The boy watched the girl approach, her steps light, walking in the dimly lit corridor, like a young elk in the night.

Zhu Lu no longer has the usual commanding spirit, like a childhood sweetheart next door, smiling and looking forward to it.

Chen Ping'an seemed a little incredulous, his steps slowed down, tended to stand still, his eyes widened, and he stared at the somewhat unfamiliar and delicate face.

Zhu Lu pulled out his left hand from behind his back, waved at Chen Ping'an to say hello, and said as he walked: "Chen Ping'an, what happened on the stone flat of Qidun Mountain, my father hopes that I can tell you a ......"

Five steps apart, the girl who cultivated at the peak of the two realms, her body suddenly rushed forward, only two big steps, and she came to Chen Ping'an in an instant, almost looking at each other, the two faces were delicate, the girl's face was hideous, angry and happy, relieved, extremely complicated, the young man's eyes were gloomy, more fierce, and his sight was with the kind of firewood knife sharpened by the dragon slaying platform.

Zhu Lu's left hand punched the young man's forehead, which was used as a trick, and the girl even deliberately slowed down the speed of the punch slightly.

The real killer feature lies in her right hand, when she made a lightning shot, she held three sharp bamboo sticks in her hand and stabbed straight into the young man's heart.

When the bamboo stick was about to pierce the young man's heart, the murderous girl, the words she had not finished before, just blurted out, "I'm sorry!"

At this moment, the girl has no delicate demeanor, only ruthlessness.

But the next moment, Zhu Lu's face was full of consternation, and he knew that something was wrong, so he was about to retreat.

Chen Ping'an's right hand was raised rapidly, not only blocking the girl's left fist, but also taking the opportunity of her daring to show weakness to the enemy, her arm moved forward and grabbed Zhu Lu's neck.

At the same time, the young man's left hand held Zhu Lu's right wrist with a hidden murderous intention, pulled outward, and did not let the three sugar gourd bamboo sticks stab his heart, and the hand that clenched her neck suddenly exerted force, pulling the girl to his side, and slammed his knee into the girl's abdomen, which was so powerful that the girl almost vomited out bile and bitterness, and her body couldn't help bending, and the whole person suddenly lost her combat power.

The girl staggered back.

Chen Ping'an kicked it with one leg, and the girl who was severely injured in the abdomen was like a broken kite, and fell heavily on the bluestone slab floor of the corridor two away, struggling twice but still unable to get up, the corners of her mouth oozed blood, her face was like gold paper, and her face was bleak.

All in one go, without mercy.

Zhu Lu pressed his elbow against the ground, endured the heart-rending pain, and tried his best to make his body fall backwards, trying to stay away from the straw sandals boy, even if it was an inch more.

Chen Ping'an looked around, there was nothing unusual, and then he walked towards the embarrassed girl who had almost no combat power, her muscles were tense, and she was still cautious.

Zhu Lu fell into a great panic, didn't care about wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and explained with a crying voice: "Don't kill me, Chen Ping'an, I'm just joking with you, really I don't lie to you, if I want to kill you, how can I use these sugar gourd bamboo sticks, and why should I kill you......"

Chen Ping'an hit the nail on the head and said: "Before we were separated on Guanshui Street, you pulled your father Zhu He and said that he was going to visit the weapons shop, did you want to choose a dagger or other handy weapon, which is easy to hide in the cuffs, I guess it should be the shop closed, so I had to use a bamboo stick instead." ”

Zhu Lu suddenly laughed, her chest rose and fell violently, she coughed badly, covered her mouth, scarlet blood was still oozing from the gap between her fingers, she let go of her hand, as if resigned to her fate, looked up at the young man who looked down on her condescendingly, her eyes were from top to bottom, and finally she saw a pair of rough and lowly straw sandals, the girl raised her head again, as if the devil was crazy and lost her heart, she didn't cry but laughed, stared at the young man who was getting closer and closer to her, and said with a hoarse smile: "I didn't expect you to be as stupid as I thought, but I'm very strange, how did you see that I was going to kill you?" ”

The girl raised her voice, her originally delicate and lovely face, distorted and crazy, "Chen Ping'an, before killing me, can you let me die?!"

Chen Ping'an didn't stop and asked rhetorically, "Why?"

The girl was just about to try to sit up, but Chen Ping'an stepped on her forehead, and the back of her head hit the bluestone slab, and the girl vomited a mouthful of blood, this time she completely gave up the attempt to struggle to get up, although deep in her heart, the biggest shame was to let a young man in a burrow in straw shoes stand and talk to herself, and she could only lie down, and even sitting up became a luxury.

Zhu Lu wiped the blood with the back of his hand and said with a smile: "Do you still remember the letter sent to the young lady by my second son? My son-in-law is proficient in calligraphy and painting, especially good at calligraphy, just like the son's temperament, chic and uninhibited, but before my son-in-law left home and rushed to the capital, he suddenly said that he wanted to learn regular script, because he said that he wanted to learn to abide by the rules of the outside world, and he was going to start to restrain his mind." ”

Chen Ping'an squatted down, broke her five fingers, took out the three bamboo sticks, held them in the palm of his hand, and then sat on the corridor bench, staring at Zhu Lu expressionlessly, not letting her have any chance to toss out the moth. But obviously, Zhu Lu killed

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