A light figure suddenly cut out from the air, and then a bright white dagger stabbed straight at someone who was sleeping in the lawn.

The blade is facing Sikong Xiao’s head!

*

"Wake up!"

Sikong Xiao was awakened by the roar of the evil spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness. As soon as he turned over and sat up, he felt a chill coming to his face.

"Swish..."

He turned his head and flashed, and the white dagger was piercing through his ears. Sikong Xiao even heard the crackling sound of his hair breaking.

"Who are you?!"

As soon as the question came out of his mouth, the shaky blade turned and swept towards his head without hesitation.

Sikong Xiao pursed his lips and couldn't help but "hiss". Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand to support the ground. With a force on his waist, he instantly soared from the ground.

A neat rollover was not completed, and Sikong Xiao's figure was still in the air and then she paused suddenly. Then she felt a sharp pain in her chest, and she flew out from her head and feet, and even heard the creaking of her ribs!

What's the fucking situation?

Hear it without saying hello and kicked it up?!

"boom……"

The big tree fell down in response to the sound, and Sikong's body stopped. Just as Sikong's face was dark and his eyes were filled with sparks, another ray of light came out from his side.

Damn, it's over!

He rolled away from the blade with his lower body. Sikong laughed and cursed, but he was a little confused. This method seemed a little familiar?

Before Sikong Xiao could stop, the man kicked over as if he had expected it. Sikong Xiao looked very ugly, so he could only seize the opportunity to fight back at the ground and leverage his strength to get up. Passively being beaten is not her style!

"Swish..."

When the sword was taken, Sikong Xiao pointed his toes and flicked his feet, using the first move of the vampire bat: look slow and fast.

In just one breath, the tip of the sword swept to the opponent's throat. The transparent sword blade almost merged with the darkness. Sikong laughed and found that the person in front of him could not avoid this sword.

Sure enough, the man blocked his sword with a dagger. This dagger that was as bright as a light bulb must be a treasure. Otherwise, this man would not dare to block his own sword.

"Clang!"

In the moment of lightning, Sikong Xiao judged based on his figure that the person in front of him should be a woman, but before he could wait to see it carefully, the man slashed his dagger over again, and a faint voice came from the air, "Have you used a sword instead?"

In a trance, Sikong Xiao felt that the way of speaking was familiar, but the man obviously did not intend to give him time to think. In an instant, the dagger and the sword fought three more times. This time, Sikong Xiao finally saw the man's eyes.

It's her?!

It was this swaying god. The sword in Sikong Xiao's hand was immediately knocked away. Then a palm wind came in his chest. Sikong Xiao could not dodge and could only get hit by this. His consciousness seemed to be pulled away from his body. Sikong Xiao opened his mouth and bit his tongue before he could barely stay awake.

"boom…"

"hiss…"

Another big tree fell down gloriously and Sikong Xiao barely stopped the parabola curve. One hand supported the broken tree root beside him, and the other hand raised and rubbed the blood on the corner of his mouth. Sikong Xiao pulled the corner of his mouth and gasped.

*

"What? No need to whip now? Who taught you this sword? It's useless..."

Hearing this, Sikong's face suddenly turned dark. He struggled to support his waist and looked at the feet that were gradually entering his sight. He laughed deliberately: "I like to learn new things. Unlike you, I'm still a broken dagger after so many years!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped him. As before, he was accurate and ruthless. He knew that he could not avoid it, so Sikong Xiao simply was too lazy to move.

"Bang..."

He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his lower lip. Sikong Xiao looked up at the person in front of him, and chuckled: "I thought you had woken up and wanted to make peace with me. It seems that I was thinking too much."

"You live in this world so comfortably. Not only do you have poor skills, but your heart is also weak..."

Sikong smiled and opened his mouth to laugh, but before she could open her mouth, an angry shout came from her face: "Straighten my waist! Forgot what I have taught you before? Can you show your weak side to others?!"

The conditioned reflex of the hand on the broken wood was retracted, and Sikong Xiao stood up in an instant. After realizing what he had done, Sikong Xiao wanted to slap himself. How many years have passed, Sikong Xiao, why are you still so unpromising?

Seeing Sikong Xiao straightened his waist, the man snorted coldly and stepped forward a few more steps. Until this time, her face was completely exposed to Sikong Xiao's eyes. Although he had expected it, Sikong Xiao still raised his eyebrows, "You have indeed traveled to her..."

"This is just an experiment."

Sikong smiled and raised his eyebrows, "When did you recognize me?"

"soon."

Sikong Xiao nodded. Why didn’t I recognize her at first sight? It turns out that I have been comfortable for a long time. Is this instinct wiped out? Thinking of this, Sikong Xiao raised his head again, raised his lips and pulled out a heartless smile, "What should I call you now? Jin Dianmo?"

*

The other side of the hanging spirit cave

Sikong Huang, who had threatened everyone, was about to leave, but he didn't expect a severe pain suddenly came from his chest. Before she could react, a mouthful of blood suddenly poured out of her mouth.

"Yuan'er!"

"Ancient Phoenix..."

"Miss Huang!"

"master!"

Three or four voices sounded at the same time. Sikong Huang looked at the peach blossom Shen Yicen, Zhang Feng, Wu Shenli and others who were rushing towards him, but their eyes gradually blurred. With the last trace of sanity, Sikong Huang grabbed a person's hand, murmured Sikong Xiao's name repeatedly, and finally, the black eyes were completely fainted.

Everyone was in a hurry again. When Sikong Huang opened his eyes again, it was already early in the morning two days later.

The moment he turned over and sat up from the bed, Sikong Huang exclaimed: "Xiaoxiao!"

Taohua, who was holding tea on the side, shook her wrist when she heard this sound. She didn't even care about the teacup falling to the ground. She rushed towards the person lying on the bed, "Master! You finally woke up. Taohua was worried about it. Why did you suddenly faint?! Didn't you do it before?"

Hearing Taohua's series of questions, Sikong Huang's dizzy brain woke up. He lifted the quilt and didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he rushed to the door. Taohua didn't have time to stop him. Unexpectedly, Sikong Song happened to push the door in at this time. Sikong Huang hit Sikong Song's arms head-on. Before Sikong Song could be surprised, he grabbed him, "Where is Xiaoxiao? Brother, did you see Xiaoxiao?"

Sikong Song was a little confused, lowered his eyes and swept his sister's pale face, frowned and scolded, "Don't worry about that wild girl Xiaoxiao, look at what you are like? Why don't you lie in the bed and rest!"

"Brother, I'm fine!"

Sikong Huang stopped Sikong Song and wanted to drag him to the bed, his beautiful eyes were full of anxiety, "Tell me where Xiaoxiao is first? Is she back? How was she hurt?!"
Chapter completed!