Bright moonlight fell from the sky, illuminating the entire city of Los Angeles.

Yan Han looked at Sheng Junqian, who was a little out of breath in front of him, with some surprise, and raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to die?" ”

"Obviously, as long as you lie down obediently and pretend to be dead, there will be nothing to do with you."

Under the moonlight, Sheng Junqian stood with a knife in one hand, "Are you not happy to be cut back by me?" ”

He laughed a little arrogantly, and then panted after laughing.

"Anyway, you can't catch up, are you angry?"

Yan Han curled his lips coldly.

He's calculating at a rapid pace.

Although he really wanted to kill Sheng Junqian and then go to Xue Ling, he also understood that although the current Sheng Junqian was not his opponent, the hundred-legged insect was dead but not stiff, even if Sheng Junqian was injured, he was also a disciple of the strong second grade, and with the Hundred Broken Knife in hand, it would take a lot of effort to kill him.

And his target is mainly Shang Jiuge, followed by Xue Ling, as for Sheng Junqian, although it is said to be the top of the Jianghu list, it is really an additive.

Of course, maybe Sheng Junqian himself understood this, so he dared to cut him off when he was chasing him.

The so-called knife to cut off the water Sheng Junqian, it doesn't matter whether the water is cut off or not, as long as Yan Han is cut off, he will be satisfied.

Yan Han snorted coldly, rushed forward again, Sheng Junqian drew his knife and stopped again, and this time Yan Han came at Sheng Junqian, he charged up and kicked towards Sheng Junqian's black knife, seeing that this kick was solid, the seriously injured Sheng Junqian couldn't resist it, and he would definitely be kicked away again.

But at this time, Sheng Junqian suddenly withdrew his sword and made way for Yan Han.

Yan Han swept past in front of Sheng Junqian.

Like a white horse passing through the gap.

Sheng Junqian laughed behind Yan Han, no matter how fast Yan Han's speed was, it couldn't be faster than the speed of sound.

"I'm so cool!" Sheng Junqian laughed and coughed, laughing heartily.

But Yan Han didn't have time to pay attention to this cheap Sheng Junqian, after all, no matter what, the most important thing at the moment was to hunt down and kill Lin Xueshang Jiuge who had already escaped, even if the two of them had bee wings to watch, but it was still up to Yan Han to really make a move.

So Yan Han could only listen to Sheng Junqian laughing while shouting at me in the back, and chased in the direction that Xue Ling left.

It's okay - he has bee wing navigation.

And—he ran faster than Xue Ling.

……

……

Xue Ling is on the run.

Xue Ling felt like she had been running away all day today.

From the time he rescued Shang Jiuge and Sheng Junqian in the bazaar, he began to flee.

entered the red-sleeved courtyard and continued to escape.

Now I still run away when I encounter the golden bee.

This made Xue Ling really feel very frustrated.

Yes - if there is no way, when you encounter something, you have to escape.

After all, in the final analysis, I am still too weak.

In other words, the opponent is too strong and too scary.

She could hear the faint gasp of Shang Jiuge in her arms.

Shang Jiu Ge is good at everything, but it's really too brittle.

Especially since she hasn't had much rest in the past two days, and she has been injured three times in a row, which is simply not too miserable.

and Xue Ling slowly discovered that Shang Jiuge's injury was the legendary Buddha injury.

It's as if she was injured after being kicked by Hei Wuyi at noon yesterday, but she didn't have the idea of recuperating at all, but turned around and went to the mountains and forests to fight tigers.

There is no concept of healing at all.

That's why her injuries are accumulating now.

"How is Sheng Junqian?" Shang Jiu Ge asked in his arms.

The last time Xue Ling ran, he dragged the two of them to run together, because at that time, there was a party that broke behind him.

But this time, Xue Ling could only run away with Shang Jiu Ge, so that he couldn't control Sheng Junqian at all.

Of course, Xue Ling also heard the last knife that Sheng Junqian made in the back.

"He's fine." Xue Ling said quietly.

The girl was not simply comforted, but she was now forced to begin to analyze the situation.

"Yan Han's target is us, Sheng Junqian is just a giveaway, relatively speaking, Sheng Junqian is more dangerous to follow us." Xue Ling said as he ran, "Besides, although Sheng Junqian is injured, his foundation is still there, if Yan Han kills him, he will waste time catching up with us, I think Yan Han will definitely not have time to kill him." ”

"So, he's definitely fine."

Shang Jiu Ge nodded in Xue Ling's arms, because Xue Ling's logic was very correct.

"Where are you going now?" Shang Jiu Ge asked again.

"Back to the inn." Xue Ling gritted his teeth and said, "The proprietress and that coward are at the inn, let's go back to the inn, even if the pair of golden bees catch up, we are not afraid." ”

Shang Jiu Ge nodded, and then asked, "What if they catch up now?" ”

Before the words fell, Xue Ling suddenly heard a clanging piano sound.

It's not a tune, it's the breaking sound of someone simply reaching out and playing the strings.

But this sound of breaking sound came into Xue Ling's ears, and Xue Ling only felt that the sea of qi in her body was churning instantly, and her true qi was scurrying in her body, and almost a piano sound made her go crazy in an instant.

The girl's running footsteps staggered instantly, but she gritted her teeth, and while stepping into the air, she even rolled and crawled to regain her balance in the air with Shang Jiuge, and continued to rush forward.

But the second sound sounded again.

Xue Ling only felt a sharp pain in all her internal organs, and she instantly felt that her limbs did not obey the call, and she ran as sluggishly as a wooden man - after all, no matter how fast you run.

Can you run past time?

She slammed and planted herself on the ground in a high-speed running posture, but even when she fell, Xue Ling hugged Shang Jiu Ge in her arms, using her body and arms as support, even if she rolled on the streets of Los Angeles for seventy or eighty laps in a row, she did not let Shang Jiu Ge in her arms be harmed.

"Keep running away." Yan Han's cold laughter came from behind him.

At the same time, the sound of breaking the air came, Xue Ling looked back, and under the moonlight, Yan Han jumped forward with an arrow in the air, like lightning, and kicked towards him and Shang Jiuge.

Shang Jiuge's voice sounded from his arms, "You go quickly." ”

Xue Ling shook his head, turned around and punched, and blasted towards Yan Han's kick.

King Kong is not bad, fully open!

At this time, another piano sounded loudly, and Xue Ling's heart was not good.

At this moment, a quiet flute sounded under the moon, completely disrupting the sound of the piano.

Xue Ling only felt that the true qi that was about to be disordered just now was running, and at the moment when the flute sounded, it was completely unobstructed, like a rushing river, surging in his body.

"Die!" Xue Ling burst out of his mouth, and at the same time smashed a fist on the iron boots of Yan Han, who was kicking him from top to bottom.

Only then did the tentacles realize that Yan Han's foot was so soft that it had no strength at all.

She easily blasted Yan Han out with a punch, and floated more than ten feet away like a kite with a broken string.

An angry female voice rang out in the night sky, "How dare you spoil my good deeds!" ”

Xue Ling heard Fang Bie's voice echoing in the night sky.

"What, you are only allowed to play the piano and disturb the people, and you won't let me play the flute?"

Xue Ling bit her lip and looked at the silhouette of the young man standing on the roof of the night sky, and in an instant, two lines of clear tears flowed down her cheeks.

You're finally here.

P.S. Don't make the scene.

And I've warned a long time ago that this night will be very long, and the author has to write about 15,000 words a day recently because of the relationship between the explosion and the double opening, in fact, each chapter has written enough plot progress and twists, you say I can't help it.

If you feel watery, then you can only say sorry here.

That's the end of the author's ability.

Good night, everyone.