The call was getting closer and closer, anxious and urgent, and if you listened carefully, it seemed to have a hint of crying, it was a woman's voice.

The moment Shen Chai heard the "curtain clothes", his face changed greatly, and he instantly knew the identity of the woman behind him, and the one who could be so flustered and run wildly into the alley in this dark night could only be the little girl's mother!

It is also thanks to the woman that she can find this deep alley, you must know that the actions of the cultivators are like shadows, and they disappear in front of ordinary people, and they can't be found at all, but she just found them, is it really the mother-daughter connection, and there is their own traction in the dark?

But the little girl called the curtain dress is already lying on the ground cold!

Shen Chai struggled to repel the two swords that attacked, and then hurriedly retreated with an indecent posture, shouting eagerly behind him.

"Don't come here!!"

The four of them were stunned on the spot, and as soon as they collected the killing move, they stared away when they heard the sound, the woman could be pursued, and they didn't expect it, and on the way to the previous pursuit, they also saw the scene of the man holding the little girl hostage, and naturally knew who it was.

The woman behind her rushed to an alley junction, and the moonlight sprinkled down, revealing her figure, her hair was disheveled, and her face was extremely anxious.

Hearing Shen Chai's shout, she suddenly looked frightened, but in just a moment, she turned to resentment and perseverance, ran towards the darkness ahead, ran faster, and shouted: "Give me back the curtain!"

Shen Chai stared at the movements of the four people, feeling the voice behind him, his face became even more ugly, the four of them looked back to ask Fan Jin's opinion, but Fan Jin laughed coldly at this time: "You see, mortals are so ignorant and ignorant, how ridiculous your heroic deeds are." ”

"Leave that woman alone, just kill him!"

Shen chased coldly, the battle began again, and the young man's lonely figure, under the pinching attack, seemed to be shaky, and he couldn't pull away.

The stars are no longer beyond the reach of mortals, let alone a battle like a star soul realm, but when the woman approached, she still understood the situation on the spot, and she was terrified, but the afterglow swept into the depths of the alley.

It's like a thunderbolt!

Two corpses lay there, and the figure of one of them was so petite and so familiar that the woman could no longer care about the situation, and ran over with her attention...

"Curtain!" "Curtain?"

She slowly knelt down in front of the little girl, put her hand on her daughter's eyes closed, slightly pale face, and a line of tears could no longer stop flowing, but there was no sound or crying.

"Tear Pull~"

Shen Chai's placket suddenly broke, and a blood mark appeared in his chest and abdomen, and the wound was extremely deep, and then he snorted.

"Boy, do you dare to be distracted by the move!?" a man in black said coldly. The eyes of the other three were full of light, and the killing moves in their hands were faster.

Shen Chai couldn't help but take two steps back, completely losing the gap in the attack, and only the strength to defend was left. Between the swords and swords, Zhang Wan moved at that end again, and this name was only known to Shen Chai later.

She hugged her daughter's corpse, got up with blank eyes, and then turned around, as if she still didn't believe the fact in front of her, and approached the black-clothed young man step by step, and muttered, "What's wrong with the curtain?"

"What's wrong with your curtain?"

"What the hell happened to the curtain?"

The voice became louder and louder, Fan Jin didn't answer, didn't even look back, just stared coldly at the stubborn Shen Chai, until the woman approached his ear...

"Hey, what the hell is the curtain!?" the woman's voice stopped abruptly...

"What's wrong" Before he could say anything, a knife flashed.

"Noise!"

The light of the knife shone in front of Shen Chai's eyes, and it lit up in Shen Chai's heart, and then tore his heart apart, tearing it apart, and scattering the residue all over the ground.

Shen Chai seemed to see the fire many years ago, the heads that fell to the ground, and... Crying and screaming yourself.

The obsessive green sword was unstable, and a terrible wound appeared again, Zhang Wan, who was holding her daughter's corpse, a lonely woman, also turned into a corpse, and then fell down in a daze, with a touch of blood red on her neck.

Another wound, followed by this stunned kung fu, the boy almost died on the spot, but the mechanical instinctive response allowed him to avoid the most critical point.

But he was already hit hard, and his body began to become unstable.

One wound after another appeared, shoulders, elbows, chest, abdomen, waist and legs connected to the entire torso, until Shen Chased, alone, spurting out a large mouthful of blood and splashing it in the air.

He couldn't hold it anymore and fell...

......

......

The four black-clothed men gathered around Shen Chai's side, staring at the young man who fell to the ground on his back with a slightly cold look, blood red soaked through his clothes, and it was still flowing down the gaps between his fingers.

Fan Jin sneered twice, slowly stepped forward with his hands on his chest, and then stood in front of the young man, looking down at his red and white face, as well as straight eyebrows like razor edges, frowning in disgust, and then sneering:

"Don't you want to be chivalrous?"

"Aren't you trying to help the strong and the weak?"

"It seems to be just a piece of paper. ”

Fan Jin asked twice, and then used a calm statement to the extreme, fully expressing his disdain, dissatisfaction with Shen Chai's attitude, and mockery of that childish and ridiculous motive.

The so-called murder is nothing more than that.

It's just that the black-clothed young man who raised the knife tonight and showed full cold-bloodedness didn't have this idea at all, he thought he was just stating the facts.

It represents his perception of the world, and it also represents his heartfelt mockery of this damn ridiculous world.

The young man's body was motionless, his breathing was as weak as an ant, his eyes were closed, and he looked no different from a dead man, and even for a moment, Fan Jin thought that he was already dead.

But after hearing Fan Jin's last words, Shen Chai's faint heartbeat rose and fell again, undetectable, but it was like thunder descending from the sky, deafening!

"Boom!"

The blood was in the body, turning around, Fan Jin's eyes were shining, and he heard the deafening beating, and it turned the handle of the knife, and the tip of the knife was aimed at Shen Chai's heart, and he was about to kill the killer and completely wipe out this young man of the same generation.

But at this moment, Shen Chai's dark eyes suddenly opened, deep and bottomless!

Leng Yi's expression returned to his face again, and the pair of sword eyebrows also jumped, and Shen Chai bounced up violently, which caught several black-clothed people present unexpectedly, and without giving him the slightest chance to react, he raised his left hand.

Fan Jin's downward attack on the blade was just grabbed by a wrist with green tendons, and the young man's right hand probed at the same time, and the obsessive green sword quickly returned, rushing upward, to be precise, it was towards Fan Jin's throat.

The cold sword blade against the cold light reflected the frightened look of the black-clothed young man, and at this moment he was really panicked, as if he could see the infinite approach of death!

"Give them a burial!"