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Puff puff!

Almost without any hesitation, Ding Zhu pulled up the hair of the white raincoat, and then stabbed the short sword around her neck directly at the vital point on her body.

During the whole process, she didn't even frown, and she didn't even look at Pei Yu at all, as if she was doing a very ordinary thing, as if she wanted to drink water when she was thirsty and eat when she was hungry.

In fact, not only Pei Yu didn't react, but even Bai Yushirt himself didn't react, when Pei Yu teased Ding Zhu a few times just now, Bai Yu's heart had actually let go a lot, after all, if it continued to develop like this, at least his life was saved.

However, she never thought that this little junior sister would not play cards according to the rules of the cards at all! Shouldn't you hurry up and let yourself go to save your life at this time? What's the deal with poking a knife at yourself?

Even if every knife is not critical, Ding Candle is fast and ruthless, piercing extremely deeply, and the pain makes Bai Rainshirt scream again and again.

After the third knife was drawn, Ding Zhu, who was still expressionless, looked at Pei Yu, who was staring at Pei Yu not far away, and said: "I really can't do anything about you, but if you kill me, I will still be on her, although this business is a bit of a loss, but I reluctantly accept it." ”

"Slut!" Pei Yu was really enraged at this time, he didn't expect that this little girl who looked like she was only twelve or thirteen years old was such a ruthless character: "Sure enough, it's a femme fatale, since you want to die so much, if I don't fulfill you, I'll be so sorry for you." ”

The red eyes showed a fierce light, and at first glance, there was murderous intent.

Saying that he is not nervous is actually false, in this situation, except for the white rainshirt that was stabbed three times by himself in his hand, which can slightly contain Pei Yu, Ding Zhu can't see that the situation has any favorable conditions for him.

martial arts, she doesn't have it, Pei Yu is against the sky; physical strength, she is a weak chicken, Pei Yu is a man in the prime of life; age, she is only twelve years old, and Pei Yu is already twenty years old in his prime; Strength, she even had a hard time grabbing the white rainshirt, but Pei Yu was able to deal with so many middle-aged men without any fatigue.

No matter how you look at it, she is mortal.

But even if that were the case, what could it be?

At this time, Ding Zhu suddenly became less nervous, she seemed to be immersed in her own world all of a sudden, the surroundings were quiet, she couldn't hear the wind through the forest beating leaves, she couldn't hear Xie Muhuang's almost desperate hoarseness, and she couldn't hear Pei Yu's nonsense and the pain of the white raincoat.

All she could hear was the sound of her own heart beating, and then and again, and again.

Not quickly, as usual, forceful and indifferent.

Let's fight, if you die, you die, and if you win, you can live.

When Pei Yu's sword was raised and stabbed towards it, Ding Zhu told himself.

She even closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to hear the sound of the sharp blade cutting through the air, as if she could hear the chaotic aura that belonged to Pei Yu, and as if she could hear the sound from the flow of life.

Xie Muhuang watched Pei Yu rush towards Ding Candle, he closed his eyes in despair, he took a deep breath, his heart was full of an emotion called pathos that was constantly stirring, probably, this is fate.

A heart was also lifted by Meng Chong on the side, and when he saw Pei Yu's sword stabbing out like this, his eyes blurred uncontrollably, it was just a child.

It's really just a child, even two years younger than her son, and at noon, she was still yelling to eat roast goose, but now she is dying alive in front of herself......

The tip of the sword pierced through the silence of the night, and then sank deep into the warmth of flesh.

Burst.

It's a sharp and soft touch, it's a fusion of cold and warmth, it's a collision of life and death.

The piercing coldness in his chest swept Pei Yu's whole body in an instant, he widened his eyes and looked at the familiar and loving face in front of him, the eyes on that face were the same as his, they widened in disbelief, and the corners of her slightly open lips seemed to be tumbling with some words, but all she spit out was gurgling blood foam.

Pei Yu, who couldn't believe it, tentatively looked down at the sword in his hand, the long sword that he was familiar with was deeply submerged in the chest of the white rainshirt at this moment.

No, it's not!

How so? It's fake, right?!

Pei Yu only felt that his mind was blank, his trembling voice was broken, and his whole body was even more trembling like sifting chaff, "Rainshirt? ”

The tone of disbelief made him think that it was all a dream, and it was clear that his sword was aimed at the girl just now.

Just like he drew his sword countless times and stabbed out, countless hits, never missed, but, but, what is going on now? What the hell was going on?

Why did the long sword in his hand end up in the body of the white raincoat, and why did this happen?

Pei ...... Lang ...... "The palms of the white rainshirt were covered with sticky blood, and she tightly grasped Pei Yu's hand holding the hilt of the sword, just these two words completely drained all her strength, and she wanted to say something, but in the end it was in vain."

"Rainshirt! Rainshirt ——! Pei Yu hugged the white rainshirt and screamed heartbreakingly, two lines of hot tears rolled out of his red eyes.

It's just that the things that make people desperate and sad are far more than that, just when Pei Yu was still immersed in the sadness of losing his white raincoat, his chest was even colder, so cold that it seemed that the desperate snow wind blowing out in the cold winter of Counting Nine instantly froze his whole person.

Something seemed to be flowing in his chest, and he looked down this time carefully.

The tip of a short sword protruded from his chest, and although there wasn't much exposed, the chill stained with thick blood still made him shiver.

This is the short sword of the white rainshirt.

This is the short sword that Pei Yu gave to the white rainshirt.

This is the short sword that has just fallen into the hands of the girl, used to put it on the neck of the white raincoat, and even more to pierce her body.

However, how could this short sword appear here at this moment? How can it appear on your own body, on your own chest?

From the position of the dagger, it seems that it was pierced from his back, but who could do that? Who would dare to do that?

Pei Yu couldn't figure it out, he only felt that at this moment, all his thoughts were solidified into a stone, and he could no longer flow, he stood in place holding the white rainshirt that had lost his breath, motionless, as if he wanted to stand himself as a pine tree, and as if he wanted to stand himself as an eternity.

"It's all over."

Until, he heard someone say that.