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She naturally remembered the past with Ye Yuelan, but those memories had faded into smoke, and they were just remembered, and they couldn't arouse her throbbing anymore.

And the unspeakable crimes she saw him had a vivid impression and made her feel bad for him......

Let her want to kill him and eliminate harm for the people!

She knew that her kung fu was compared with the other party, and it was not enough to see at all, so she endured it all the time. She felt that once her kung fu reached a sufficient height, even if she could reach half of the opponent's strength, she would dare to draw her sword against him, and fight to the death with him.

Even if it is glorious, it will not hesitate!

But imagination is imagination, and now that she really saw him, she suddenly lost the courage to really draw her sword against him......

Even the other party is still in a period of weakness that is rare to see in a thousand years, and he can fall on his heels when he walks-

Her fingers couldn't help but rub the phoenix soft sword back on her wrist.

If she does it to him at this time, I'm afraid he won't even have the strength to fight back, right?!

She shook her fingers and shook them, and a voice in her head seemed to urge her to hurry up, and there would be no more shops in this village.

But subconsciously I don't want to do anything to him.........

Two thoughts tug-of-war in her mind, which made her heart a little uncomfortable, and her mind buzzed for a while.

There was another sound of footsteps behind him, and it was clear that he had gotten up and followed.

Listening to the footsteps, it was a little unsteady and seemed to stumble.

There was a faint bloody aura coming from behind him, and Jun Crimson suddenly remembered his injured hand.

It should have been hurt a lot! There was a lot of bloodshed......

She paused again.

But then he remembered something, and strode forward without looking back.

This passage was instructed by Ye Yuelan to jump down, it must be his way out, and there must be someone else outside to answer it......

Wait a minute!

Answer?!

Then wouldn't she go out with him and fall into the net?!

She wasn't chased, so what did she run after him!

Jun Crimson suddenly stopped!

The passage is narrow, allowing at most one and a half people to pass through at a time.

As soon as she stopped, Ye Yuelan behind her almost hit her head-on!

He also stood still: "What's wrong?" ”

Jun Scarlet said coldly: "If you want to run, run by yourself!" ”

Sideways around him, turn around and run back!

She wants to go back the way she came, and maybe she can meet with the Brahman......

Ye Yuelan saw her back running away in the dark, and she didn't say a word, leaned against the cave wall, and took out some wound medicine on herself to treat the wounds on her hands.

His right palm was covered with two deep lacerations, and blood was oozing from it......

There was no superfluous expression on his face, and after taking a look, he began to sprinkle wound medicine on it.

The sword in Jun Crimson's hand was obviously not an ordinary sword, and he usually healed automatically within a quarter of an hour when he was injured, and he would not leave even a scar.

But now a full two quarters of an hour have passed, and the wound still has no intention of healing itself, and it still hurts to the core.

His face was not good, and his eyes were thoughtful.

He had a dream a few days ago, in which he was stabbed several times one after another, and knowing that the other party would not tolerate it, he was still stupid and sent to the door one after another and was stabbed by her one after another......

The dream was very vague, and when he woke up, he couldn't even remember the other person's face, and he couldn't remember under what circumstances he was stabbed.

I only vaguely felt that it was a woman who stabbed him,

What stabbed him in the heart was a silver sword......

Although he can't remember the scene clearly, the despair of being stabbed hung over him for a long time.