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Luo Qingxue took a step forward and was about to get into the car, but was directly grabbed by Yang Xiaofeng.

"Wind, what's wrong"?

Yang Xiaofeng just shook his head, and then asked Lan Yueping, "Can you stand by yourself?"

"I'm fine, I can hold on", Lan Yueping smiled reluctantly, and then stood up straight, but the wound was touched for a while, and he grinned in pain, so he had to gasp.

"Ah Xue, you should be careful", Yang Xiaofeng admonished with a serious expression, let go of the two, slowly stepped forward, stepped into the carriage, and slowly lifted the curtain in front of the door.

The moment the curtain was lifted, only a little cold light flashed, and at the same time, a sharp dagger had stabbed straight at Yang Xiaofeng's throat. The speed of the killer's attack was very fast, and at such a close distance, it could be said that no one could dodge his fatal blow at the moment.

"Wind, little ......", the mutation suddenly appeared, Luo Qingxue didn't exclaim in surprise, the fatal dagger was less than an inch away from Yang Xiaofeng's throat, but suddenly, the dagger stopped there, and the remaining inch couldn't be pierced.

It was only then that Luo Qingxue's exclamation came out: "...... Be careful".

Is it the killer who shows mercy, of course not.

Yang Xiaofeng had clamped the dagger tightly with his index and middle fingers, so that it could no longer move forward a single point. When the killer saw that he missed the blow, he was about to draw his knife back and make another move, but Yang Xiaofeng's fingers were like an iron tong to clamp the dagger tightly, no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to withdraw half a point.

A look of wonder gradually appeared on the killer's face, or perhaps a little panicked. He didn't want to believe that the other party could defuse his fatal blow so lightly, but this was the case, and he couldn't help but admit it.

The next moment, Yang Xiaofeng flicked his two fingers, and the dagger forged from stainless steel was broken into two. Seeing this, a trace of fear finally appeared on the killer's face, and he turned sideways and wanted to push the window and jump out of the car. It's just that Yang Xiaofeng hit him in the chest with a solid punch. Then, the killer flew upside down, and even the canopy of the carriage was smashed to pieces.

"Whew......", Luo Qingxue let out a sigh of relief, and looked at the situation just now with the same astonishment as Lan Yueping, all this happened too quickly and ended too quickly.

It was completely dark, and the rain seemed to be heavier than it had just been. The carriage was parked outside the porch, and Yang Xiaofeng's clothes were already wet from the rain.

Luo Qingxue ignored the heavy rain outside, rushed forward anxiously, held his hand tightly, and hurriedly asked with concern and concern: "Feng, how are you, is there anything wrong?"

Yang Xiaofeng turned his head to look at her and shook his head, indicating that he was fine. Then he smiled slightly and said, "Ah Xue, it's raining heavily outside, you go back to the corridor first." Rest assured, I'm fine".

Luo Qingxue wanted to say something, but Yang Xiaofeng gently squeezed her hand. She had no choice but to retreat first, but her eyes were full of worry as she looked at him.

It seemed to get a little darker again, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and in a short time it turned into a torrential downpour.

The fine raindrops hit Yang Xiaofeng's body, and poured into his collar along his long hair, his clothes were already completely soaked, but he didn't seem to even have a trace of evasion.

Suddenly, as if he had settled down, he stood in front of the smashed carriage and stared at the bottom of it.

The killer who had just hid in the carriage and was still moaning in the muddy water not far away. But Yang Xiaofeng didn't look at him again from beginning to end, his eyes were fixed on one place-–––the bottom of the carriage.

But there doesn't seem to be anything there.

Yang Xiaofeng had been standing there quietly staring at the bottom of the carriage, as if there was the most beautiful woman in the world, so that he watched it patiently, and stared intently, without the slightest distraction.

Luo Qingxue really couldn't understand what he was looking at, her lips moved, she wanted to ask, but in the end she held back. And Lan Yueping, who was standing next to her, couldn't support it anymore and sat down on the ground with a pop.

It was this small change that made Luo Qingxue turn her head involuntarily, and in a trance, she had a moment of distraction. At this moment, a dark shadow silently swept out of the carriage like a ghost, and a short sword in her hand had stabbed straight into her heart, but it was another killer who had been hiding at the bottom of the carriage.

The speed of the killer was so fast that when Luo Qingxue found out, the opponent's sword was no more than two feet away from him.

It's too late to make a move, and it seems that there is no time to even dodge.

Didn't he die like this, but why can't he let go of the obsession in his heart?

"Wind ......", she shouted weakly in her heart, but her throat could not make a sound, and death was close at hand.

The next moment, she closed her eyes in despair, waiting for the killer's sword to take her life.

But she didn't die, because a man suddenly stood in front of her, blocking the killer's deadly sword that stabbed at her.

His not-so-burly figure was like a mountain, enough to shield her from all the ups and downs of this world.

He is Yang Xiaofeng.

As if he appeared out of thin air, he teleported in front of Luo Qingxue, blocking between the killer and her at the last moment. At the same time, the tip of the killer's sword had pierced the clothes on his chest.

Seeing that the killer's short sword was about to pierce him through his heart.

At this moment, Yang Xiaofeng's hand moved, and it was urgent to move, and the left and right hands moved at the same time. He flicked his left index finger on the killer's sword, and the dagger flew away. Although the sword in his hand had been bounced off, the killer's body was still in a forward posture, and then, his chest hit Yang Xiaofeng's right fist by itself. Then, the killer flew backwards and slammed into the muddy water a few feet away.

Life and death are just a line between life, but Yang Xiaofeng doesn't seem to have a trace of emotional fluctuations. From beginning to end, he was expressionless, as if what had just happened had nothing to do with him.

Mount Tai collapsed in front of it and did not change color.

A person has to experience many ups and downs, joys and sorrows in life, in order to cultivate a peaceful mind like him. Old spicy, calm, and even terrifying.

"Whew......", Luo Qingxue only felt that her heartbeat stopped for a moment, and after a while, she let out a sigh, reached out and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead, calmed down, and looked at the back of the man in front of her.

The rain poured down his hair and down the edge of his garment all over the ground, and his man stood there as if he had settled down.

The change just now happened so quickly that she didn't see it clearly. Seeing him standing motionless at this moment, she suddenly felt a trace of crazy uneasiness in her heart.

After a moment, she pounced, reached out and grabbed his arm, and said in a trembling voice, "Wind, you...... Are you alright"?