the gap between the opponent's ribs and ribs, which was a fatal injury.

"The Yin-Yang family doesn't need two star masters. ”

After saying this, Nanfeng let go of the weapon in his hand, threw it on the ground, slowly squatted down, sat on the ground, she looked at the injury on the other party's thigh, "You are injured now, and you don't know the specific whereabouts of the two of them." Hehe, I think they're safe. ”

Nanfeng's words made Zifeng silent for a while, he knew what "the Yin and Yang family doesn't need two star masters", this may be the task given to Nanfeng by that organization, replacing Qian Jin as a star master.

After a long silence, Zifeng looked into the distance, and the person seemed to be far away. Now, he has a wound in his thigh, and even if he catches up, the woman named Chijin can try to kill him.

He closed his eyes, and in his mind was a coffin with a hundred years of ice inside. A woman dressed in white lay peacefully on it, her eyes closed as if she were asleep.

"Brother Zifeng, Xiao Mi wants to follow you to the end of the world...."

The words spread in Zifeng's mind as if in a dream, tears passed through the gaps between his eyelids, and he muttered, "Xiao Mi... Xiao Mi..."

Nanfeng looked at him, his face extremely pale. The flesh between the ribs and the ribs has been torn apart, revealing the internal organs. She felt like she was going to die, where she came from and where she was going.

"It's all you!"

Like the roar of a fierce beast, Zifeng opened his eyes violently and roared hysterically at the south wind. Due to the loss of control of his emotions, his body trembled violently.

Without a thousand jin, the doctor's Qi Lin would not have agreed to him so easily. The woman lying in the coffin probably won't wake up for the rest of her life, and she's completely dead.

Nanfeng ignored Zifeng's roar, and she lay on the ground, squinting at the sky from the gap between the leaves. Under the sky, there was a lone wild goose, cooing. She suddenly realized that life could be so simple, so pure, thinking about it, her eyelids gradually lowered.

Zifeng limped in with a long knife, his eyes were bloodshot. He was about to speak, but he noticed that Nanfeng's face was serene, his eyes were half-open, and his chest had no ups and downs, and it looked like he should be dead. He was stunned for a moment, his angry expression dissipated, he turned around and walked a few steps, he turned back again, and carefully picked up the south wind.

Three hours later, a new grave, dug entirely with two knives, appeared on the edge of the path. The grave was pressed with large boulders around it, which prevented the gluttonous beasts from cutting through the sand and gravel to eat the corpse of the south wind. Zifeng sat on the side, leaning against a stone, silently looking at the dim sky.