Several people rushed over together, and the iron rod glistened in the moonlight, and slammed straight at her.

Her eyes reflected the cold light, she turned her head to dodge, grabbed one person's arm and folded it back, kicked it on the other's hips, pounced, and smashed it on the other group.

Her eyes were cold, she bent down to pick up her schoolbag, and she saw a familiar figure in her afterglow, her eyes widened slightly, and the flashing red hair was Master.

She just wanted to chase after her, but she didn't notice that Fu Shenyue picked up the knife behind her and stuck it directly into her slender back, and the body that just wanted to straighten up fell directly to the ground.

The pain of the tear in her back made her eyes red, and she grabbed her schoolbag and threw it directly to block Fu Shenyue's knife again.

Her eyes were red, she lifted her leg and slashed it horizontally, kicking directly to the opponent's head, Fu Shenyue was directly kicked and smashed to the ground.

She grabbed her school bag, reached out and pulled out the dagger on her back, looking at the person at her feet, she held the dagger, her white fingertips were white, and the blood spreading down the silver knife soaked the pale skin, she raised her hand and stabbed the knife into the other party's chest, and the blood came out.

She got up, her steps quickly jumped over the group, chasing towards the red, the blood on her back kept coming out, the pain of the tear stopped her, she leaned against the wall of the fiasco, watching the red disappear, she pulled her pale lips, she wanted to shout something but didn't shout, cold sweat on her forehead.

She tugged at her lips and smiled, she hadn't been so embarrassed in a long time.

She lowered her eyes, and a silver costume in front of her came into view, as well as the red hair that reached her knees, and when she raised her eyes, she was greeted by the delicate and graceful face, and under the moonlight, he smiled extremely gently.

She was slightly distracted, she was the master.

She stretched out her hand in disbelief, and her blood-soaked fingertips fell on the dusty clothes, holding them tightly, and her eyes were red: "Master, my back hurts." ”

The red hair poured down like a fiery cloud and a waterfall, and he bent down and picked up her whole petite body, just as she had been picked up by him in the corner of the orphanage as a child, and left the small place.

His eyes were blue, like a deep blue sea, looking at the frowning girl in his arms, pursing his lips slightly, and a trace of imperceptible pity flashed in his eyes.

He sent her here, the book was actually compiled by him according to his prophecy, and the ultimate goal was actually to send her to the young lord of the night and break his death count, and she was the only person he saw who could break the number of lives.

She is exceptional, unique.

His hand was over her injured back, the silver flame swirling, and the wounded back slowly healed.

He sent her back and closed the door.

Bai Wei, who had obviously gone out, stood at the top of the stairs and raised her eyes to look at the man who came out: "Must she have to!" ”

"It's just her." His eyes were indifferent, and he opened them slightly.

Bai Wei's eyes dimmed slightly, and she clenched her hands tightly, although Bai Yixi was not really her child, but after all, it also came out of her belly, and she was still a little unbearable.

A silver costume walked past her and slowly walked towards the door.

"Lord Priest, the young lord of the night has taken a liking to her." Bai Wei's lip flap moved slightly.

The man's silver costume swayed slightly, and after a slight pause, he continued to leave slowly and disappeared slowly.

Bai Wei turned around, and the man was gone.

Does he really not care.

Bai Wei sighed and left.