Chapter 7 What about being a villain?

It's not that the wind evil has no heart and lungs, it's just that people who have been bitten by snakes have a long memory. If he hurts someone, he will apologize, even if he bears the name of cold-bloodedness, and will never repeat the mistakes of the past.

After dinner, he said hello to the three of them. Then he threw his hands like a shopkeeper and threw the two frowning brothers to Han Muxin. He believed that Mu Xin could judge that Luo Mingling did not mean harm, at least temporarily. And Na Shengle's threat, since he said that it was okay, he could be sure.

In his opinion, his recent change should be forced to spread out his hole cards, and the hole cards are nothing more than his identity and life experience that have never been revealed. After all, the aura around him was very different from that of the cultivators in this world, no matter how smart he was, he couldn't expect it if he hadn't seen it.

Feng Xie walked out of the school gate alone, and Luo Mingling thought that he was well hidden, and followed closely, not leaving an inch.

"Classmate Luo, it's going to be dark now, I'm afraid it's not good for you to follow me again?" Feng Xie suddenly stopped, looked at the Luo Mingling hidden behind him, and said with a smile.

"I've got to follow you, you're in danger right now. Luo Mingling's eyes flashed with surprise, and he lowered his head, but his tone was very resolute.

"It's worthy of a person who can change shifts in just ten minutes, and the news is quite well-informed. However, I'm really dangerous now, and you're a girl by my side, isn't it adding to the burden. I don't want to drag you down, and I don't want to be dragged down by others, so you better hurry up. Feng Xie looked at her, his face was cold, like ice and snow, where was there still a cute and innocent look in the daytime.

Although he doesn't care much about being seen killing people, the less people know about it, the better, and Luo Mingling is still a person with an unknown purpose, if she still wants to follow him, then she must prove her position. Otherwise, letting her get close would be tantamount to setting herself on fire.

Unsurprisingly, she followed, and never spoke again. The wind evil has the intention to get rid of her, but how can the current wind evil be easily able to get rid of it. The wind evil had the heart to say something about not making trouble for himself or something, but he kept silent.

In the night, the thin lips are slightly raised, and the thin face is awe-inspiring. On the path, people and murderous spirits moved together, getting closer and closer.

Feng Xie smiled faintly and walked forward, neither in a hurry nor slowly. However, in the interval between his calmness, the girl who had originally lowered her head actually took two steps and walked in front of him.

The figure is thin but has its own style and bones, thin but unique charm. The wind evil is still suspicious, still unbelieving, still laughing playfully.

Even he couldn't imagine how she could be so light and simple.

"There's an ambush ahead, don't go over......" Yu Mingling stood in front of the wind evil.

"If it weren't for them, why do you think I would come out alone?" The deep voice of the wind fell on Luo Mingling's ears, like lightning, thinking of the wind, which surprised her and made her mind spin.

Wind Demon squinted and looked at her. I saw that she hesitated for a moment, but suddenly she seemed to be angry, and strode forward. Regardless of the wind and evil, she lifted her breath and walked straight to the dim alley in front of her.

"Boss, Ye Fengxie is here, and there is a woman, and the woman is in front of him. ”

"What's wrong with a woman, didn't you just treat a few brothers, keep an eye on me, it's not good to let that kid escape this time and explain it to Young Master Sheng. ”

There was a whisper in the alley, but Luo Mingling had already walked in. Scarface, who was originally speaking, was stunned for a moment, with a smile on his face, and walked straight towards Luo Mingling. I don't seem to see the wind demon following behind......

"This classmate, it's really fate to be able to meet in this kind of place! Go with my brother! Brother invites you to have supper! Then let's hurry up and go to the Golden Emperor Club......" Scarface's face showed a smug look, but Feng Xie, who was only two steps slower, was a little sympathetic.

Sure enough, before the words were finished, only a "pop" sound was heard! The man flew out upside down in an instant, smashing heavily on the garbage can that was more than half a person high.

"Yo, this big brother has good guts! The girl I didn't dare to provoke was actually molested by you. As he spoke, the Wind Demon took two steps and turned his head to look at Luo Mingling. saw that his always calm face was full of grievances and anger, and his original white skin turned crimson.

The Wind Demon turned sideways, blocking her behind. People who have never had a heart and lungs are a little distressed at this time. He originally wanted to test it, whether it was Luo Mingling's attitude or her cultivation. At the moment, although the attitude is clear, the cultivation is still unknown. But the wind evil can't bear it anymore, and he still can't change this soft-hearted problem.

"You, want to protect me?" Luo Mingling was cautious, and his words revealed unconcealed joy. However, the joy was followed by the determination to stand up.

"There are so many people, you can't beat them, it's still me ......"

Luo Mingling wanted to speak, but the wind evil interrupted her. He tapped her on the shoulder and walked forward. She finally saw a warm smile on his face that she had never seen before. That smile was so bright and so confident, it made her lose her mind and reassured her.

He grinned wryly, slowly approaching Scarface, who was standing up with a curse.

"Ye Fengxie, it's okay, bring such a powerful little girl, do you want a woman to give you a head?" Scarface glanced at Luo Mingling with great palpitations, and then turned to Fengxie, with a ridiculous mockery in his eyes.

"If I really rely on women, I will let you take advantage of it for nothing......" The corners of Feng Xie's mouth rose, but there was an awe-inspiring chill in his eyes.

I saw him striding forward, but one of them fell in front of the man. didn't wait, just in an instant, the palm wind with a fierce killing intent swept by, and fell heavily on the other side of Scarface's uninjured face.

Scarface fell to the ground, and just as he wanted to speak, he spat out a mouthful of blood, along with a few teeth. This palm is much more than Luo Mingling's palm.

"What are you waiting for, give it to me, I don't want him to die!" Scarface said slurred as he beckoned to the group of people who were stunned next to him.

Before the words fell, the sticks had arrived. Feng Xie smiled coldly, and did not dodge, just when the stick shadow landed on the top of his head, he flew out with a kick, and even kicked five meters with a stick.

For a while, all the various weapons were swung towards the wind evil, and if you counted them carefully, there were about seven or eight kinds. The wind evil may flash or block, and occasionally knock a few people away, but it is inevitable that there will be some skin injuries.

After a while, the wind evil was still dodging, and he could see that Luo Mingling behind him was nervous. Just when Luo Mingling couldn't help but rush up and wanted to help. Wind Evil's fists flew out at the same time, and his body leaned back. In the midst of his movements, his body spun out like a spinning top.

Everywhere they went, they fell to the ground. More than a dozen people who had been around were lying on the ground almost at the same time.

Even though they didn't use weapons, they wouldn't have killed them, but if the person wounded by the wind demon didn't howl twice, he would be sorry for his wasted strength. But the wail was only two, because life and death were already in the hands of the wind evil. The evil wind told them to be quiet, and they had to be quiet. Screaming, or dying, is not even an option.