The killer's sensitivity makes her aware of a strong crisis that is coming this way.

This is definitely not the murderous aura released by the demonic beast, but the human.

The corners of Xia Meng's mouth provoked a sneer, and he was about to go to them to finish the task, but he didn't expect them to send it to the door by themselves.

Jump to the bushes next to you and hide before letting go of the Psionic Detective.

The visitor had already stepped into the range of her spiritual sense, but to some surprise, there was only one person on the other side.

One of the things that is wrong with spiritual sense is that when you detect others, others will also perceive your existence, unless you are a few levels higher than the other person's strength.

At the moment, everyone is more or less the same. So when Xia Meng found out about the visitor, the person who came had also discovered her.

"Who?"

The person who came was a woman in a goose yellow shirt, very embarrassed, her hair was unkempt, her clothes had been torn a few pieces, and there were several small wounds on her arms, which were simply bandaged, and blood was oozing out.

Her expression was very nervous, or even frightened, and she immediately took a defensive posture with her sword, looking around cautiously and alertly.

Xia Meng was suspicious again, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly. It can be seen that she has already fought before she came, and it can be said that the other party's expression is tragic, otherwise she would not be so frightened, like a frightened bird.

Not to target her, but to flee here.

After fighting, he was wounded and left alone.

What does this mean?

Don't......

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Xia Meng's face, and his pupils slowly turned crimson: Has the test question started, then let's start hunting!

"Here."

At the same time as the warning sounded, Xia Meng had already shot a few small fireballs at her, and when the woman flashed in panic. As expected, dodging to the right, she happened to bump into the inky dagger that Xia Meng was waiting for.

The inky cold blade swung out, and a blood mist immediately appeared in front of him.

Xia Meng cut her carotid artery, but the force was well controlled, ensuring that she would not die for a while.

"It's you."

The woman rolled on the ground in pain, and saw Xia Meng's eyes cracking, "So many people are looking for you, but you are not dead?" ”

Another big piece of information.

It's good that everyone wants to kill her, but it's not right for everyone to go after her and hunt her down.

"Say, why did they hunt me down?" stepped on the woman's palm without any pity, and with a heavy twist, the woman screamed in pain.

Blood continued to spill down the corners of her mouth, but she looked at Xia Meng and laughed wildly, "Haha, nine days...... I won't tell you, just wait, and when I die, you'll come with me right away......"

There are many things to be afraid of, but she is not afraid of people's hard mouths.

She has a way to deal with it.

"Oh, really?" The smile continued to expand on Xia Meng's face, and for the first time, the woman found that the original Jiutian smile was so enchanting, and so evil, like the god of death who was about to start harvesting life, with the ultimate charm, but with a chill that went straight to the heart.

"Poof"

A cold light flashed, and the dagger was plunged into the soil beside the woman's hand, and at the same time, the half-amputated little finger was cut off.

The finger had just been severed, but it was still alive, and it was constantly twitching on the ground because of the spasms of pain.

Xia Meng took out the dagger and carefully wiped the blood on the woman's clothes.

glanced at the woman who gritted her teeth in pain, took the back of the knife and slashed shallowly across the woman's pretty and fair face, and her smile was as bright as a flower, "Say, although they are all deaths, I have the right to let you die a happy or painful death!" ”