(Today, there is another chapter, nine o'clock in the evening)

It is better to say that it is rushing, but it is better to walk slowly step by step. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info How much effect can this attack be as slow as a turtle and with obvious trajectory, the werewolf demon beast is extraordinarily intelligent, and his eyes flashed with ridicule and sarcasm, and he looked at the ants who slowly came to his death like a clown.

It slowly raised its left arm, and its huge arm shrouded Zhuo Bufan in the shadows, and it struck down heavily.

The next moment.

The soil under Zhuo Bufan's feet sank, and the whole person rose from the ground, his figure quickly blurred in the movement, and he and the Qinghong Sword in his hand were like a light, appearing and disappearing in mid-air.

The werewolf's nose spewed a scorching breath, and the surface of its body was enveloped in gray aura.

Martial artists possess the true qi of body protection.

Demon beasts also have a protective demonic aura.

Zhuo Bufan's pupils condensed into one point, the sword momentum was raised, and the thunder slashed out with a sword.

The sharp sword light broke through the demon beast's protective demonic qi, and slashed heavily at the leg position.

Crackling!

The sword light was flourishing, and the ferocity erupted.

With a painful scream, blood rain splashed all over the sky, and the body of the demon beast shook, the flesh and blood on its legs were blurred, and the wound was deep and bone-seeing.

Whew!

At this time, the werewolf was also seriously injured, and in anger, he opened his mouth and spit out a breath of aperture towards Zhuo Bufan.

The aperture was so powerful that everywhere it went, the ground burst and the dirt and trees lifted.

"Die!"

After dodging, Zhuo Bufan aimed at the head of the demon beast and slashed horizontally with a sword.

The aperture was split in half, and the sharp and condensed sword qi penetrated the remaining aperture, but when it arrived at the werewolf demon beast's body, it was no longer much strength, and it was blocked by the body protection demon aura.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed, the air froze for a while, and the sword qi that came out did not dissipate, but quickly sublimated and transformed, turning into a silk-like sword blade, easily piercing through the body protection demonic qi.

The momentum of the sword was unstoppable, and after penetrating the protective demon qi, the remnants of the body slashed off their heads, and the blood spurted dozens of meters high.

As if the vitality was overdrawn, as soon as the demon beast died, Zhuo Bufan was instantly overwhelmed by fatigue and sleepiness, and fell down as soon as it was dark in front of him, but he did not faint.

After a short while, there was a slight sound of footsteps in his ears, and he struggled to open his eyelids to see a handsome, mature face with a slight childishness.

"You need to be calm at all times, that's what you taught me, and now I'll give it back to you. ”

Zhuo Bufan smiled bitterly, and after relaxing his spirit, the whole person fell into a deep sleep.

During this time of coma, he felt like he was locked up in a dark room, and he thought about it a lot, but it was all about the woman named Ruoshui.

When he woke up, he found himself lying in the inn, and Huangpu was sitting on the side and looking at the scenery outside the window.

Zhuo Bufan's first thought was Ruoshui, and when he wanted to get up, he found that his whole body was wrapped in bandages like a big dumpling, so he had to lie down obediently: "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's been a day. Huangpu replied ruthlessly and lightly.

She ...... How is it?" Zhuo Bufan's heart began to tremble.

"Not dead yet. ”

Zhuo Bufan breathed a sigh of relief.

"But it's almost like death. Huangpu ruthless is still so plain tone.

Zhuo Bufan felt that the whole world was dark: "I want to see her." ”

"If you want to be a wreck, then it's up to you. ”

Zhuo Bufan laughed for a while: "You have really changed a lot." ”

"People always change, but I'm happy with what I've changed. ”

"Really?" Zhuo Bufan looked at the roof, a figure always appeared in front of him, his soft dark hair was clinging to his thin lips, the corners of his mouth rose a slight arc, his hanging eyes were slightly squinted, and there was a hazy smile in his long eyelashes...... The picture suddenly turned, his waist-length long hair was extremely messy, and his painful and distorted face hit his heart like a hammer.

"Be calm in any situation. After being silent for a long time, Zhuo Bufan suddenly remembered what Huangpu said to himself ruthlessly before he fell into a coma: "I don't remember telling you such a sentence?"

"You didn't tell me, but you showed it with your actions. ”

"You're so much smarter than I thought you would. Zhuo Bufan naturally knew that what he was talking about was that the last time he dealt with the villagers, people were really strange animals, and the ruthless changes in Huangpu were really big.

Time flies quickly, and although he can't move freely for the time being, Zhuo Bufan spends most of his time using True Qi to repair the injured tissues in his body, and the effect is very significant.

The doctor said that the injured muscles and bones moved for a hundred days, and Zhuo Bufan's injury had to lie down for a few months before he could get out of bed and move, but with his efforts, he could get out of bed in less than half a month and barely move his body.

After another two days, he felt almost the same, although walking still caused injuries and gritted his teeth in pain, but no matter how bad the pain was, it couldn't compare to worrying about Ruoshui.

In the past few days, he has been asking how Huangpu is doing, but his answer has been very vague.

So, he wanted to see for himself.

Ruoshui's room was next door, Zhuo Bufan knocked on the door, and he didn't see a sound from inside for a long time, and his mood was very heavy.

Pushing the door open slightly, he finally saw her.

Ruoshui was lying on the bed, motionless, if he didn't feel that she was still breathing, Zhuo Bufan really doubted that she was really dead.

Zhuo Bufan staggered over, looked at the woman's pale face, and his brain exploded suddenly.

The face was once so beautiful, the smile in the eyes could no longer be found, and all that was left was the sadness that lingered.

Looking at it, tears flowed down my face.

If it weren't for this girl, he wouldn't have known that he would cry too, and he didn't know that tears and heartache were the feelings.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Zhuo Bufan knelt beside Ruoshui's bed with a painful face, although he was the youngest and most promising head of Qingyun, but he could throw away this layer of identity and the understanding that made everyone jealous, he was still a teenager, he would blame himself, he would regret it, he would be sad, he would be sad, and he would shed tears.

Right now, he's just a teenager who regrets doing something wrong, sheds tears and represents vulnerability, as all teenagers do.

Isn't Huangpu ruthless?

Grabbing Ruoshui's hand, hot tears fell on the back of her hand.

Zhuo Bufan kept apologizing and saying a lot of regretful words, until finally his voice was hoarse and he couldn't find anything to say, so he stopped.

After crying, he quickly calmed down, because he knew that crying would not solve the problem and that he had to do something.

When he got up, he saw Ruoshui's lips move slightly, Zhuo Bufan thought it was an illusion, and then heard a few moans from Ruoshui's throat, intermittently as if he was saying something to himself.