Lin Que subconsciously chose to believe Shen Nanzhi's words.
The three words name, poem card, and hunter were strung together in his mind, and he suddenly became enlightened.
Shen Nanzhi...she is such a nice person...
Li Anan didn't understand what she meant, but like Lin Que, he was cautious. "knew."
The sky is so dark that it drips with ink, and the surrounding maple forest is full of ghosts and ghosts. There are red shadows mixed in the winding path between the stone houses, elongating the figures and slapping against the blue and white walls.
Shen Nanzhi heard a rush of footsteps coming from the front, and then heard a few freezing winds, and a bright white light flew over.
Her eyelids twitched twice, she pulled Li Anan, and three knives pierced the wall that Li Anan had been leaning against.
What the hell?
The handle of the knife was pure black, which made the blade even colder. They fell off the wall with a sizzling sound and stabbed from behind.
Shen Nanzhi gritted her teeth and dodged. The dagger seemed to have eyes. It turned 180 degrees again and stabbed from the front. The cold light reappeared.
Again?
The road was too narrow, so she clung to the stone wall, the flying dagger grazed her temples, and a few strands of black hair fell on her collarbones. There was a muffled sound behind her, and Shen Nanzhi caught the girl appearing at the corner of the round stone house with her peripheral vision.
——Chen Baiying.
She held the blade between her fingers, one of which was still stained with blood. The hem of her beige skirt was stained with blood. There was a ruthless look in her cute deer eyes, and her lips were curled up, her lips were red and her teeth were white.
Lin Que's pupils suddenly dilated, and the female corpse on the ground gradually turned into fluorescent light and dissipated, like dots of will-o'-the-wisps floating in the maple forest.
"Why?" He glared at Chen Baiying.
Shen Nanzhi's arms were numb, and the warmth of Li Anan's forearms still remained in her palms.
Taking human life seriously.
She couldn't understand... "I'm sorry, I just want to survive." Chen Baiying smiled sweetly and bowed like a ballet curtain call. After turning around, the smile on her face froze.
Her wrist bone was caught by Shen Nanzhi who was moving quickly.
Shen Nanzhi's brain was straining and uncomfortable. It was like there was some bouncing ball in his head. His nerves were tense as if he had stayed up all night. Clear bloodshot streaks appeared in his originally black and white eyes.
"What do you want to do!" Chen Baiying struggled with her arm. The force on her wrist was too heavy and she let go in dagger fell to the ground, and panic finally appeared on her face.
She can't fight in close combat!Every fight relies on props or skills.
His fragile neck was pushed against the wall by his elbows. "Why? Why do you want to kill people so lightly?"
Her breathing was suppressed, and the fear of death gradually occupied Chen Baiying's brain. Her chest began to feel tight, her mind was confused, and the horror caused by the suffocation made her brain excited and scared.
She looked over Shen Nanzhi's shoulder and saw Lin Que standing by and wasn't like this inexplicable feeling of sadness exploded in my heart.
Tears suddenly fell from his sore eyes.
I just want to live...
Shen Nanzhi suddenly let go of her hand, and the girl in front of her sank down, kneeling on the ground and breathing heavily, with tears on her face.
"I can't do it..." She lowered her head and looked at the palm of her hand blankly. She was rubbed by the dagger first, and her fingertips were stained with Li An'an's blood.
Chen Baiying rested her palms on the bluestone floor, feeling pain from being placed on them. The stress of breathing heavily stimulated the center of her brain.
... is beating, the nerves in my brain are beating.
She grabbed the dagger on the ground and staggered when she stood up. Her legs were weak and had not fully glared at Shen Nanzhi fiercely and ran away with all her strength.
(End of this chapter)