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Chapter Eighteen

Xie Junhe was shaking with anger, but he couldn't care less about the deal between these killers. He jumped out of the window and walked over the eaves, reaching the entrance of the alley in a few steps.

"Brother Junhe!" Xuehai smiled with tears in her eyes, even though her voice was still panicking a moment ago. She wanted to run over, but an arm tightly held her shoulder. There was also a cold hand.

The dagger was pressed against Jade's neck. The face holding the dagger made people angry. "It's you again?!"

"I'm just curious as to why this girl and Su Su caused the hard-hearted Xie Jun and Fang Cun to get into chaos." The lame man grinned slightly and tightened the dagger in his hand.

Xie Junhe's broken sword shone with a dazzling cold light in the sun: "If you don't come here to die, it's best to let that girl go."

The lame man was indifferent: "You will regret saying this."

Xuehai struggled desperately: "There is danger behind you!" As soon as she finished speaking, the handle of the knife hit her forehead hard. Xie Junhe watched helplessly as she fell weakly in the lame man's arms. He wished he could be beaten to death.

Own.

He didn't look back because it was too late. Behind him, he could feel a copper mask reflecting a strange brilliance in the sunlight. There was also a sword, just like what he had done with Shen Yanfei just now, pressing against his back, making no sound.

But it is enough to cause death. The breath from more than ten years ago has not changed at all.

The sword was sheathed. "Mo Yang." Xie Junhe said calmly.

"We meet again." The voice on the other side was hoarse and low.

Xie Junhe realized that he should have thought that with the lame man's ability, he would not be able to catch Chu Xuehai. He should not have carelessly left Chu Xuehai alone on the street. But his original intention was just to avoid Xuehai

Involved in the shadow of swords and swords, I never expected that once the world becomes connected, we can no longer be separated from each other.

"Mo Yang, don't touch that girl."

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me. Let her brother negotiate with me."

"It's the Changhe Song again..." Xie Junhe sneered.

"Yes, the boss wants the solution to Changhe Yinqu. He is going to war, but I think this is the fastest deal."

"Do you think I can let you take her away?" Xie Junhe's left hand was still on the hilt of his sword.

"You want to bet?" Mo Yang has seen through his thoughts, "Yes, you are always betting, risking your life on who can draw the sword faster. You have won for more than ten years, but today you must lose -

If you gamble with your own life, you won't have any worries, so you can fight to the death. But if you gamble with Chu Xuehai's life, if you don't keep your mind focused, you will definitely lose."

Mo Yang knows Xie Junhe's sword skills very well.

Unable to take action.

While hesitating, he received a heavy blow on his back. It felt like there was fire in his chest. His feet suddenly softened and he fell to his knees. This was the first time that he had encountered such a ridiculous thing. He held a sword in his hand, but he was willing to be beaten.

But Mo Yang behind him suddenly froze. The cripple's face looked as ugly as if he had seen a ghost.

"Brother Mo, it is unethical to bully a girl." Xie Junhe turned around, only to see Shen Yanfei alone, with the spear in his hand holding Mo Yang's wrist. None of the killers who followed him had disappeared at this moment.

The edge of the sword in Mo Yang's hand was only three inches away from Xie Junhe, but he couldn't get any closer.

"Shen Yanfei, what do you mean?" Mo Yang was furious.

"I want a favor from you."

Mo Yang seemed to hesitate for a moment: "Although you have helped me a lot. But on this matter, I..."

Shen Yanfei ignored it at all: "Leave Chu Xuehai to me and leave this bastard to you."

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