Xiao Yi held Nie Hongxiu's head in one hand and held the stick in the other.
She casually slapped Li Changge away before she realized what had happened.
Just now, she seemed to have hit something with the stick?
Forget it.
Xiao Yi didn't care. Instead, she was very angry.
"Who … hurt mother?"
As she walked, Xiao Yi's handsome little face showed a frosty expression.
While being held in Xiao Yi's arms, under the head with long silver hair, there was a trace of a gentle smile that no one had ever seen before.
Oda Wu struggled to raise her head.
Her whole body was dyed red with blood.
Before being penetrated by countless silver hairs, she slightly changed her posture in mid-air to avoid the fatal vital parts.
But the silver hair was dense like a torrential rain, and she couldn't dodge at all.
Unless … she retreated.
"Cough cough …"
Oda Wu lay on the ground and coughed violently. She was covered in blood.
Bright red blood seeped into the crack in front of her.
Her HP … was only left with 3%.
"Am I going to die?"
Such a thought suddenly flashed through Oda Wu's mind.
She never thought that she would die here.
Die in this trial.
Ten meters away, the little ghost in white came to see her.
Step by step.
Oda Wu was slightly stunned.
Suddenly, she saw a gentle smile on the red-clothed female ghost's face.
She couldn't help but be a little stunned.
For some reason, this smile reminded her of her mother's hazy face in her memory.
Xiao Yi quickly walked in front of Oda Wu.
Oda Wu used the last of her strength to raise her head, and the flame of unwillingness burned in her eyes.
"No!"
Oda Wu twisted her limbs, and she clenched the knife in her hand.
She actually stood up!
Only 3% of her HP …
Even a slight scratch could make her die on the spot.
But it was this desperate situation that made Oda Wu stand up again.
Oda Wu endured the pain all over her body and slowly put on … the posture of drawing the knife!
This was her … last slash in her life!
This slash would burn her life and bloom the most blazing and resplendent light!
Xiao Yi smiled coldly.
She didn't put Oda Wu in her eyes at all.
Because … they couldn't die.
Xiao Yi raised the stick high and pointed it at Oda Wu's head.
About to …
…
"From now on, let the world feel pain."
Just as Oda Wu was about to die bravely, a calm voice came from the thick fog.
Oda Wu was confused.
Xiao Yi: "!"
Nie Hongxiu: "!!!"
In an instant, there was complete silence.
"Yo ~ Xiao Yi greets Young Master ~ Hello, Young Master ~"
Xiao Yi's whole body trembled, and the stick that she had lifted up high and was about to swing down heavily, fell powerlessly to the side.
"Eh? It's actually bewitchment? "
Irin rushed out of the thick fog expressionlessly. There were many scratches on his body, and there were also mottled bloodstains. He looked somewhat battered.
But Oda Wu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
His eyes widened … and his mouth was agape.
Her aura, which had reached its peak, suddenly dissipated.
It was like the feeling of wanting to fart but being forcefully held back.
This kind of grievance made Oda Wu spit out a mouthful of blood.
My HP dropped to 2% …
But Oda Wu did not seem to notice that she was spitting out blood. Her mouth was slightly open, and the blood in her mouth was still dripping down.
This … what the hell is this?
Xiao Yi's face was full of shyness, and she jumped over to Irin's side.
But the head in Xiao Yi's bosom suddenly exploded with a terrifying killing intent.
It swept through the whole place.
The ghostly silver hair rose up in Xiao Yi's arms.
Under the night sky, it reflected a cold light.
This silver hair seemed soft like water, but it could kill people.
Irin smiled slightly, and shouted at Nie Hongxiu's headless body not far away.
"From this moment on, let the world feel pain."
In Xiao Yi's arms, Nie Hongxiu's eyes suddenly darkened.
But the long hair that filled the sky slightly paused, and then it attacked Irin with an even fiercer aura.
"From this moment on, let the world feel pain."
Blind?
Or something else?
It doesn't matter, if one is not enough, another one will come.
Irin's face was expressionless, and he shouted another incantation.
Oda Wu: "???"
She was completely dumbfounded.
Nie Hongxiu's headless body directly spun in circles on the spot. That beautiful posture was like an ancient imperial concubine, faintly dancing in front of the emperor.
Of course, ignoring the fact that there was no head on the neck, it was quite beautiful.
"Chaos."
Irin laughed.
The head in Xiao Yi's arms was completely silent.
The silver hair that was about to poke Irin's face also softened in an instant.
"Young Master ~ ~"
Xiao Yi completely ignored Nie Hongxiu, and tenderly stuck to Irin's body.
"Get lost!"
Irin still said the same thing.
"Wuwuwu, Young Master doesn't want me anymore!"
Xiao Yi actually cried.
Irin's eyes were even colder, but he knew that there was a time limit to "Entanglement of Disaster", and it was very precious.
He could only give the order more forcefully, "Get lost over there first, and come back later!"
"En, en, en ~ Xiao Yi obeys ~!"
Xiao Yi nodded obediently, and rushed into the thick fog with the fastest speed.
Irin came to Oda Wu in two or three steps.
Oda Wu was like a fool, looking at Irin, and actually didn't react.
Blood was still flowing out of her mouth.
The scene in front of her really made her …
So shocked that she couldn't close her mouth.
The speed was too fast, and she didn't have time to get on the car, so she couldn't react at all.
"Go! What are you waiting for! My skill has a time limit! "
Irin saw that Oda Wu was seriously injured at a glance, and without saying anything, he picked up this silly woman by the waist and plunged into the fog.
In the thick fog, the vision was only about ten meters.
But for Irin, it was enough.
During the day, he had already used Blood Jasmine to mark the four corners of every house.
In Irin's mind, he had already simulated a clear map.
With the support of his current spirit attribute, this simulated map was probably more accurate than a satellite map.
It was just like the popular GPS navigation ten years ago.
"You … you …"
Irin walked far away before Oda Wu reacted, and Irin actually hugged her buttocks and carried her on his shoulders.
Face down, buttocks facing the sky.
This embarrassing posture made Oda Wu grit her teeth, and her face turned red. "You, you, you" for a long time, but she couldn't say anything else.
"If you don't want to die, shut up! Do you believe that I'll throw you to feed the ghosts? "
"…"
Oda Wu instantly shut her mouth, because her face was down, blood gushed out of her mouth again.
Her injuries were really, really serious.
But her face was white with a hint of red.
White because of blood loss.
Red because of anger.
She couldn't wait to pull out a knife and stab Irin.
But it seemed that from a moral point of view, it didn't make sense. After all, Irin was saving her now.
"Ling, Ling, Brother Ling?"
Just as Irin was rushing, a weak voice came from the side of the road, and it was unclear.
Irin turned his head.
On the ground not far away, there was a face like a pig's head, and that bruised face was hard to distinguish.
Lying on the ground, he was dying.
Irin glanced at him, and his footsteps didn't stop. Instead, he sped up a little.
As he ran, Irin casually asked:
"Brother, what's your surname?"
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