Shui Xiyuan's voice was gentle, but Xiao Hanyu's heart was filled with a cold feeling. The coldness penetrated into his bones and the cold was biting. Xiao Hanyu couldn't help but shivered.

"Hmph! If you want to kill, you will kill! As long as I don't die today, you Shui Xiyuan will... I will kill you with all my strength!" The soul-chasing head raised suddenly, and the hoarse voice was vicious and sharp.

"Haha..." Shui Xiyuan looked at him quietly and smiled softly again. The sword in her hand slowly raised, and the cold breath spread again. He looked at the soul-chasing, and his handsome eyes were half-squinted: "Do you think I will give you a chance to live?"

"It's best not to give it to you. It's not unfair that I can die at your hands today. Young Master Xiyuan, who dares to underestimate me? Haha..." Zhuihun looked at the sword raised in Shui Xiyuan's hand and suddenly burst into laughter, laughing.

"When you can laugh now, you can laugh! You won't laugh after a while." Shui Xiyuan looked at the soul-chasing, and the sword gently handed forward.

Chasing the soul laughed for a while, and the laughter slowly stopped. The blood-stained body lay softly on the ground. The eyes under the silver mask looked at the sword that was only a size away from him. A cold and hoarse voice came out: "I want to kill you as soon as possible! Otherwise, I will give me a chance to escape. If you regret it in the future, you will be unable to count."

"Escape? Haha..." Shui Xiyuan burst into laughter, her bloody white clothes fluttering, her black hair was rising, and the laughter shocked the birds in the forest, and the green leaves on the trees fell down.

"Have you laughed enough? If you laugh enough, you can kill me!" Zhuihun looked at Shui Xiyuan, and his eyes under the silver mask closed gently.

"Okay!" Shui Xiyuan suddenly stopped smiling, and before the sound of a good voice fell, murderous intent suddenly arose. The sword in her hand quickly stabbed the soul-chasing heart, which was the position of the soul-chasing heart.

Chasing the soul only felt a bone-thrusting chill coming. His closed eyes suddenly opened, and he watched calmly as the cold sword stabbed his heart. A trace of ethereal expression passed through his eyes under the silver mask.

Shui Xiyuan looked at Zhuihun's eyes quietly, and a hint of unbearableness flashed through her cold eyes, but the sword in her hand still did not stop. The sword instantly cut through Zhuihun's clothes and handed it in the tip of the sword as thin as Juan's paper.

"Stop!" In the flash of lightning, a delicate shout came, a silver light rushed towards him, and a white shadow fell into the air, and the body lying on the ground disappeared instantly.

"Qing'er?" Shui Xiyuan was stunned and turned her head suddenly. When she saw the eyes of the visitor, she looked at Xiao Hanyu and her Bai Bilingual in surprise.

Xiao Hanyu took back the Bai Biling in his hand, and his arms tightly wrapped around Zhuihunxu's soft body. He fell down lightly, landing at a distance from Shui Xiyuan, looking at him faintly.

"Qing'er...you...why are you here?" Shui Xiyuan took away the sword in her hand and pursed her lips at Xiao Hanyu.

"If I don't come, would you really let you kill him?" Xiao Hanyu raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"Qing'er...I..." Shui Xiyuan looked at Xiao Hanyu, stepped forward, stopped again, her handsome eyes shrank slightly, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly, as if she wanted to explain something.

"You need to say nothing, I understand, but you can't kill him today." Xiao Hanyu looked at him: "Five years ago, I saved your life from him. Today I will save his life from your sword. I will sell me a favor. Today, I will not stop anyone of you who has the ability to kill anyone."

After Xiao Hanyu finished speaking, he looked at Shui Xiyuan lightly, his eyes firmly, and Shui Xiyuan also looked at Xiao Hanyu quietly. His beautiful eyes instantly changed dozens of expressions, and he nodded slowly for a while.

"Okay! Since you agree, I will take him away." Xiao Hanyu glanced at the soul-chasing in his arms, turned around slowly, and prepared to leave here.

"Qing'er..." When Shui Xiyuan saw Xiao Hanyu leaving, she quickly called out a low voice.

"Huh?" Xiao Hanyu turned her head and saw Shui Xiyuan looking at her with big beautiful eyes aggrievedly, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and Yingying was about to cry, like a abandoned child.

"Qing'er...I...have you abandoned me like this?" Shui Xiyuan looked at Xiao Hanyu, her broken clothes flying in the breeze, her messy long hair was loosely covered with a thin body.

"Hmm?" Xiao Hanyu was stunned and looked at him incomprehensible.

"Qing'er! You... do you like him? Why do you want to take him away? I... don't care?" Shui Xiyuan pointed to the soul-chasing in Xiao Hanyu's arms with his hand, bit his pink lips, and said in a low voice.

"I..." Xiao Hanyu was stunned again and frowned at him. The best thing about this guy is to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. If she hadn't seen the other side of him just now, maybe she would have been deceived by him!

Water cherishes fate! Water cherishes fate! It’s really not simple! Xiao Hanyu looked at Water cherish the fate and suddenly smiled, smiling gently, softly, brightly beautifully, and the mountains and rivers were lost.

"When will I say I don't care about you?" Xiao Hanyu's eyes turned, and she looked at him with a gentle voice.

"Qing'er! You...you said you...really?" Shui Xiyuan's handsome little face immediately became happy, and she trembled slightly and stepped forward, looking at Xiao Hanyu's smiling eyes.

"Well! Don't worry! I will go find you one day." Xiao Hanyu looked at him, suddenly threw a sentence, spread his body lightly, and immediately disappeared from the spot with his soul chasing.

Shui Xiyuan was stunned. Xiao Hanyu and the soul-chasing bodies had disappeared in front of him. He was stunned for a while. Looking at the direction where Xiao Hanyu left, a pair of happy eyes instantly became dim. The long sword pierced into a tree trunk beside him, and the tender green leaves fell down rustly.

Shui Xiyuan stood quietly in the depths of the woods, blood-stained white clothes, dancing fallen leaves, alarming birds, trembling swords on the trunks, and his flickering handsome face, all of which were fused together to form an indelible picture.

Xiao Hanyu held the soul chasing and used the light skills of stepping on Xue Wuhen, and walked lightly for more than ten miles along the treetops. When he realized that Shui Xiyuan had not followed, Xiao Hanyu stopped.
Chapter completed!