"Hah—I yawned so hard that tears rolled out of my eyes. After more than five months of classes, it's finally a vacation. But I don't know why, there is always a trace of uneasiness in my heart, but when I think of going on vacation in the forest with Yoshiko the day after tomorrow, the trace of uneasiness in my heart is immediately covered by full excitement.

I took a comfortable shower, changed into soft pajamas, and was about to walk towards the sofa, but suddenly stopped. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I am deaf and clear-sighted, but I just glanced at it at random and found the clues. In the corner of the curtain, in the white light, there was a shadow. The shadow was only a little revealed, and if you didn't look closely, you really couldn't find it.

I feel a little nervous in my heart, I can't help it, others say that "art masters are bold", but I'm very timid, and I'm especially afraid of ghosts, and I never watch ghost movies (although I still believe in science). However, I knew that there must be a person behind the curtain (the ghost has a shadow), and I didn't know who it was, but I wasn't too afraid, so I approached the person behind the curtain little by little.

Four meters・・・・・・ three meters・・・・・・ two meters・・・・・・ one meter・・・・・・ I held the fruit knife from the glass table in my hand, and pointed the tip of the knife at the curtain. But what struck me was that the man was motionless, not even the slightest tremor. If it weren't for the dark shadow, I would have thought I had seen it wrong. The moment my fingers touched the curtain, a slender hand grabbed mine! I was so startled that I was about to scream, and another hand covered my mouth tightly, and then I felt a flower in front of me, and it felt as if I had taken off.

"Bang-"

"Uhhh

My face twitched in pain, shit! It turned out that it wasn't "like", I was really thrown off! Luckily, I fell on the side of the bed, and there was a blanket on the side of the bed, otherwise I would have had a concussion! I couldn't speak, so I had to look at the man who had almost caused me a concussion.

It was a handsome and cold face, with deep eyes, and long oblique bangs covering half of his face, and because I was so close to him, I could faintly see a hint of gold in his black pupils. I was slightly surprised at the time, but the circumstances didn't allow me to think about it anymore. I only heard a "bang", and my glass lamp of several hundred yuan was scrapped by that person.

I heard the sound of the windows flipping out, and from the messy footsteps I knew there were at least a dozen of them. The man who had captured me whispered in my ear, "If you don't want to die, don't make trouble," he let go of the hand covering my mouth and lay motionless next to me, listening to the movement in the room. I was embarrassed, but I also knew that those people were definitely not good, so I couldn't help but let go of my breath, for fear of being discovered.

I can't see the moon or the stars tonight, there are layers of dark clouds outside, and the room is naturally pitch black, and I can't see my fingers. I think the atmosphere in the room is very tense (of course, I am not stupid to liven up the atmosphere), and there is a sense of depression and gloom, like dark clouds outside, which makes people feel very dull.

The beam of the flashlight flickered in front of my eyes, which really scared me half to death, but thankfully he and I had moved under the bed, so it wasn't easy to spot. However, before I could breathe a sigh of relief, my heart was pinched again, almost suffocating me.

The footsteps are getting closer and clearer. My heart was beating fast, like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of my mouth, my breathing was slightly disturbed, my teeth were biting my lips tightly, and my palms were sweating with tension. But he didn't seem to hear footsteps, and remained as calm as a statue.

Unbeknownst to him, he suddenly kicked at the approaching person, not to mention that the gang was caught off guard, and even I was startled. You said that you were motionless like a stone one second, and the next second you were as sharp as a sword, is it really "quiet as a virgin, moving like a mad rabbit"?

I can't care so much, it's the same whether I fight or not anyway, I cursed in my heart, jumped up smartly, and kicked one of the people closest to me by the way. He was stunned by my sharp kick for a second, and I yelled in a vicious voice: "What do you see? Can't this girl be able to do martial arts? "If you hadn't attacked so suddenly, I wouldn't have been caught by you! I silently added in my heart.

But as I spoke, the men in the room had surrounded us. Of course, I can't stupidly say anything stupid to them like "I'm not the same kind as him" or "let me go", although I don't know who these people are, but just the evil aura that emanates from them makes me know that these people are definitely a group of "demons" who kill people without blinking an eye and treat human life like ants! Instead of doing it right away, these men stared at us warily, as if they were a little jealous of him. But the deadlock was quickly broken by one of my sneezes.

To tell the truth, those people are really veterans of murder. One by one, they are ruthless and decisive, without the slightest drag, and the moves are all deadly tricks to kill! But I'm not a fuel-efficient lamp either. Although I didn't even know who my parents were, my only relative when I was fifteen years old, Aunt Feng Lianzi, also left. But in the end, I was forced to practice martial arts by Aunt Feng Lianzi since I was a child, and my kung fu is naturally not bad, although I have never killed anyone, and I am not ruthless enough, but it is enough to deal with these people. And he almost made my jaw drop.

He was so fast that I could barely see it (also because it was too dark), and he was hundreds of times more ruthless than those guys, and almost every time he made a shot, I could hear a scream. This makes me a little depressed, I think he is about the same age as me, and he may only be a year or two older than me when he dies (and it doesn't look like he is older than me), how can he be so much better than me? Ya is really more popular than people! But this thought only flashed through my mind, because I didn't have time to think about anything else, and the sharp slap in front of me didn't make me distracted anymore.

But there are too many people, and it seems that there are at least a dozen or so people before, but now it seems that there are at least twenty or even more. I just blocked the palm in front of me, but another person next to me kicked at me, I really wanted to have an extra hand, but unfortunately I was not Nezha, I could only watch myself being beaten.

"Bang-" A quick flash of a leg in front of me saw that the person who wanted to kick me had been kicked away. I smiled at him gratefully (it was too dark to see it) and said, "Although you hurt me so badly, you are still quite righteous. My name is Kirin, what's your name? He had just kicked a man close to him and said, "What? I couldn't help but roll my eyes and said angrily: "I said my name is Qilin, what is your name?" I almost shouted it, so he could definitely hear it.

However, he was stunned, staring at me blankly, not even noticing that there was a person behind him who wanted to beat him with a stick. I scolded "nerves" and quickly ripped him away and kicked the man away. I was about to open my mouth to scold him, but he grabbed my hand and said to the gang in a cold voice: "Get out! Otherwise・・・・・・ you will have no return! "I secretly rolled my eyes in my heart, why didn't I say it sooner if it was useful?

But to my surprise, the gang actually left, and they did it with fear. I looked at him in amazement, and was about to speak, but he hugged me. I opened my mouth to scold, but when you were playing hooligan, you were messed up by one of his words.

"Sister・・・・・・"

This ・・・・・・ this is a Shenma situation?!