Chapter 3: You Can Take Care of Me Now

When Ye Junchen heard this, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he quickly got up from the female corpse, ignoring the illusion in front of him, picked up the long knife on the ground and prepared to leave.

A heavy object suddenly pressed on his back, the mud-stained arm wrapped around his neck, the cold touch was like two snakes, and the woman's legs clamped his waist tightly from behind, making Ye Junchen's entire back fall into coldness.

"Ah, where are you going?" Only the breath that came out was warm, and the soft voice carried a hint of arrogance, "I finally saw you, don't leave!" ”

"Girl, you recognized the wrong person."

Ye Junchen had no time to care about what she was, grabbed the other party's arm and wanted to tear her off, but the woman didn't move, he had to use his internal strength, but the other party was like a rock.

"How could I recognize the wrong person, you are Ah Huan, my Ah Huan!"

In a displeased tone, the woman pressed her face tightly against the back of his neck, her arms gradually tightened, and she hugged Ye Junchen tightly.

The battle on the cliff became more and more intense, Ye Junchen didn't want to waste any more time, he frowned, and flew up directly with the woman on his back.

The brothers of Dali Temple were all injured by the sword, and their skin was open, and some of them were injured to the point of being critical, and their lives were worried.

The addition of Ye Junchen did not change the situation.

"My lord, why don't you leave?!" Lin Tao roared in a low voice, "It's not worth dying here!" ”

"It's worth it or not, I have the final say!" Ye Junchen pointed at the group of black-clothed people in front of him with the tip of his knife, "Come!" ”

When the man in black saw Ye Junchen going and returning, he naturally went towards him and besieged him in an instant.

"They're going to kill you?"

The woman lying on her back looked at the crowd rushing over and asked softly.

"Girl, you run for your life." Ye Junchen clutched the silver knife in his hand, frowned, and said in a low voice, "I don't have time to take care of you, I can't protect you." ”

The woman glanced at Ye Junchen's side face, and one of them turned over and jumped off his body, and at the same time rushed out in the direction of the man in black.

Her speed was too fast, Ye Junchen didn't have time to react, and the other party had already come to the front of the man in black.

When he wanted to rush over to save someone, he saw the man in black who was close to the woman fall down, and all of them were hit by the vital point and killed instantly.

Not to mention that Ye Junchen and the others looked at this scene in amazement, even the man in black was frightened by such a strange scene.

No matter how strong a person is in martial arts, he can't resist this woman's move, only to hear a click, her neck is broken, and she dies.

In the blink of an eye, there were only the last five of the more than thirty men in black left.

As if she had killed enough, the woman turned around and returned to Ye Junchen, with her hands behind her back, standing on tiptoe, looking at him with a pair of big eyes as clear as a spring blinking, and her little face full of mud showed a bright smile.

"You can take care of me now."

“……”

Ye Junchen's temples suddenly hurt.

The catcher next to him looked at this woman of unknown origin, but her body was like a ghost, and she didn't dare to get too close for a while, as if she had no malice towards adults, and her heart relaxed a little, and attacked the remaining people in black.

After walking in, I found that they were pointed, and as soon as they were relieved of the acupoint, the other party bit through the dark medicine and vomited blood to death.

The night breeze was a little cool, the ragged woman lowered her head and shook a little, and then sneezed quietly, Ye Junchen quickly took off her coat and draped it on her.

At this moment, the person who was still alive and kicking was like a deflated ball, falling lifelessly into the man's arms.