Before Chunlian could react, she felt her body lightening and her things seemed to have disappeared. She opened her eyes happily, but only saw a long sword pointing straight at her face. In her fear and confusion, she slashed down with her sword, and the sound of flesh and bones breaking out.

Everything that strangled her disappeared, but the head that fell on the ground let out a terrifying scream, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The woman's stretched neck was cut into several pieces, and blood flowed, and the head she fell could not go back, so she could only float in the air. Chunlian was creepy and had the urge to vomit, but at this time, a cold hand gently held her, conveying her a sense of security.

"Hold me and I'll take you out of here."

This was the voice of a boy. Chunlian raised her head in confusion, only saw the boy's back but couldn't see his face clearly. He was wearing a thin shirt, and a sword held in the other hand emitted strange black smoke. He tightly protected Chunlian.

Feitouman's only broken body and floating head rushed towards them fiercely. The boy raised his sword and slashed it a few times. Feitouman was cut into several pieces and fell to the ground, and he could no longer move.

"Aman...Aman..."

Crazy Bone murmured, because his scattered white bones seemed to be disbanded because of his too angry. The rattle sound became more and more intense. The boy pulled Chunlian and ran straight towards it. With a sword, he instantly cut the Crazy Bone into two pieces. The disabled bones fell to the ground and could no longer be put together.

The thick fog wrapped around began to dissipate, and the boy also took the sword back to the scabbard around his waist.

Chunlian looked at him blankly, "Thank you for saving me... That, you, who are you..." The boy did not say anything when he heard her speech, but just turned his head. Chunlian found that he seemed to be wearing a strange mask on his face, and was about to walk up to him to see his face clearly.

But the boy let go of his hand and walked forward quickly. Chunlian was about to chase him, but in a blink of an eye, his trace was gone. Chunlian stood there, and the surroundings had returned to their original appearance. The street lights had already been lit, and the bustling passers-by passed by him. Chunlian recalled that he had just seen the half-mask on the boy's face. He seemed to be the only person wearing a mask beside him - Jing Qiye.

But isn't Jing Qiye a mute? Can he speak? At least he and him have been classmates for three years and have never heard him say anything. Chunlian leaned against the wall and was thinking, but she didn't find a man walking towards him step by step until his shadow blocked her light. Chunlian raised her face.

"Yousu, it's already very late, why are you still outside?" The man lowered his head slightly, and the moonlight gently sprinkled on his black coat. The night wind blew his hair and drew a beautiful curve in the air.

"Teacher Kuraki...I...I have no place to go, my home is already..."

"Well, I've heard it, don't be sad." Kuraki Ryo gently touched her hair, her eyes were bright in color. Chunlian had been hungry for a day, and her stomach finally gushed at this moment, which made her lower her head a little embarrassedly. Kuraki Ryo relaxed the corners of her mouth, and his fingertips slid off her hair, and gently held her hand, "Your brother seems to be missing, why don't you go to my house to stay for a few days first, and let me take care of you for him."

"What, what?!?"
Chapter completed!