Sharp claws sliced through the sunlight, and the white-haired weirdo pounced fiercely at Lian Youyou, his body shape and gestures all like a wolf.
Lian Youyou raised the corner of her mouth and stood with her hands behind her back, not retreating a single step or giving way an inch. The wind blew the petals across her calm face, and her eyes were as sharp as the morning light that broke through the night.
Seeing this, He Shiqi hurried to protect his master. At this moment, a black figure suddenly passed in front of He Shiqi. When the white-haired weirdo pounced on him, he swung up his clothes, raised his long legs, and kicked directly at him.
"Bang!" The white-haired weirdo couldn't avoid it and was kicked out. He fell into the flower field and disappeared.
"Swish!" Lin Tingjun held the blood-stained sword across Lian Youyou's body, his eyes alert as he slowly swept across the mountain of flowers in front of him that were taller than his knees.
"Don't draw your sword." Lian Youyou said solemnly behind Lin Tingjun, "Catch him alive."
Lin Tingjun glanced sideways. When did it become the turn of Lian Youyou to point fingers at Lin Tingjun? Just as he glanced sideways, the white-haired weirdo jumped out from the flowers beside him and rushed towards him at high speed. Lin Tingjun did not look back, but swung his clothes again and kicked out again.
"Bang!" The white-haired weirdo was kicked again by Lin Tingjun's fast body. His head full of white hair flew in the air, covering his face, and his body flew in the air like a white wolf that was knocked away.
This time, Lin Tingjun did not wait for the white-haired weirdo to fall, but turned around directly, stepped on the petals and flew into the air, his body was as fast as lightning, he lifted up the black hem again, stretched out his legs, and kicked the white-haired weirdo down from the air with two "bangs". His figure was as neat as an eagle, and his movements were as crisp and neat as a leopard.
"Bang!" The white-haired weirdo fell into the flowers again and stepped on the branches. "Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, dyeing the snow-white hair on his face and the flowers and leaves under him red.
If an ordinary person was hit by Lin Tingjun's four legs, he would probably be seriously injured. But this white-haired weirdo still tried to support his body, and fell to the ground with his limbs like a wolf, his body slightly bent on the ground, and the white eyes between his white hair stared fiercely at Lin Tingjun who fell from the air, like a white wolf staring at its prey, waiting for the opportunity.
Yuchi Feng and the others stood at a distance and watched. Yuchi Feng was very surprised at the white-haired weirdo's fast figure and wolf-like movements.
"Ah--" Suddenly, the white-haired weirdo howled like a wolf, kicked the ground with both feet, and pounced on Lin Tingjun the moment he landed. Lin Tingjun immediately grasped the blood sword tightly, and used the scabbard to pull the white-haired weirdo who was rushing towards him! This pull was like a black dragon swinging its tail. With a "snap!" sound, the white-haired weirdo was pulled and rolled three times in the air before landing again.
Lin Tingjun then jumped up, landed, and stomped hard on the chest of the white-haired weirdo.
Lian stood in the distance with a smile on her lips. This lazy man was quick, accurate and ruthless, without any hesitation or affection. He was silent, but there was a vicious dragon hidden in his heart. He was absolutely ruthless to his prey and did not give the other party any chance to counterattack.
"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out from the white-haired monster's mouth again, slowly sliding down his cheek. The white hair on his face was already stained with blood.
"Who?!" Lin Tingjun held the scabbard in his hand and pressed hard on the white-haired weirdo's throat, his stern face becoming even cooler.
The white-haired monster continued to struggle under Lin Tingjun's feet, and a low roar of dissatisfaction came from his blood-stained tooth sockets, "Yeah! Yeah!"
Yuchi Feng immediately led his men forward with swords in hand, but was stopped by Lian Youyou again: "Wait, there's another one."
"There's more?!" Guo De exclaimed and looked at Yuchi Feng.
Yuchi Feng gripped the knife handle tightly, his thick brows furrowed.
Guo Gang whispered again: "Is this Lian Youyou pretending to be crazy and fooling us?"
Guo De looked at him and shook his head.
"Rustle..." At this moment, the sound of light footsteps came from the front, the wind swayed the branches, and where the petals flew, a snow-white figure was revealed.
Yuchi Feng and others held their sword handles and became alert.
"Shasha..." She limped over, and her white figure gradually emerged from the flowers. Her snow-white hair fluttered in the wind, and her long snow-white wolf tail hung behind her like a beauty's long hair. She took two steps, stopped in the sea of flowers, and looked at Lian Youyou and others from afar.
"White Wolf!" everyone exclaimed.
Although Yuchi Feng and his companions often went hunting, they had never seen a wolf with such a snow-white body!
Seeing the white wolf coming, the white-haired weirdo immediately struggled hard. Lin Tingjun stepped hard on his chest, and he groaned in pain: "Ah!"
The white wolf stood up immediately, baring his teeth and glaring at Lin Tingjun fiercely.
Lin Tingjun narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, without any mercy for anything. He raised the blood sword, grasped the hilt, and prepared to draw the sword.
Suddenly, a white figure ran past him and turned around to block the white wolf. It was He Shiqi! He Shiqi spread his hands and stared at Lin Tingjun stubbornly: "Don't hurt her!"
Lin Tingjun narrowed his eyes and glanced coldly at He Shiqi. The bloody sword in his hand, which had not yet been unsheathed, was pointed directly at He Shiqi. He said in a low voice: "Get out of the way!" No one can stand in front of him, Lin Tingjun!
He Shiqi was not afraid at all. He continued to protect the white wolf behind him and confronted Lin Tingjun. Today, he would never let anyone hurt the white wolf behind him.
A mountain breeze suddenly blew up, rolling up the flower petals all over the sky, lifting up the black and white robes of Lin Tingjun and He Shiqi, and blowing their black hair in the same direction.
One is cold and ruthless, the other is kind and righteous, one is black and the other is white, clearly distinguished. The flower field turns into a chessboard, black and white confront each other, yin and yang complement and counteract each other.
In this murderous atmosphere, a gray-blue skirt was seen passing through the petals leisurely, and Lian Youyou was already standing between the two of them. She turned to look at Lin Tingjun first, and Lin Tingjun looked at her coldly.
All of a sudden, she actually squeezed her eyes at him, as if flirting, but without any seductiveness, instead, more playfulness and agility, and there was a bit of trust in her eyes, as if saying: Please believe me.
Lin Tingjun stood there in a daze. While he was stunned, Lian Youyou had already stretched out her hand, and her slender fingers gently touched the tip of Lin Tingjun's sword, pressing it down gently.
Lin Tingjun slowly came back to his senses and looked at the sword that he had put down. He actually put down the sword.
Lian Youyou turned to look at He Shiqi again and couldn't help but smile. This fool is actually kind. I saw him get along well with dogs before, and this shows that he also has a spiritual connection with wolves.
"Master! She's so pretty, don't hurt her!" He Shiqi said with a puffed face. He remembered Lian Youyou said that she couldn't bear to kill a pretty girl.
I'm afraid the only one who believes Lian Youyou's nonsense is the fool He Shiqi.
Lian smiled leisurely and tilted her head to look at the white wolf behind He Shiqi. One of her legs was wrapped in some rags and it was obvious that she was injured, so she walked with a limp.
When the white wolf saw Lian Youyou, he immediately lowered his eyes, stretched out his front legs, and prostrated himself on the ground, as if he was respectfully bowing to Lian Youyou.
Yuchi Feng, who saw all this from a distance, was surprised. (To be continued)