Every day I open my eyes, I'm running for my life

Chapter 10 Before disaster strikes

The sharp sword smashed through the stalagmite, and the rubble exploded and scattered in all directions.

Lin Fenghe twisted the Jue Sheng curse and stepped back.

Song Que raised his left hand to form an invisible shield to block the exploding flying rocks.

Then the sword struck again.

Lin Fenghe was dumbfounded when he saw the countless song birds that suddenly appeared in front of him.

You don’t play like this!She is not Lin Qinghe who knows all kinds of magic!

Countless Song Que clones were holding long swords, and they surrounded Lin Fenghe from all directions, forming a spherical circle, and strangled him inward.

Lin Fenghe originally planned to accept his fate and be stabbed to death. At worst, he would be resurrected.

But the body reacts almost instinctively.He took out the last thunderbolt from his arms and made a spell with it.

In an instant, the shell of the silver thunderbolt bomb was filled with sparkling silver spiritual power, floating in the palm of the hand without any basis. When Song Que was about to attack, the thunderbolt bomb exploded with a surge of momentum.

It was very different from previous explosions. When this thunder bomb exploded, only countless shell fragments flew out, and there was no roar of dust and smoke.

Seeing this, Song Que, who was hiding in the clone, quickly ducked out.

The clones around Lin Fenghe were injured by the fragments, and instantly turned into clouds and dispersed.

He just barely dodged a blow.The main character was unscathed, so naturally he would immediately make up for it with the next blow.

Lin Fenghe's skills were exhausted, and the spells he had suddenly used just now disappeared like the ebbing tide.

Song Que held the sword with one hand, filled with spiritual power, adjusted his breath and appeared behind Lin Fenghe with a wave of heat, ready to stab Lin Fenghe's heart with his sword.

After taking a few breaths, Lin Fenghe hurriedly turned around to chase Song Que's figure, but the moment he turned around, he caught the incoming sharp sword.

The hot tip of the sword penetrated his skin. At this moment, the vague spells that the original owner had learned all his life suddenly became clear in Lin Fenghe's mind.

Lin Fenghe raised his hand to hold the sword.

The long sword with spiritual power was hot and sharp. As soon as the hand touched it, the murderous aura on the sword cut through the skin and evaporated with blood.

Lin Fenghe disagreed.His eyebrows changed from solemn to relaxed, and he silently recited a mantra to create a sword, using himself as a matchmaker, gravity climbed up the sword from the palm of his hand.

Fight force with force.Lin Fenghe's power climbed onto the long sword, competing with the force attached to the sword, squeezing each other, and resisting each other.

As Lin Fenghe continued to deliver more spells, the forces on the sword merged and assimilated with each other.

In the end, the sword that had accompanied Song Que for three years was overloaded and fell apart.

Lin Fenghe terminated the assassination.

Panting, she took a few steps back and stared at Song Que's every move.

It can be said that a sword cultivator is a fish out of water if he does not have a sword, which is a bit exaggerated, but most of them will not use it to such an extent.

Most sword cultivators will practice with physical cultivators, and they can fight for several rounds with bare hands even if they throw away their swords.

But Lin Fenghe couldn't take another punch. As long as the girl made a move, she would only get beaten.

In the memory that has just become clearer, the original owner Lin Qinghe can be regarded as a semi-spiritual practitioner. The spells and spells used are not fabricated out of thin air. They often require the consumption of one's own energy, ranging from physical and mental strength to lifespan. The spells are different and are consumed.

Just like the spell just now, it consumed almost all of Lin Fenghe's physical energy.

Her legs were shaking and she was extremely unsteady even when she was standing.

Fortunately, Song Que had no intention of continuing to take action.

She threw away the hilt and scabbard of the sword, saluted Lin Fenghe, and turned around to leave without saying a word.

Watching Song Que quickly disappear around the corner of the street, Lin Fenghe hurriedly walked to the wall and slid down against the wall.

"I'm so exhausted..." Lin Fenghe tilted his neck and muttered to himself, his head drooping feebly.

After this ordeal, Lin Fenghe no longer took chances.

Her face is so recognizable.

"Disguise, you must disguise yourself!" Lin Fenghe said, but the spell in his mind became blurry again.It seemed that it needed a special timing to be used. Lin Fenghe couldn't figure out what went wrong.

What she remembered now, about the original owner and about her own past, seemed to be erased by something.

"Damn it, it won't be the price of immortality." Lin Fenghe muttered, "I won't become a fool in the end..."

While she was mumbling, a child ran out of nowhere.

He is as old as four or five years old, with a youngish hair, yellow clothes and white lapels, and a pure gold safety lock hanging around his neck.

She wasn't afraid when she saw Lin Fenghe. She kicked her little fat feet and ran towards Lin Fenghe with a groan.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

The little baby was wearing a shoe on his left foot and not even a sock on his right foot, so he ran over.

Lin Fenghe looked at the fat baby in front of him who smiled with two dimples, and his voice rose up from the cuteness.

"Sister, I'm tired. Let's take a rest. What's your name?"

"Auntie calls me Xibao." Xibao said as he imitated Lin Fenghe's movements and sat down. Finally, he tilted his head and rested it on Lin Fenghe's arm.

Lin Fenghe looked around and saw no one else on the street. When he lowered his head to look at Xibao, he saw her naked little feet.

She had a rough idea in her mind that the child was lost or had sneaked out.

"Xi Bao, do you remember where your mother-in-law lives?"

Looking at the fat baby wearing gold belt and silvery white skin, most of them are the children of wealthy families.

If you meet a bad person, being kidnapped or sold is a minor offense.

She had to get this kid back safely.

Lin Fenghe thought in his heart, a smile appeared on his face, and he secretly sighed that he was really a good person and accumulated good fortune and virtue.

"Aniang said let Xibao play by himself." Xibao said and put his little hands on Lin Fenghe's arm, "Sister, do you have lotus cake? I'm hungry."

After saying that, he blinked his big eyes and looked at Lin Fenghe with his eyelashes flickering.

Lin Fenghe looked like he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He didn't know where he got the strength from, and stood up in a daze.

"Sister doesn't have lotus cakes, but I can take you to buy something to eat."

"Really?" Xibao also stood up and couldn't stop the excitement in his eyes when he looked at Lin Fenghe.

"real."

Before leaving, Lin Fenghe took off Xibao's shoes, took the sock from his left foot and put it on his right foot to prevent the little baby from walking barefoot.

As for why Lin Fenghe didn't hold Xibao, there was no other reason. She didn't have the strength.

Walking out of this street, we went to a nearby street with mostly snack shops.

Lin Fenghe, who was mixed in the crowd, first bought rouge and gouache, smeared it on his face and looked like he was stuck with paper.

Then I bought some snacks, including candied dried duck neck and goose feet.

Only then did the whole family sit quietly in the shade and enjoy the delicious food.

But as luck would have it, there was someone on the street who knew Xibao.

"Xibao? Didn't you and Aunt Miaoxin go to the Diwang Temple?"

A man and a woman approached.

The man's eyes are covered with a four-finger-wide gauze, and the woman's body is hung with strings of beads of various colors.

Xibao looked at the two of them and shook his head.

"Aniang lets Xibao play by himself."

(End of this chapter)