My sister and I grab a man

Before the monster could react, Lin Che had already jumped onto him, and the long sword in his hand pierced the monster's forehead without any hesitation.

The monster was frightened by the sudden stabbing pain, and while shaking its head, trying to throw Lin Che off his body, it screamed in pain.

A lot of black water suddenly gushed out from the place where the sword pierced and sprayed on Lin Che's body. He just frowned in disgust, then pulled out the sword, turned over, and fell back to the ground easily.

The crack on the monster's forehead was originally only the width of a sword, but it didn't expect that it would become more and more fierce. It screamed in surprise: "You plot against me! I will never let you go!"

Seeing that its entire head was covered in black blood, only the pair of fish eyes that were wide open could be vaguely seen inside.

Following its painful wailing, the monster finally exploded, and the black blood rained down on everyone.

"The river god is dead...?" Uncle Yang watched this shocking scene, weeping from surprise to joy, "We are saved!!"

The black hair in the water seemed to feel the death of its master, so it no longer attacked the villagers, but frantically shrunk towards Hanoi.

The surviving villagers knew that they had been defeated, so they were no longer afraid. They stood in the water one by one, pulling their hair as if they wanted to retreat.

"Let you harm people! Let you harm people!"

The villagers were completely occupied by the excitement of victory. They pulled back their hair vigorously, and all the hair was pulled out of the river by the villagers.

Only then did people see that the source of these hairs was wrapped in something, tightly entangled like a silkworm chrysalis.

People thought it was some new monster, and they were too frightened to approach it, regretting why they pulled this evil thing out just now.

Only Lin Che walked towards the black cicada chrysalis with the sword in hand, raised the sword, and cut open the shell.

Xiao Ningming's face appeared in front of his eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Ningming was curled up inside the black cicada chrysalis, his face was very pale by the blood-red robe, and a few strands of hair were casually sticking to his face.

Perhaps because of soaking in the icy river for too long, his lips were a little purple.

Lin Che saw that he was holding a fist-sized pearl in his hand, the pearl was full of cracks, and there was a small dagger sticking out beside it.

Not long after the pearl was exposed to the air, it turned into powder and sprinkled on Xiao Ningming's red clothes.

At this moment, Lin Che's breathing stopped. Looking at Xiao Ningming, he seemed to have returned to Xianming Mountain and saw him being wiped by Wen Qingyue.

That numbness swept over Lin Che's whole body.

"It's a sword fairy! This is a sword fairy!" Uncle Yang boldly approached, and found that the bread inside the black cicada pupa was not a monster, but a green jade sword fairy. drag out.

But in the next second, Uncle Yang's body was stained red with blood.

He sat down on the ground in surprise, and looked at Lin Che. The hand that was about to reach out to grab Xiao Ningming just now had fallen to the ground and rolled around once or twice.

"Who allowed you to touch him?" Lin Che's indifferent voice rang in everyone's ears. Everyone looked at the boy and found that his eyes were terribly red.

The village doesn't know what a magic cultivator is.

They only knew that the person they called Little Sword Fairy in front of them was the same monster as the murloc just now.

Some blood from Uncle Yang's severed arm splashed onto Lin Che's mouth. He stuck out his tongue and licked it. His eyes that were indifferent just now were stained with excitement.

He seemed to have tasted some delicacy in the world.

Lin Che couldn't suppress the impulse in his heart. He swung his sword again, and Uncle Yang's expression was frozen in surprise.

After Xiao Ningming smelled the pungent fishy smell, he slowly woke up with a frown. He found himself entangled in a pile of black hair.

But these black hairs seemed to have turned into dead objects, and they all fell to the ground with a slight pull.

What about the inner alchemy of the river god!

Xiao Ningming frantically searched for what he wanted in his bosom, only to find that besides the dagger falling into his bosom, there were also some residue powder.

It seems that he is no longer in the river, was he rescued ashore?

As soon as the breeze blew, the soaked clothes on his body made him a little chilly, and he sat up with his hands supported from the black hair.

Everything in front of him made his heart cold to the extreme.

A splash of blood came into his eyes, and the corpses of the villagers were all lying on the ground, motionless.

Xiao Ningming stood up staggeringly, and found that the person he was most familiar with was lying on his back, his face full of surprise.

This is Uncle Yang...

Uncle Yang was lying on the ground, but his arms were not connected to his body, but scattered aside.

The river next to it also seemed very calm, and Xiao Ningming was still holding some powder of the river god Neidan in his hand.

Was all this done by the river god?

impossible!The inner alchemy of the river god was destroyed, and it was impossible to live again.

At this moment, Xiao Ningming felt that he was back to the time when he was just submerged by the river, and it was extremely cold from the beginning to the end.

If all of this was not done by the River God, then only...

Xiao Ningming had already guessed the truth, but he was unwilling to accept it. He ran towards the village frantically.

Unless he saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it!

When Xiao Ningming ran all the way to the entrance of the village, he found a short figure running towards him in terror.

Xiao Ningming blinked, and saw the appearance of the person who came - it was Min Min!

At this moment, Minmin was running outside with tears and blood all over her face.

Halfway through the run, she seemed to have spotted Xiao Ningming as well.

She saw Xiao Ningming dressed in red, his face was pale, and he had the same surprised expression as her.

She was even more frightened.

Minmin stopped in her tracks, not daring to move forward or back, but just stood there blankly for two seconds, then fell to the ground and cried loudly.

That cry seemed to be resignation to fate.

"Minmin..." Xiao Ningming wanted to go over and hug her to comfort her.

Minmin looked at him but backed away while screaming.

"Minmin is me...I am..."

"Monster! Get away!" Minmin took off her shoes and threw them at Xiao Ningming before she finished listening to him, "You have committed many evils! You will not get rewarded!"

It seemed that she was too scared, her trembling hands couldn't exert any strength at all, the shoe was not thrown very high, it just hit Xiao Ningming's leg.

"Grandpa and Uncle Yang still trust you so much...! You will die!" Min Min seemed to have looked away, she got up from the ground while cursing.

Judging from her expression, she seemed to be ready to fight Xiao Ningming.

But just as she stood firm, a long sword stabbed from behind her, piercing her thin body.

Xiao Ningming knew this sword.

He knew the owner of the sword better.

Lin Che walked slowly from a distance. His body was already covered in blood, and the expression on his face looked very strange.

like losing myself

It's like finding myself again.

Minmin fell to the ground, her body was still twitching constantly. When Lin Che raised her hand, Yueming Sword left her body and returned to Lin Che's hand.

For a moment Xiao Ningming didn't know what was filling his heart, anger?Still disappointed?

He just felt that his hands and feet were extremely cold.

Lin Che's body was filled with black air, and Xiao Ning knew that he had already absorbed the souls of the people in the entire village.

He is very strong now.

As long as he is willing, Xiao Ningming will be the next person to be pierced by Yueming Sword.

But when Lin Che looked at him, she didn't move her hands. She just smiled and said, "Master, do you think I've become really powerful now?"

Lin Che opened her hands, as if to show Xiao Ningming that the bloodbathed village was all done by him.

Even the River God didn't dare to absorb the souls of so many people at once, because he knew it couldn't hold so many souls.

Xiao Ningming was still surprised that Lin Che could still stand in front of him intact at this moment, but it seemed that he had already lost his mind.

Xiao Ningming didn't catch his words, but just stared at him fiercely.

Xiao Ningming was calculating in his mind how likely he was to survive.

Lin Che was still approaching Xiao Ningming step by step. The Yueming Sword in his hand seemed to have absorbed too many people's resentful souls, causing the blade to turn black.

But it looks sharper than ever.

Xiao Ningming stood there without moving, knowing that Lin Che stepped over Min Min's body and walked in front of him.

After Lin Che and Xiao Ningming looked at each other for a while, they didn't hurt him. Instead, they gently hugged Xiao Ningming in their arms, as if they were holding something precious.

Very light and very careful.

"Master, I thought I was going to lose you again." Lin Che buried her head in Xiao Ningming's neck.

Xiao Ningming was stiff all over.

"Don't scare me anymore, okay... this disciple is really scared." Lin Che's tone was very gentle, but to Xiao Ningming's ears, it sounded like a devil whispering.

"Why did you kill them?" Xiao Ningming's gaze was fixed on Minmin who was lying not far away.

He recalled talking to Minmin this morning.

Minmin is a shy girl who always speaks very quietly when facing him.

But she is also a brave child, if Xiao Ningming hadn't stopped her as soon as possible, maybe now she has become the dish of the river god, one of the girls with soaked hair in the Muna River.

However, a girl who usually speaks so timidly, just now, yelled at him, telling him to go away.

Her expression was angry and desperate, looking at it made Xiao Ningming's heart ache.

Tears flickered faintly in Xiao Ningming's eyes. He didn't know whether it was because of Minmin or Lin Che who was holding him in his arms.

"I killed someone, will Master blame me...?" Lin Che answered his words with a very calm tone.

It seemed to be telling Xiao Ningming that there was no reason for him to kill someone.

Xiao Ningming pushed Lin Che away, and looked at the face of the blood-stained boy in front of him, which seemed to overlap with the other one in his memory.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed to the appearance of Lingxiao Pavilion, and the people in front of him also changed from male to female, looking at him with scarlet eyes and smiling.

Xiao Ningming subconsciously took two steps back, only to realize that the scene had returned to the village, and the person in front of him was still Lin Che.

"Don't call me Shizun again."

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