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Although I'm used to it...

"Whoosh~"

As the wind blew, an inexplicable coolness appeared on Jin Muyin's back.

Uh... so cold.

Jin Muyin's body trembled, and his hands unconsciously hugged his chest.

"You go first, I have something to leave first."

Ling Xiaocheng put down her feet, stood up, and at the same time appeared the silver blade of Tang Dao in her hand.

"Hey! My ankle is still sprained. You are too...unconscionable to leave like this." Jin Muyin stood up directly holding the guide stick, and snorted.

Although she felt that Ling Xiaocheng must have some unknown purpose to approach her, but she instinctively felt that he should not be a bad person.

After all, if he really wanted to do something bad, he would have countless opportunities to do it, but he didn't.

"Can't you walk now? Just go back by yourself, and I will come to you later."

Ling Xiaocheng walked past Jin Muyin and whispered in her ear.

Blue and white water flows from the silver blade, which is extremely dazzling in the night.

"What's wrong? I sprained my ankle, how can I, can, stand up..."

Jin Muyin spat out the last few words slowly, and now she realized that her feet were much better than before except for a little pain.

"Let's go, it's getting late, don't you have to go to work? If you don't go to work, you will be late." Ling Xiaocheng said lightly.

Jin Muyin can't see the time on the phone, so she usually uses her phone to set an alarm clock, which rings every time, to remind herself what time it is and what to do.

"Jingle bell, jingle bell...!"

The ringtone also suddenly rang at this time, Jin Muyin quickly took out the phone, swiped his hand, and turned off the ringtone.

This is the alarm clock at eight o'clock, which means that there is only one hour left before work starts.

It's over, it's over.

Another dozen dollars would be wasted. If it was normal, she would choose to follow the navigation to the bar, because it would save money.

But now time is a little urgent, she has no choice but to take a taxi.

Jin Muyin quickly called a car, and the car came very fast. A black car drove out from the corner, and she opened the door and got in.

The car drove away with a whoosh, leaving only smoke and dust behind.

"Roar!!"

Wraiths can't actually make a sound, when Ling Xiaocheng can feel that it is very angry from the movement of its mouth open.

However, the resentful spirits did not catch up directly, but rushed towards Ling Xiaocheng.

"It's really strange. Instead of chasing Jin Muyin, they came to attack me. What a group of spirits with emotions."

On Ling Xiaocheng's side, a wraith flew directly beside him, with the silver blade in his hand cutting, the black wraith was instantly cut in half!

That night, Ling Xiaocheng didn't have time to sleep, because there were constant resentful spirits coming out of the black door.

It "harassed" him for a whole night, but fortunately, he kept very little sleep, and basically developed the habit of light sleep.

So staying up all night has no effect on him.

But he was very strange and didn't understand why they didn't attack Jin Muyin who was sleeping in the house, but only attacked himself.

Isn't she the target?

I'm the?

And that night, he also understood that ordinary physical attacks cannot attack wraiths, and only with spells, that is, skills, can attack wraiths.

but...

"You really look like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death. It's really troublesome."

The resentful spirit that was cut in half by Ling Xiaocheng once again merged into one in the air, without any trace of injury, and rushed towards Ling Xiaocheng again.

The silver light flashed continuously, and the knife slashed quickly, and the dazzling light of the knife danced under the moonlight.

Countless wraiths were cut in half like a fruit ninja under his sharp knife, and some were even cut into several halves.

It's just that, as wraiths, they didn't shed a drop of blood, just like the air, constantly separating and reuniting.

Sure enough, the person with the immortal body is the least afraid of death, the most fearless...

But there were still a few resentful spirits that directly penetrated his body, and negative emotions flooded into his mind again.

The movements of Ling Xiaocheng's hands were a little slower for a few tenths of a second. He knew that it would be a waste of time to go on like this. He ran around that night, and he didn't return to Jin Muyin's room to rest until dawn.

"Forget it, I won't play with you guys anymore, bye."

After Ling Xiaocheng swung a few knives, he jumped back a few steps. Jin Muyin should have left a long distance, and it was not clear if there would be other wraiths attacking her, so he had to go there.

The silver blade was taken back into the system space by him, and Ling Xiaocheng immediately ran to the back. Of course, the resentful spirit would not let him go, and came with the howling wind and waves.

"Hey! What are you doing, this is my car, car..."

As soon as the Sharingan turned around, a man passed out. Ling Xiaocheng took out the key from his trouser pocket and started the car directly.

"Boom!"

The engine made a berserk sound, and Ling Xiaocheng stepped on the accelerator, like a car god descending, with a beautiful tail flick and a catapult start, he ran hundreds of meters away in an instant.

The grieving spirits with a confused face and exhaust gas were left behind. They roared (although they didn't make a sound...), the black mist was obviously a little thicker, and they quickly drifted towards the direction Ling Xiaocheng left.

"Drip, drip, drip!"

If you want the car to run fast, you need to minimize obstacles ahead, so Ling Xiaocheng kept honking the horn (safe driving, this kind of behavior is not advocated...).

The speed of the car soared so fast that the people around could only see a black shadow flashing past, and even the rear taillights flashing past.

"This, what the hell is this!? Speeding in the city, don't die!?"

Some people showed amazed expressions, that's what they said, but most men have a dream of drag racing in their hearts, but in reality, the price is too high, and no one dares to try it.

Now I see someone who dares to drive a car.