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Chapter 154 Let go, don't touch me!(1/2)

Chen Xin looked at him and didn't say anything. He knew he had something to say.

"However, Zhuqing must not die because of any factors related to me, this is the bottom line."

The blade looked at Chen Xin lightly, his tone was very firm.

Chen Xin snorted lightly.

The soul pressure continued to rise, and the murderous intent enveloped the blade, Zhu Zhuqing, and even the little sparrow.

His sharp eyes stared at the blade coldly.

The blade looked at him calmly, ignoring Zhu Zhuqing, who had kneeled down to the ground due to unbearable pressure behind him.

And coachman Lao Chen has fallen into a coma.

He was just an ordinary person. If Chen Xin hadn't deliberately stopped him, he would have become a corpse at this moment. As for the complete incompleteness, he would have said it.

Chen Xin nodded slightly: This kid is a little courageous and responsible.

With a cold snorkeling, the murderous intent almost turned into substance to cover the blade and swallow it.

How can you do anything to the blade with just such murderous intent?

The horses pulling the cart had already lie on the ground and shivered. Not to mention them, even the trees and flowers on both sides of the road were trembling violently under this terrifying murderous intent.

Just let Chen Xin condense his murderous intent and gather pressure, the blade will remain unmoved.

Chen Xin's face was solemn.

He is worthy of being the one who is optimistic about Rongrong and Xiaoning.

The mere level 42 Soul Sect can resist the level 60 murderous intent and pressure!

It's really surprising.

...

"If you dare to lose Rongrong, I will take your life." Chen Xin received murderous intent and pressure.

His meaning is very obvious. The only thing that can be Ning Rongrong is to choose one of the two.

Blade Feng’s heart: I’m gonna be!

"Please rest assured."

Before the blade could continue, a white blade emitting this sharp cold light was summoned by Chen Xin.

The sharp blade hangs in front of the body of the dust.

Chen Xin carried his hands on his back and gently tapped his feet, and his ethereal and free figure slowly fell on the blade.

He looked down at the sword coldly: "You should do it yourself."

Chen Xin took the sword into the sky, turned into flowing light and disappeared into the sky.

The misty figure in white clothes who was passing away with a graceful sword, is afraid that it is the legendary sword immortal.

Blade's gaze has not been withdrawn for a long time. When he was sure that the aura locked on him disappeared, he sighed to the sky forty-five degrees and said with emotion:

What a simple old man!

He has his own reasons to drag him. ̄)

But I'm not doing anything to choose one of two!

He curled his lips: Choose one of two? Naive!

...

Chen Xin did not leave too far. At this time, he was floating in the void with his sword, and the bitter wind in the sky caressed his white robe and hair.

Very free and easy.

But at this moment, his smooth forehead wrinkled deeply.

“Well.”

He murmured.

Of course he didn't know that Blade was saying bad things about him.

He just left freely and with a very sensible style, and is really a role model for us.

But he forgot that he had another purpose in finding Blade in addition to checking Ning Rongrong.

He lacks a disciple...

A personal disciple who can truly inherit his sword skills!

It is amazing to hear that this kid can fight the Soul King with just one sword technique.

What's even more amazing is the sword injury on his good friend Gu Rong.

At that time, it was still in the thirty level!!

Such a talented person is quite good for his appetite, and he is the future husband of that girl Rongrong.

He also has a bit of style when he was young, which is particularly rare.

The calmness and calmness of Mount Tai collapsed before his face was nine points inferior to him back then...

It's sloppy!

Chen Xin covered her forehead helplessly and sighed.

Just when I think of the free and easy way of leaving, I can’t turn back no matter what I say!

Otherwise, the image of an expert will collapse!!

Can't look back!

The sword moves with the thoughts, and the person follows the sword.

Chen Xin and his martial soul quickly moved away towards Tiandou City.

...

"Zhu Qing, what's wrong?"

The blade wanted to support Zhu Zhuqing who was lying on the ground and stood up, but Zhu Zhuqing pushed it away with force.

Zhu Zhuqing hugged the sleeping little guy and turned his head to look at the blade.

The blade heard the sob.

Isn't Stupid taking what he said just now seriously?

The conscience of heaven and earth! Those are all unintentional words that were said to coax the old man of Rongrong’s family away!

"Zhuqing, listen to my explanation..."

The blade's hand gently pressed on Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder.

But it was photographed by Zhu Zhuqing.

The blade is silent, and the kitten is always very gentle.

"Zhuqing, listen to me first..."

Zhu Zhuqing looked up at the blade, with red eyes and tears. She was originally a cool beauty, but now she was heartbreaking.

"You don't have to explain to me! Let me die! Then go find your Ning Rongrong!"

After saying that, she seemed to have lost all her strength and only covered her face and cried bitterly.

The little guy was gently placed on the ground by her.

How could Blade miss such small details?

Kittens are also rational.

He went over and hugged her gently.

"Let go, don't touch me!" Zhu Zhuqing wanted to break free from him.

But he was pulled into his arms by the blade.

The blade leaned against the carriage, and Zhu Zhuqing was hugged tightly by him.

She beat his chest, but this time she didn't hold back.

Blade let her vent her dissatisfaction.

When she was tired and snuggled in his arms, she cried and said, "Are you really ready to not want me?"

He held her, stroked her hands, and said softly:

"Silly little cat, those words were just to coax the old man away just now. How could I not want you?"

The soft voice has magical power that can soothe people's hearts.

His voice was like a gurgling stream lying into Zhu Zhuqing's broken heart...

Well, the blade used a little bit of mental power.
To be continued...
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