"Boom!"

Bang!

The monster's body flew upside down, and a large hole appeared in its chest.

The flesh and blood at the entrance of the cave seemed to have scorched marks.

But soon, the missing flesh and blood began to be repaired quickly.

The monster rose from the mud.

As if it hadn't been hurt in any way, it split the corners of its mouth and smiled hoarsely: "It's useless, even if you punch me a hundred times, it's useless......"

Luo Qingfeng clenched his fists and stood in place, panting heavily, his face turning extremely pale.

The wounds on his stomach and back were torn even more from the battle, and blood poured out all over his robe, down his legs, into the mud of the earth.

Then, along the muddy water on the ground, it flows in all directions.

The meadow where he was standing was already a pool of blood.

But he still clenched his fists, poured all the strength of his body, and rushed forward.

In his blood-stained eyes, there seemed to be a delicate figure in a red dress, smiling innocently at him.

"Brother Feng......"

She beckoned and shouted crisply.

"Boom!"

The bloody fist slammed into the monster's body, and the monster's claws instantly penetrated his chest.

It was only a split second that it captured his heart.

The impact was so hard that they all flew backwards.

The moment the claws withdrew from their chests, they brought out a rain of red blood, like a little plum blossom, sprinkled on the ground.

Luo Qingfeng fell heavily into the mud.

The blood hole in his chest, blood gushing out, instantly stained his entire chest and the dirt under him.

The pain has gone numb.

Death has been fearless.

He shuddered, and slowly got up from the mud again, like a bloody man.

A wave of vertigo hits.

He staggered backwards a few steps, almost falling down again.

Suddenly, his hand inadvertently grabbed something and held himself up for the time he was about to fall.

When I turned my head, it was a knife.

- A rusty, broken knife with a cut in the blade that he had discarded in the mud.

The blood on the ground, flowing in the dirt where the broken blade had been inserted, disappeared.

And the blood in his hands is also flowing into the hilt of the knife one by one.

At this moment, the broken knife seemed to tremble suddenly.

Then, there seemed to be a sudden pulse beating sound in the blade: "Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

In Luo Qingfeng's mansion sea, the red bead that had been floating there quietly suddenly lit up, and there seemed to be a vague sword light and sword shadow inside.

Of course, Luo Qingfeng didn't see this.

He only felt that the broken knife in his hand seemed to suddenly become different, as if he had suddenly established some kind of connection with him.

When the monster on the opposite side raised its flesh-and-blood claws and rushed towards him again, he suddenly clenched the broken knife on the ground, and the star power in his body instantly poured into the blade through his palm unimpeded.

"Whoosh!"

The monster's claws were like blades, and it pounced with a hideous face.

Luo Qingfeng clenched the handle of the knife, and the moment the monster's claws stabbed him, he pulled out the broken knife in the mud, and with a "swish", it passed through the gap in its claws and stabbed it in the chest!

The broken blade of the broken knife was swallowed with snow-white blades, still sharp, instantly piercing its flesh and blood, piercing its chest!

The monster suddenly raised its claws and froze in front of him.

But suddenly, it grinned again: "What's the use? In front of you, I am immortal, and no matter how many stabs you stab me, it will be useless......"

As soon as he finished speaking, it suddenly stiffened and looked down.

"Whew!"

Luo Qingfeng drew his knife and staggered back a few steps, dodging its blood-red claws.

The monster froze in place, its head bowed, staring incredulously at the wound in its chest that had been stabbed by the broken knife.

This time, the small wound had not been repaired, and blood was still gushing out rapidly, and a swirling strangulation force had entered its body.

"Wow!"

The four stars in Luo Qingfeng's body suddenly shone brightly, and all the star power poured into his arm like a tide, and poured into the broken knife in his hand!

At the same time, the blade of the broken knife was already stained with scarlet blood.

The monster suddenly had a hideous and crazy face, and roared and pounced on him!

"Huh!"

The scarlet sword slashed, and the two sharp claws of the monster were cut off at once.

The monster fell headlong to the ground, and a frantic roar came out of its throat.

It jumped up from the ground again!

But at this moment, the broken knife, which had already been full of strength, flashed with blood, and suddenly shot out like a sharp arrow, piercing its heart with a "poof" and penetrating its entire body!

Scarlet thorns, broken knives like arrows!

The monster's body shook and froze in place.

There was a moment of silence.

It suddenly staggered back a few steps, then fell backwards to the ground with a "snap".

Parasites share a body with humans.

Whether the head is cut off or the heart is destroyed, you will die.

It lay on the ground, its scarlet eyes wide, its face full of hideousness and disbelief, and even now, it still didn't believe that it would be killed by the person in front of it.

"You...... You're just a ...... Scholar...... Scholar ......"

It opened its mouth wide, a large amount of blood gushed out of its mouth, and a large cloud of black gas suddenly appeared in its heart, which sizzled under the strangulation of the blade and disappeared quickly......

"I'm not willing to ...... I'm unwilling......"

It let out a feeble roar.

Luo Qingfeng's face was pale, covered in blood, step by step, and he came to it.

Its round scarlet eyes looked at the young man in front of it, full of crazy hatred!

But suddenly, the hatred quickly receded.

Its body suddenly shrunk and returned to its original size.

The cracks on its face, the cracks on its mouth, and its hideous face all changed rapidly, turning into what it once was.

It lost its demonic form and regained its human body.

It became her, looking at him with a gentle and sad gaze, and her eyes gradually overflowed with crystal tears.

Table ...... Cousin, right...... Sorry ......"

When she finished these last words, her eyes were open, her pupils dilated, and she lost her life.

Luo Qingfeng stood in front of her, like a stone tablet, motionless.

The autumn rain began to dripher again, washing the blood on the ground, washing the dirt on the body, and bringing a deeper coolness.

It was dawn and it was dark again.

Night falls, and then light returns.

The next day, the rain finally stopped.

Luo Qingfeng walked out of the mountain pass, left the village, and walked towards the town.

In the col, the former tranquility was restored.

But in front of the new grave, there was a new grave with a bouquet of freshly blooming flowers.

The rain had washed away its dusty petals.

The blooming flowers are beautiful, just like she once wore a pink dress, gentle and kind.