When the bright moon was in the sky, the mountains undulating in the mist were retreating rapidly.

Chuzheng sat in the middle of the wide sword hilt, slightly raised his head and looked at the man standing in front of him with his hands holding hands, his eyes cold as ice.

She asked impatiently: "Where are we going?"

Tell her to come out at night, so she can feel the feeling of flying?

Dong Rin: "It's coming soon."

Dong Lin heard the movement of the people behind getting up.

Chuzheng walked behind Dong Lin, with the hilt of the sword on his toe, trying to kick him down to exhale.

Your good person can bear it.

Can't be so impulsive.

If he didn't fall to death, would he still think he was a good person? will not!

So be calm.

friendzoned.

mine.

Chuzheng took a deep breath and sat back.

Although Dong Lin didn't watch it, he could feel Chu Zheng's movements.

I didn't understand what she wanted to do when she stood up and sat back. The atmosphere was a little embarrassing, and Dong Lin didn't say anything.

About an hour later, Dong Lin drove the sword down on a mountain.

The wilderness is very suitable for killing people and burying corpses.

Isn't this guy not wanting to admit it, get her here and bury her?

"Follow."

The mountains were lush and Dong Lin walked very fast. He thought that Chuzheng would not be able to keep up, but every time he stopped, he found that Chuzheng was following him not far or near.

After about a stick of incense, he stopped in front of a cave.

Chu Zheng: "..."

He really wanted to stop talking!

Dong Lin looked at her sideways, in a very light tone: "There is a spiritual weapon in it. Go get it."

Chu Zheng: "..."

Lie me to get the spirit weapon and let the thing that protects the spirit weapon kill me? Kill with a knife! !

"Am I not going?"

Dong Lin seemed puzzled: "Why not go?"

"..."

I suspect you want to kill me.

Dong Lin seemed to think of something, and his cold voice lowered slightly: "Don't worry, I have already dealt with the beast guarding the spirit weapon inside."

Chu Zheng: "..." I didn't believe a word of the little liar.

Chuzheng stayed for a while on the idea of ​​killing the good guy and running away, trying to suppress that idea, and said: "You go in with me."

Dong Lin was silent for a while, then glanced at the little girl standing opposite.

The mottled moonlight in the canopy of the tree reflected her petite figure, and the bushes behind her looked hideous and terrifying.

Several pictures flashed across Dong Lin's mind.

He stopped abruptly and asked tentatively, "Are you afraid?"

The little figure in Chu Zheng's heart seemed to be trampled on his tail, and began to swipe the screen violently.

I will be scared?

As a girl, how can I be afraid.

Chuzheng sullenly said fiercely: "Can't you enter? If you don't, I will go back."

Dong Lin thought for a while, took a breath, and showed unprecedented patience: "Then you follow me."

Dong Rin clenched his hands in his sleeves tightly. This was his own mistake.

Chu Zheng motioned him to go ahead, Dong Lin lowered his mind and bent down to enter through the hole.

The entrance is narrow and there is a long corridor inside. Chuzheng feels like he is walking down.

Dong Lin had something to illuminate in his hand, and the shadows of the two of them were cast aside, drawing strange appearances.

The corridor was very quiet, except for each other's footsteps, there was no other sound.

Chuzheng's eyes floated over Dong Lin's body from time to time, and for a while, she clasped her wrist with her fingertips and held it gently.

The corridor gradually brightened.

Chuzheng followed Dong Lin out of the corridor, the space instantly expanded, and the heat rushed over.

It felt like stepping into a volcano suddenly from normal temperature.

Good guy card, you want to kill me!

They were standing on a protruding stone at this time, the front was empty, the bottom was tumbling magma, and there were flames spouting upwards from time to time.

There is a stone in the middle of the magma with a sword standing on it.

The sound of rolling magma rolled past my ears, as if I could feel the hot temperature.

Dong Lin stood on the edge, and the flames rose up from time to time, in sharp contrast with his white clothes... it looked better.

Oh shit.

Chu Zheng twisted and ignored him at first, his fingertips clasped his wrists harder.

Dong Lin turned his head, his clear voice came with the hot temperature: "I can only send you here, you must go down and get it yourself."

Chu Zheng looked down: "You let me go by myself?"

"Yeah. You can only take this spiritual tool by yourself." Dong Lin hesitated, but still seriously said: "I can't help you."

Chu Zheng said: "Then I don't want it."

She didn't use this stuff, what did she get it for?

As a decoration?

"..."

"Don't be fooling around." Dong Lin's voice was cold for two minutes. He might think he was too fierce, and then lowered his voice: "Don't be afraid, I'll be watching from above.

Chu Zheng: "..."

I'm afraid you will make up for me.

Don't I have to rewind when I step on a horse? !

"With your strength, you can handle it." Dong Lin didn't know where the trust came from: "Go."

Chu Zheng: "Master, do you remember that day?"

Dong Lin's heart jumped.

He doesn't remember...

But he saw it.

Dong Lin and Chu Zheng's sights were staggered, and their voices were low: "I don't remember."

"Oh."

It seems that he has to find a way to make him remember.

Chu Zheng suddenly jumped forward, and his body fell abruptly.

She moved too suddenly, Dong Lin was startled, and then two steps forward, there was a thread of tension in her heart.

Chu Zheng leaped lightly twice in the air, avoiding the erupting flame, and landed steadily on the middle rock.

She reached out to hold the hilt of the sword.

...Hot! ! ! !

There seemed to be a sound of roasting meat in Chu Zheng's ears, and his teeth were clenched before he flung away without losing his manner.

Chu Zheng drew his sword quickly.

However, the sword that seemed to be inserted here casually did not move.

I knew it was not so easy to hold.

Chu Zheng immediately mobilized the strength in his body, poured it into the palm of his hand, and poured it into the sword.

The sword body gradually had brilliance flowing, and the tumbling magma boiled.

Chu Zheng felt that this sword was repelling himself, not ordinary rejection, but with killing intent...

The power she injected into the sword was suddenly swallowed back.

Chu Zheng's body was bounced away, and the silver light flashed by. Chu Zheng turned around in the air, stepped on the silver light, and jumped onto the protruding stone on the other side.

She looked down at the palm of her hand, bloody.

Dong Lin came over from there and fell beside Chu Zheng: "How are you?"

Chu Zheng grabbed his palm and placed it beside him: "It's okay."

As soon as she opened her throat, there was a burst of sweetness, and Chu Zheng took a step back, suppressing the **** breath.

"Demonic air?" Dong Lin grasped Chu Zheng's arm: "Why do you have a monster air?"

Demon?

Oh, yes, forget this.

She is a demon.

No wonder that the sword just now repelled her so much and had a murderous intent. It was for human use.

Chuzheng whispered in dissatisfaction: "Let go." Damn, it hurts!

Xu Shi Chuzheng's expression was too cold, and Dong Lin loosened his fingers.

"Why do you have a demon spirit?" Dong Lin lowered his voice and asked again.

"I'm a demon." Chu Zheng's eyebrows drooped, blocking the emotions under his eyes, and said without any ups and downs: "Of course there is a demon."

Dong Rin: "..."

A ray of shock flashed through Dong Lin's eyes.

Chu Zheng raised his eyes, his pupils reflected the rolling magma underneath, a red fire, but there seemed to be frost condensed in it: "Master, are you trying to kill me?"

"I... don't know." Dong Lin's expression was a little stiff.

He just wanted to give her a weapon...

Who knew she would be a demon?

How could she be a demon! ?