The advantage of information accumulation is not that it will bleed when I get a knife in the stomach, or that people will call me dad when I get a nuclear bomb, but that I am more focused on the accuracy of the means and purposes. Flash Dance

Han Baiyi seems meaningless, groping for information that is not correct or wrong in reincarnation again and again, just to find that crucial news in the continuous comparison and combination of information.

In the seemingly simple action of the woman in the red robe, or the most ordinary reaction, the meaning contained in it is enough to determine the victory or defeat of Han Baiyi.

Victory and defeat, but also life and death.

Divide the life and death of this old lady.

So, Han Baiyi twisted his feet and paused.

raised his head and showed a bright smile in front of the calm and beautiful face of the red-robed woman.

disheveled

There was a sudden noise on the ground.

The toes drew a straight trail in the darkness.

The red-robed woman's face froze.

Han Baiyi rushed forward with the huge force of the explosion, and then the faint light emitted by the red crystal pillar could see the continuous afterimage of his figure in the pitch-black space.

Han Baiyi's figure switched between extreme movement and extreme stillness without pause, and rushed to the woman's side in just an instant.

The tears that seemed to be loosely held in his hand danced with Han Baiyi's rotating figure, and a blood-like arc pattern was cut around the pitch-black mid-air.

A wall suddenly erected in front of the two of them.

Without the slightest warning.

The black, silt-like wall intercepted in front of the red-robed woman, like a shield separating the inside and outside.

The woman's expression was flat.

The little hand as white as Bai Lian rested on the side of his face and tilted his head slightly.

"I thought you were a smart man."

"It seems"

"It's that I'm thinking too much."

The red-robed woman sat high in the air, her legs in one place were reversed, her beautiful eyes were squinted, and her cherry lips were slightly opened.

With just one sentence, the softness that belongs to a woman and the domineering of the superior are easily blended together, and they are vividly displayed.

It's as good as if you've done it hundreds of times.

Ran Goose, just such a pretending kung fu, she suddenly found that something seemed to be wrong.

In her impression, the man in front of her was several levels stronger than ordinary people even in terms of soul quality, and he held the teeth she specially created in order to absorb karma, how could he not even break through this barrier.

After sensing it again, I saw Han Baiyi taking advantage of the moment when her side vision was blocked, striding towards the direction of the blood-colored crystal pillar, like a wild donkey greeting the sunset in the field.

Feelings, he just looked so strong and violent, and the decisive slash was actually a feint

Without the slightest hesitation, the red-robed woman raised her small hand, and countless black walls appeared on the road in front of Han Baiyi, and the pitch-black walls slammed wildly in his direction, but Han Baiyi rushed left and right, and there was not the slightest black matter that could contaminate him. Flash Dance

Han Baiyi's purpose is very clear.

This is the opponent's home field, either you don't play or you kill with one hit.

The key to one-hit killing is to kill the vital point.

And after his countless information explorations, the other party's key point must be related to Kaede no matter what.

The connection between them is so close.

However, what made Han Baiyi feel a little unacceptable was that although the system panel could still be opened normally, the tens of thousands of spiritual points he had temporarily added had no effect.

While losing the intense pain caused by the impact of the huge spiritual power, Han Baiyi also lost his strength.

But Han Baiyi didn't complain much, while losing his huge strength, he actually had an unprecedented sense of ease in his current wonderful state.

It's like a moment of freedom when a lot of baggage is removed.

Read to move.

It was a supreme sensitivity that transcended the mundane.

Bang bang bang

The toes connected the dots on the pitch-black ground, and the black ground was like silt and water washed away by the torrential rain, and under Han Baiyi's footsteps, a large area of traces was washed back, as if the water surface was blown by the wind.

Han Baiyi himself was driven by this momentum and inertia, and with the help of his extreme acumen, in the black wall raised by the red-robed woman, a zigzag red shadow flashed like a red practice.

The blood-colored blade of worship is so obvious in the dark world.

His figure was approaching at high speed.

It's too fast.

Do you want to dye it?

The red-robed woman had such a thought flashing in her heart, and then she seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then decisively extinguished that hesitation.

When it is broken, it is broken.

The woman waved her right arm.

With just this one action, the black mud that was originally just a small strand of interception seemed to be attracted by some force, and suddenly lifted a black city wall more than ten meters high in front of Han Baiyi, surging like a wave.

Han Baiyi's way was immediately cut off.

However, he did not change his goal, and while he chose to retreat diagonally, he ran in a parallel direction along the black wave-like wall.

On the other side of the black wall, a red-robed woman who called herself me descended slowly from mid-air.

Three meters, two meters, one meter.

A pair of snow-white feet lightly touched the black silt-like ground.

This image alone makes people feel a violent sense of contradiction.

Poof.

In the moment when black and white met, the black mud suddenly pierced into the soles of her feet like tiny wooden thorns, but did not leave a trace, but melted into the body of the red-robed woman like water.

Toes, feet, calves.

All the way up the spread.

up to the knees.

The black spikes pierced straight into it, but there was no bloodshed, no trace of soul destruction, just as if the roots of the tree had been rooted in the soil to nourish themselves.

As the black spikes rested at the knees, black lines were revealed on the calves of the red-robed woman.

Crazy, treacherous, confused, and with a hint of inexplicable attraction.

It's just that when the black lines appeared, the red-robed woman's eyes suddenly showed a little scarlet, and then she suppressed herself with reason.

Sakura's mouth opened slightly and took a deep breath.

Ever since the feet were on the ground, the soles of the feet seemed to be inseparable from the pitch black ground.

The red-robed woman walked in the direction of Han Baiyi.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the pitch black condensed into an eight-sided Han sword in his hand.

It's pitch black throughout.

It wasn't until Han Baiyi was always wary of the red-robed woman's afterglow that she lost her figure, that Han Baiyi quickly looked around while running wildly.

This woman is not easy to deal with.

However, before Han Baiyi could find her figure, he heard the familiar hoarse female voice sound behind him.

"What are you looking for?"

Just this light sentence, listening to Han Baiyi's ears, it was as if someone had struck a bell in his head, and suddenly set off an inexplicable restlessness.

clang

Han Baiyi reluctantly raised his sword and crossed behind him, and the pitch-black man's sword struck on the tears, making a sharp metallic resonance.

The peerless and beautiful face of the red-robed woman stretched out from the side of his neck, and her tone was soft with a hint of treachery.

There seemed to be a smile on his face.

"Looking for me."

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