The woman in white looked down at Zhu Luan, who was sitting on the ground, and looked at her condescendingly, waiting for her answer.

Zhu Luan gasped slightly, raised his head and glanced at the woman, and then lowered his eyelids like a frightened deer, the whole person shrunk into a ball, and whispered like a mosquito fly, "I...... My name is ......"

Seeing the reaction of the girl in front of her, the woman in white laughed softly, a hint of disdain flashed in her eyes, she took a step forward, and asked softly, "Huh?" What is it called? ”

Song Huaizhu turned a deaf ear to the conversation between the two women, and just stared down at his fingers and the wound on Zhu Luan's chest. Inadvertently, I found that Zhu Luan's hand was moving slowly under the cover of the sleeves.

The woman in white continued to take a step forward, and then stood still, she didn't wait for Zhu Luan's answer for a long time, and her tone was a little impatient, "This girl, can you speak louder?" What exactly is your name? ”

Zhu Luan's body trembled slightly at an amplitude visible to the naked eye, the little girl's voice sounded intermittent and lacking in qi, because of the low head, the exposed neck was more slender, and the tender white skin was oozing with beads of sweat, looking even more delicate.

"My name is ......"

Zhu Luan dragged the end of the sentence for a long time, and seeing her like this, the woman in white took another step forward when she heard the words.

Song Huaizhu's fingers, who were bowing his head, suddenly trembled slightly.

"You ......," said the woman in white, and before she could finish speaking, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she flashed to the side as fast as an afterimage!

The air in the room changes suddenly!

Ding Ding Ding Three Crisp Sounds!

The air was torn apart in an instant.

In an instant, the woman in white who used all her strength to dodge to the side crashed into the bookshelf next to her because of her speed. She leaned against the bookshelf, gasping for breath, and when she looked closely, she found that there were three poisonous needles stuck in the ground where she had been standing!

The steel needles were completely black, shimmering with ominous brilliance, and had penetrated deep into the ground made of rock, and the surface of the needle's eyes on the rocks was also blackened, showing signs of corrosion.

It can be seen how strong the poison quenched on this needle is.

"You!" Seeing the poisonous needle on the ground, the woman in white realized it, and then became afraid, and turned her head to stare at the girl not far away.

Zhu Luan raised her head, her eyes were clear, her body was no longer shaking, her voice was no longer soft, and her two big eyes were full of regret.

"Cut." The girl snorted at the first point.

"Didn't hit? It seems to be the Ascending Extreme Realm, when the Ascending Extreme Realm becomes as much as Chinese cabbage, and you can encounter it anywhere. Zhu Luan muttered quietly.

When the woman in white heard her words, she realized that the girl's cowardly appearance just now was just a joke, and the dignified expression on her face showed a crack, and then she laughed coldly.

"You dare to plot against me, you're also very interesting." The woman in white smiled.

With a snort, she pulled out one of the twin swords inserted in her waist, and pointed the sword in her right hand at Zhu Luan, who was sitting on the ground.

The internal qi belonging to the Ascending Extreme Realm surged out, compressing the air in the entire space, and waves of majestic and powerful waves.

Books rattle on the shelves around us, and the air is filled with the smell of impending wind and rain.

If it were an ordinary person, with this internal strength and qi wave alone, he would be shattered and his heart and lungs would vomit blood and die.

Although it is not one-tenth of Song Huaizhu's coercion when he broke through the realm, it is enough to deal with an ordinary girl who has just been pierced through the chest by a sharp sword and does not have a trace of breath fluctuations on her body.

Zhu Luan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the woman in white with a sweet smile in front of him, but the corners of his eyes were slightly red with anger.

Her left hand lifted up slightly, reaching for the flower bell she had hidden in the hem of her chest.

Just when the woman's internal strength in white was about to spread to her, Song Huaizhu, who had been silently watching Zhu Luan's wound with his head down, suddenly raised his head.

The man's misty eyes under the white jade mask flashed with a glimmer of light.

Song Huaizhu, who was still a virgin just now, looked up into Zhu Luan's eyes, and then shook his head at her.

The two looked at each other and were speechless for a moment. Zhu Luan didn't understand why Song Huaizhu shook his head at her, and Song Huaizhu didn't want to explain anything.

Did he know what he wanted to do?

Shrouded in Song Huaizhu's unique atmosphere, Zhu Luan forgot to speak, and he didn't know how to speak.

In this somewhat strange atmosphere, he suddenly moved.

This movement was like thunder, like the collapse of a great river and the collapse of snow, a vast rush and spread out, stirring the broken paper and the dust between the bookshelves magnificently, the young man took out a long knife out of nowhere, the knife was not unsheathed, as if holding a stick, grasping it, pointing to the tip of the long sword of the woman in white not far away.

The majestic true qi spread out in front of the two of them like an endless barrier, but unlike the domineering energy when they first saw Song Huaizhu, this time the true qi was quiet and profound, like deep still water.

Let Zhu Luan feel very comfortable.

And in this true qi that is more vast and clear than the sea, the inner strength of the woman in white was wiped out in an instant, and the sense of oppression disappeared completely.

The light of the fireflies cannot compete with the sun and the moon.

In a stronger light, there is no possibility of other rays of light.

The realm gap is too big.

This feeling is undoubtedly a great blow to cultivators, especially those who are conceited and gifted.

The woman in white took a few steps back, and the hand that was originally holding the sword trembled slightly.

"No wonder you didn't discover my existence, the Rong Yin Charm is only useful for martial artists above the Ascending Realm, Senior Brother...... You...... It broke through to the unknown. ”

It turned out to be a spell that could hide the aura of a martial artist above the Ascending Realm for a quarter of an hour.

Zhu Luan looked coldly at the woman not far away.

This kind of charm is very cherished, and it is generally only used to save life when life and death are at stake, and it is actually used by this stupid woman to chase the so-called "senior brother". It seems that this woman's family background may not be ordinary.

Song Huaizhu turned a deaf ear to the words of the woman in white, turned around again, landed on one knee, and put his finger on the wound on Zhu Luan's chest.

The long knife was put on the ground by him, Song Huaizhu looked at her calmly, his eyes became misty again, and the sound of thin ice echoed among the bookshelves.

"How does it feel?" He finally said the first thing the woman in white said when she appeared.

Zhu Luan just looked at him, still not knowing what to say.

This person who seemed to be far away, since the moment they met, he was close to her, and in just two encounters, he saved her twice.

That's what I said, but in the final analysis, I was in danger twice, and I couldn't get rid of this person at all!

Although his own distress may not have been the man's intention, he helped in time every time.

Zhu Luan didn't even understand why he was helping her.

She didn't know what he looked like or what his real name was.

Just now he looked at her and shook his head, what did he find? What did you learn?

Zhu Luan just looked at him, and the dark tide in his heart was surging.

Just a moment of looking at each other. Those blurry and indifferent eyes like an abyss, the content in them was too mysterious for Zhu Luan to understand.

And when the chest was pierced by the sword, what was the misty shadow in front of him and the strange feeling that flashed in the depths of his heart?

At this time, the wound on the chest caused a sharp pain for no reason.

The spirits that had been silent stirred inexplicably.

Zhu Luan trembled.

"What's wrong?" Song Huaizhu asked.

Before Zhu Luan could answer, the cold voice of the woman in white came from the opposite side.

"Senior brother, you actually do this for outsiders, do you really not care about anything?"

"I'm not your brother." Song Huaizhu replied quietly. "If you attack ordinary people who have no realm, as long as you are a cultivator, you can't ignore them."

"So you really don't care about me at all?" The woman asked with a smile, she looked calm, but Zhu Luan somehow read an ominous taste from her smile.

"It's not about me." Song Huaizhu said lightly.

"Really?" The woman laughed instead of being angry, and the right hand holding the sword suddenly flipped her wrist, pulled a sword flower, and gently rested the blade of the silver light on the wrist of her left hand.

"So, don't you care?" The woman in white looked at Song Huaizhu deeply, and gently cut her arm with her sword-

The woman's skin was cut, and bright red blood beads rushed out.

Song Huaizhu's pupils shrank, and the originally peaceful true qi around him suddenly surged.

Although the woman in white's self-mutilation behavior was strange, Zhu Luan didn't think that this man would be shaken by this level of things, and poked his head out from behind suspiciously.

Then she froze.

Bright red blood flowed from the arm of the woman in white, and the blood fell to the ground, where it immediately burned.

Turned into golden-red flames.