The black gauze tent rose suddenly, and the wind brought by the mysterious man swept the gauze tent straight into it and floated even higher than just now.

At the moment when the tent was raised, the mysterious man's eyes froze, and when he came to the pool with a light tap on his toes, he saw that Cheng Xinyan had passed out in the part of the lotus petals, and it seemed that she was already unconscious.

The faint breath sounded like it was about to die immediately.

The corners of his mouth were coldly hooked, and he secretly cursed a sentence that deserved: "I don't know what is dead or alive." ”

Immediately, his fingertips shook, and the drop of blood on his fingertips had already flown towards Cheng Xinyan.

Qing Xiu's eyes flashed, although he was puzzled in his heart, he also shouted that it was not good, and as soon as he turned his palm, the long sword in his hand drove straight towards the mysterious man, and the other hand flicked his long sleeves and was about to stop the drop of blood-red liquid, but the mysterious man turned his foot and jumped away from the place, and he also dodged his long sword.

And Qing Xiu's original intention was just to stop the drop of red liquid, although he didn't know what the blood-red liquid was, but since the mysterious person threw it at her, it must not be a good thing, seeing that it had been stopped, he didn't chase after it.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a sound, he turned his head, and when he saw that the cuffs were slowly dissolving and the green smoke was rising, he frowned slightly, and without hesitation, he used the long sword in his hand to cut off the part of the clattering sleeve, but in the blink of an eye, it was gone.

Unexpectedly, when the part of the sleeve that had been cut off on the ground was dissolved, the sleeve on his body caught fire instead, his eyes flashed, and when he was about to take off his clothes, he felt someone attacking behind him, and he immediately turned around, raised his long sword and slashed at the man.

The mysterious man failed to sneak attack, but turned his footsteps, picked up the short knife he took from his hand at some point, and stabbed at Cheng Xinyan, he caught the weakness of Qing Xiu, and now he only focuses on his weakness, and he has tried and tested repeatedly.

Qing Xiu's eyes were fierce, ignoring the sudden fire in his hand, he turned around and went to stop him, but the mysterious man moved one step faster, and he was already holding the short knife and pointing it directly at Cheng Xinyan's throat, and sneered: "Don't come here, otherwise it's hard to guarantee that my hand won't shake carelessly, and then ......" He turned his head and looked at Cheng Xinyan meaninglessly.

Although Qing Xiu couldn't see the expression on his face, he knew that he had taken Cheng Xinyan as a life saver when he turned his head, and he couldn't help but have a cold look in his eyes: "Despicable." ”

The mysterious man seemed to have heard some great joke, laughed, and with that hoarse voice, it sounded very harsh at this time, and Qing Xiu couldn't help but frown.

"I'm not a gentleman, and if I say despicable, I'll take it as if you praise me, and I won't care." The mysterious man shook the short knife in his hand.

Qing Xiu: "......"

He stared at the short knife in his hand, for fear that he would really shake it and go down, then he took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and there was a sound of scorching in his arm, and a burning smell came, although the fire burned slowly, but it had already reached his arm, he gritted his teeth and ignored: "How can you let her go?" ”

The mysterious man turned his head and looked at Cheng Xinyan: "You care about her so much, how about putting down the long sword in your hand?" I'll think about it. He looked at Qing Xiu.

Qing Xiu's eyes flashed, but he didn't speak, but he really put down the long sword in his hand.

With a clang, the sword had already landed.

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