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Chapter 357 Awakening (1)
Seeing that the sharp blade was about to touch the neck of the black shadow.

The cold light of the light white blade reflected the disdainful and arrogant face of the black shadow, which made Ye Chen feel sick for a while.

Gently.

The black shadow gently pinched Zhao Mohan's blade.

Fixed.

Zhao Mohan's blade stopped in mid-air and could no longer advance an inch.

Ye Chen took a deep breath.

day.

Is that still human power?

Zhao Mohan still had an expressionless face, but his complexion was pale, which was worse than the scattered blue and white moonlight on the sky.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth.

His injury!
Hei Ying chuckled, twisted Zhao Mohan's blade with his backhand, and threw it away.

The sharp knife hit the soft ground without even making a small sound, only the flashing blue light dazzled people's eyes.

"A master is a master after all, and an apprentice is still an apprentice. You have to know that an apprentice can't beat a master." Hei Ying smiled softly.

That appearance is clearly like a master teaching a student who is not good enough.

A look of being a teacher.

However, Ye Chen felt nauseated one after another!

Zhao Mohan just bent his waist and lowered his head, unable to see his facial features clearly.

Blue smoke billowed up, lingering around him, and the moonlight was blue and white, which made his iron-blue armor reflect a bit of cold and cruel light.

Heiying shook his head, seemed very dissatisfied, and said: "It seems that you have been outside for a few years. You haven't made much progress. It seems that I, the master, must teach you personally!"

As he spoke, he moved quickly.

Backhand picked up the dagger on the ground.

Ye Chen didn't even see it clearly, but saw a flash of cold light, and a long silent arc opened in the night, and the black shadow's dagger was already on Zhao Mohan's shoulder.

The black shadow evoked a sneering smile, shook his head, and looked like he hated iron but not steel.

Ye Chen gasped.

This speed-

It's faster than riding a rocket!
She frowned, moved her footsteps slightly, moved slightly towards that direction, and touched the silver needle at her waist with her hand.

Zhao Mohan was injured, so he might not last long.

She absolutely cannot let Zhao Mohan be taken away by the shadow!

The situation is changing.

"you……"

The black shadow lowered his head and exclaimed slightly.

At some point in his stomach, a sharpened branch was inserted suddenly, and the vigorous blood spread out like a blood mist!

dripping horror.

The other end of the branch was held in Zhao Mohan's hand.

With his other hand, he squeezed the dagger that Sombra hung around his neck, and moved it slightly to the side by an inch.

"Teacher, I am no longer the original number 9. However, you are still as conceited as you remember!" Zhao Mohan said softly.

His face was as pale as paper, but there was a triumphant smile on his face.

"Last time, I won. This time, I won't lose!" Zhao Mohan's voice paused every word, like a heavy hammer hitting the ground, and he groaned: "I will never allow me to care no matter who the opponent is!"

Ye Chen's nose was sore.

This is a way of injuring the enemy by a thousand and self-destructing by [-].

She believed that if it wasn't for Zhao Mohan's injury, he would definitely have won without such a tragedy.

Even though she won, she felt pain in her heart.

She hurried over to hold Zhao Mohan by the arm.

Zhao Mohan's physical strength was almost exhausted, his eyes began to darken, and he became dizzy intermittently.

Ye Chen hurriedly supported him and put him on the ground gently.

Zhao Mohan's mouth moved slightly, and he shouted: "Don't, don't let him escape. Catch him alive..."

Ye Chen nodded repeatedly and looked at the black shadow.

The black shadow was obviously more tenacious than they imagined, with such a severe abdominal injury, he was still trying to escape. The moment Ye Chen supported Zhao Mohan, he had already run more than ten meters away.

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and he touched the silver needle on his waist.

A silver needle is about to be shot.

However, the black shadow was tripped to the ground by someone, and then rolled together with another black shadow, the two entangled each other, dripping with blood, and a muffled sound burst out.

It was Lin Xue who blocked him.

Ye Chen raised his eyes in surprise and looked at the two of them.

Suddenly met Lin Xue's eyes, she stared at Ye Chen, only her mouth with a black hole was making mouth shapes.

"Avenge me—" Ye Chen stayed where he was, his palms were slightly cold.

Lin Xueben was on the verge of death, and his fighting power was comparable to that of the man in black. He was soon at a disadvantage, bounced on the ground twice, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Then it turned into a straight line.

Ye Chen's silver needle shot at the right time, nailing the black shadow.

Finally, catch him!
Heiying cried out in pain a few times, and rolled on the ground a few times, but finally couldn't stand up, and collapsed limply on the ground.

Ye Chen stepped forward quickly, picked up his collar two or three times, and walked back while carrying it.

Zhao Mohan's condition is very bad, time is urgent, he must be sent to the hospital.

Zhao Mohan had almost fainted, his complexion was as pale as paper, under the bluish-white moonlight, there was a slight brilliance, making it extremely miserable.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth in distress.

She held Hei Ying in her left hand and Zhao Mohan in her right hand.

Slowly, walk out of the mountain.

The mountains were extremely quiet, and there seemed to be the sound of thunderbolts from burning wood in the distance, and the sound of crows flying away and their wings fluttering, mixed with a few long wolf howls from time to time.

Ye Chen carried the two of them and walked step by step.

Behind her, she left a string of solid footprints.

One by one, they were pressed down heavily, like the marks of a hammer nailing the ground.

It was winter, and there was frost in the forest, covering the small nest with a light white layer. The forest was silent, surrounded by the dark night, the moon was dim and golden, and the sky turned red in the distance. The belly of the fish is dyed, and the deep purple sky looks very far away.

The air is cool.

Ye Chen walked alone.

Walk firmly.

The tongue of fire gradually shortened, and the scorching breath gradually dissipated.

At the edge of the forest, the shouts of Zhao Weiru and Lin Xin came with the wind.

The light of the long flashlights shone randomly, chaotically, and long-term, as if intertwined, shining on the crow-blue mountain smoke, golden molecules shone in the air, beautiful and transparent.

Ye Chen raised his head slightly.

Sweat beaded faintly on his forehead.

Is it finally here?reinforcement.

Everything in front of my eyes began to blur, and unbearable pain emerged from my abdominal cavity one after another, like a sweeping tide lapping against a silent shore.

A fiery red shadow rose from the hillside, dyeing the lavender sky behind.

"Xiao Chen'er—where are you?"

(End of this chapter)