The demon's black cloak was shattered by the Jade Soul Fan, especially the chest and armpits, and even the clothes underneath were torn. But Nanfeng didn't see the imaginary picture of blood gushing out, instead, she saw that the demon cloak was wrapped in bones!

There are only bones, piercing the roots, as if a skeleton that has been buried for hundreds of years, standing alive in front of you. Indescribably weird and terrifying.

The demon's ribs were broken a few times by the Jade Soul Fan, but he didn't seem to care about it, as if this body was just a tool that controlled his walking, no different from the chopsticks for eating and the walking cane.

However, this did not mean that Su Chen's all-out attack was useless, at least the resentment overflowing from the demon's body suddenly dissipated a lot. The reason for this is that he is afraid of the light.

He was terrified of the light, even the negligible light, which terrified him. His face showed endless irritation and unbearable pain: "You...... How dare you ......"

Su Chen pointed at the evil ghost with a fan and said, "Tell me where she is, and I can let you live." ”

"Let me live?" the demon seemed to hear the big joke, and his tone was still so arrogant, "I'm afraid that if I die, the person you want to find will be gone." ”

Su Chen gritted his teeth: "If you dare to harm her, I will let you die!"

"You're shameless about that. It's not me who hurt her, it's you who hurt her, it's the girl behind you who hurt her!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Su Chen was already hysterical, the rain poured him through, but he still couldn't hide the anger emanating from him, "It's not her!

"Just because she died in front of you to save you, do you forgive her?" Or do you not hate her at all, but love her?"

"Get out!" Su Chen was almost crazy, his eyes were cracked, and his jade soul fan flew out.

The magic power of the mysterious man is really superb, and even though he is seriously injured, he can still fight against Su Chen.

It rained heavily, and the rain was on my body, and it was so cold that I shivered. Nanfeng's eyes could barely open, and he couldn't see the reason for the battle when he squinted at the battle.

Su Chen's fan is ruthless, and the mysterious man is not to be outdone, the lightning and thunder in the sky are as common as snoring in this deep alley.

Su Chen took advantage of the mysterious man's serious injury, forced him back again and again, and the last flying leg kicked him to fall to the wall and fall down.

However, this mysterious man is really able to bend and stretch, and his adaptability is extraordinary. He fell to the ground, but he was still able to free his hand and shot a black cloud of resentment towards Su Chen. The resentment was like a skull, whistling like a gale. When Su Chen tried his best to scatter it, he found that the mysterious man was no longer in front of him.

The "battlefield" that had been fiercely fought had regained calm in the blink of an eye, and if it weren't for the corpse of an old man still lying on the ground, outsiders would almost suspect that the experience just now was just a thrilling nightmare.

The corpse lying on the ground exuded a strong smell of decay, and it was hard to imagine that he had just calculated people with a fake tiger, and his death was only a cup of tea.

Su Chen stood soaking wet, not knowing that those were rain and those were cold sweats. He looked in the direction in which the mysterious man had disappeared, stunned. There is still a resentment on his body when he competed with the mysterious person, and the whole person has a sense of solemnity.

Nanfeng, who gradually regained consciousness, carefully shouted, "Master?"

Su Chen ignored her.

Nanfeng raised his hand and gently patted him on the shoulder from behind: "Master, we ......"

Su Chen turned around and knocked her hand off, and because his strength was out of control, he pushed her to the ground, and what surprised Nanfeng even more was that his jade soul fan was aimed at her neck!

In front of Nanfeng, there was a different kind of plain dust from the past: his face was hidden in the dark shadows, and he couldn't see it really, only a pair of eyes, which were darker than before. The black resentment left by the mysterious man on him enveloped him, and he was surrounded by an evil aura. This evil aura even stained the Jade Soul Fan, making people shudder.

Su Chen's hand holding the fan was a little trembling, his breathing was also short, and his emotions were even more excited than just now.

Nanfeng sat in the muddy water, made a gesture of surrender, and said to him, "Master, I am Nanfeng!"

"South...... Wind?"

Nanfeng hurriedly nodded: "Do you think of me?"

"South wind. ”

She breathed a sigh of relief and tried to stand up.

Who knew that his fan was one step closer, and he said angrily and complainingly: "You, you killed her, you killed my wife! You hurt her twice!

South Wind: "......"

"I don't love you, I hate you so much!"

Now she's all blinded.

Nanfeng is always sentimental, and keeps in mind the misleading words and unpredictable things that Su Chen has said, for example, he said that he would protect her when he was not returning. This kind of thing can't be said casually, so she thinks that he should have some different feelings for her than ordinary masters and apprentices.

But she never thought that this "difference" was because she killed his wife.

Su Chen's hand holding the Jade Soul Fan couldn't stop shaking, and it was as intense as if he was playing a pipa. His eyes were as black as the eye could see, and he was panting like a boiling kettle. He roared in a low voice: "The enmity is written off, Jiang Han, I want your life!"

Once again, the Jade Soul Fan emitted a pale blue glow.

The name that leaked out of Su Chen's mouth was not Nanfeng, but Jiang Han. The name Jiang Han is a little too cold, and those who can live with this name should have experienced the loneliness that ordinary people dare not experience.

Nanfeng resisted: "I'm not Jiang Han!"

"Isn't it Jiang Han? Yes, you changed your name and identity. But so what, she died for you again and again, and now she doesn't know where she is. You...... I...... How can I be worthy of her?!"

Su Chen's voice was full of crying, miserable and miserable, and the people who hurt like poisonous sores were dizzy.

Looking up at the jade soul fan emitting a faint blue light, despair surrounded the south wind tightly. She closed her eyes in resignation.

Canghong Zhenren didn't ask for her life, Congmeng Zhenzun didn't ask for her life, Tianlei who didn't return didn't ask for her life, and even the evil ghost who came out of nowhere didn't want her life, now, is it going to be handed over to Su Chen?

It turned out that all the trust was just a misunderstanding of her own affection.

The rest of the story, Nanfeng remembers more truly. After she woke up, she was ruthlessly thrown away by Su Chen, she simply hoped that Su Chen would regret it one moment and come back to look for her, but it backfired.

I see.