"Crackling..."

The dry wood was burning, and the light of the fire was constantly flickering, pulling and twisting the shadows of the people. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yuan Ci and Yu Kuai's eyes gathered at the gate of the broken temple, holding the young man who thought he was a woman in his arms.

Whether you have practiced martial arts or not, whether it is through your eyes or your steps, you can easily see it.

This is an ordinary person who has not practiced martial arts, but the woman in his arms can't be seen for a while.

They could only see that this woman had a good figure, and as for that beautiful face, because it was buried in Xinghuan's chest, the two of them couldn't see it.

Yuan Ci and Catch Kuai did not relax their vigilance, but secretly became more vigilant.

Xinghuan could see it, but he didn't care, just hugged Yin'er, walked to the fire, and sat down quietly.

Suddenly, the three were in a triangular pattern, surrounding a small fire.

Xinghuan didn't care who lit the fire, and he didn't care about the two people facing him in front of him.

All he cared about now was the sound of the cold huddle in his arms, his eyes closed and trembling slightly.

The fire was a little small, Xinghuan got up and wanted to add some dry firewood.

There was a lot of dry wood in the corners of the ruined temple.

"Childe, don't leave the slave family..."

Bowing his head, Xinghuan looked at the weak and pitiful voice in his arms, smiled gently, and said softly: "Okay." ”

Xinghuan hugged Yin'er and got up.

Inexplicably, the two people who were secretly confronting each other opened their mouths at the same time.

Catch fast: "Little brother." ”

Yuan Ci: "Big brother." ”

One word difference, two tones.

Xing Huan glanced at the cold young man in surprise, he couldn't imagine that such a very realistic Northeast dialect suddenly came out of the mouth of a cold person.

Full of disobedience.

Yuan Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and from Xinghuan's eyes, he could see that Xinghuan was also a player.

It's good to be players, at least, they have something in common.

Humans are social animals, and obviously, in some cases, it is easier for players to stand next to each other.

Yuan Ci was relieved, but he was not at ease when he caught it, although he didn't know why, but he could see that his opponent had the upper hand.

He had secretly prepared for the worst in his heart.

In this case, an ordinary person is also very likely to change the final outcome between two people.

Xinghuan hugged Yin'er, kicked some short, slender wood in the corner to the fire, sat down slowly, and added firewood.

He was just surprised for a moment, and ignored the two of them.

The two just called him and continued to confront him, ignoring him no more.

The inside of the ruined temple continued to be calm, and the sound of rain outside finally began to weaken.

The fire with dry firewood added was getting bigger and bigger, Xinghuan breathed a sigh of relief silently, and hugged Yin'er a little closer to the fire.

Most of the attention of the two in the confrontation was on their respective bodies, and the two of them just swept away the spring light leaked by Yin'er and didn't care.

The atmosphere is getting heavier and heavier, and a small mistake between the two is likely to result in death.

I don't want to die, and I don't want to die.

Therefore, Yuan Ci spoke: "Big brother, how about a favor?" ”

Xinghuan gently wiped Yin'er's forehead and cheeks with his dry palm, and said without raising his head: "I'm not interested." ”

Yuan Ci was not discouraged, his eyes were fixed on the catcher, and he continued: "Then how about making a deal?" ”

Xinghuan thought for a while and said with a smile: "Tell me." ”

Yuan Ci was expressionless, and said coldly: "Help me kill this catcher, and in the future, I can help you kill someone or do one thing for free." ”

After a pause, Yuan Ci added: "I am a killer, the killer of the Seven Killing Sect. ”

"Okay."

Xinghuan didn't know what the Seven Killings Gate represented, but he thought about it and agreed with an unpredictable smile.

For this smile, Yuan Ci faintly had some bad premonitions.

Xinghuan suddenly agreed, because he suddenly thought that there was a Sun Zhutou chasing him behind him, if Sun Zhutou caught up, maybe this killer who claimed to be the Seven Killing Gate could help.

If you don't catch up, you can also get a promise from the other party.

Although I don't know if this promise is useful, it doesn't seem difficult for him to kill a seriously injured catcher.

Moreover, he just promised to help.

If there is a life-threatening crisis, this favor will naturally not help.

Everything, it depends on what Yuan Ci does, whether it is worth his help.

Yuan Ci understood, and Yu Kuai also understood, so with a flash of lightning, the two moved.

The weapon of catching fast is a knife, and the weapon of Yuan Ci is a sword.

The two of them who were seriously injured inevitably weakened a lot in attack, and there were many flaws in the fight, and the two of them were powerless.

Now, it seems that it all depends on what Xinghuan does.

Yin'er opened her eyes and glanced at the two people who were fighting, then lost interest and continued to curl up in Xinghuan's arms.

Xinghuan tightened the delicate body in his arms lovingly and looked at the fight.

There were three items on his body, one was the sword left by the man who had died in Yin'er's hands before, one was Yin'er's dagger, and the other was the maple leaf that fell on his shoulder on the road.

The sword's warmth value is 5.

The dagger's health value is 2.

The temperature value of the maple leaf is 1 point.

He just tried it casually, but found that the Concentration Qi Gathering Mysterious Method could warm multiple items at the same time, but the more he warmed, the slower the warmth value.

However, the time required to obtain the first point of temperature nutrient value is the same.

No matter how many items are warmed at the same time, the items that are warmed will get a little warmth value for ten minutes.

At the same time, the more you keep warm, the slower the temperature value, and only one item is warmed, and the later you go, the slower the increase in the temperature value will be.

Xinghuan suddenly felt that he would probably never see how powerful it would be when the temperature value reached one hundred points.

On top of that, it took a long time to keep an item of full value, but it could only be used once...

It feels like the gains outweigh the losses.

However, in addition to the ability to warm up and the ability to resist the attacks of spiritual exercises, the secret method also has a hidden ability, which makes Xinghuan like it very much, and it is also the most useful to him.

This ability is danger prediction.

When his life is threatened, he can clearly feel the source of the threat and then take refuge.

Before, the man who was about to ** Yin'er suddenly stabbed out a sword, and he just felt the danger, so the sword that was supposed to kill only left a wound on his arm.

If he practiced martial arts, that sword would only be in vain.

Just like now, inexplicably, Xinghuan retracted the sigh in his heart, tilted his head, and a cold knife slashed off a strand of his hair, whistling past his ears.

At the same time, Yuan Ci was almost kicked in the chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood and flying upside down.

Zhu Kuai's face was extremely pale, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at Xinghuan with a gloomy expression, he didn't expect that this young man who didn't seem to know any martial arts would dodge his knife.

But so what, an ordinary person, just luck.

Yuan Ci was already lying on the ground, struggling, coughing, but he couldn't get up.

Catch Kuai sneered, gritted his teeth, held on to the injury, stepped in front of Xinghuan, and slapped it with one palm.