After a period of buffering, the middle-aged woman calmed down a little. She kept glancing at Lin Chong with the outskirts of her eyes, thinking about how confident she was to escape from Lin Chong.

Lin Chong seemed to have no idea about the middle-aged woman and still moved forward without any speed.

The middle-aged woman deliberately slowed down and slowly landed behind Lin Chong. A fierce light suddenly flashed in her eyes. Her hands hanging beside her raised like lightning, and she threw out a large steel needle as thin as cow hair at Lin Chong!

"Shit and shit!"

In an instant, the sound of breaking through the air was loud.

There are at least dozens of steel needles, each of which is several inches long and is specially mattely treated. The surface is pitch black and does not have any light, and it is difficult to capture by the retina even during the day.

At this time, under the secret infusion of the middle-aged woman, the steel needle was flying at a speed comparable to that of a bullet, covering Lin Chong's entire upper body.

After throwing out the steel needle, the middle-aged woman had no intention of paying attention to the outcome of the battle. She kicked her feet hard, like a frightened bird, flying in the opposite direction!

However, she had not run far away and suddenly felt a pain in her neck. She seemed to hear some strange sound in her ears. Then she turned black in front of her eyes and lost all her consciousness in an instant.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged woman's body fell from the sky and fell heavily on the ground. After rolling for several rounds, she stopped moving.

Lin Chong's figure quietly emerged from behind the middle-aged woman.

"Solved another one."

His expression was calm, and his body shook, and he disappeared into a shadow: "The last one left, let's find it and solve it together."

On the other side.

Located in an alley not far from Qingzhou First People's Hospital, Zihu confronted the young man who was following her from afar, and the battle was about to reach.

The young man reached into his arms and took out a white mask and put it on his face.

The mask is completely pure white, without any decoration or pattern, only an exaggerated curve cracked from the corner of the mouth, which seems to be laughing but not laughing, and seems to be crying but not crying.

"Zihu, go back with me, and I promise you that you can receive fair treatment."

After putting on the mask, the young man seemed to have changed his temperament, his eyes shining brightly, and his whole body emitted a cold and huge momentum: "Otherwise, I will only kill you without talking about the sympathy of his classmates."

"Friendship with each other?"

Zihu seemed to have heard a huge joke: "From the great time, the Hundred Ghosts have encouraged us to kill each other. How can we have any sympathy between us?"

"I actually don't agree with the one in the door, but this is not the reason why you betray the Hundred Ghosts."

The young man hugged his arms and said slowly: "Your abilities are all taught by the Hundred Ghost Sect. The equipment and weapons you use are also given by the Hundred Ghost Sect. Since you became a land ghost, the Hundred Ghost Sect has not treated you badly, right?"

"This is because I can survive and step on my companions' bodies." Zihu's eyes were cold and there was no warmth. "Everything I have was earned by my own hands and had nothing to do with the Hundred Ghosts."

"Since you are like this, there is nothing to talk about." The young man sighed and grabbed the messy head. His eyes suddenly appeared behind the mask, "Go to make a move, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Without making any comments, Zihu had no intention of continuing to speak. He reached his hand to his waist and pulled out a soft sword several feet long from there.

The sword body was as thin as a cicada's wing. Just shaking it casually, it suddenly became straight and sharp. The sharp aura dissipated, and it looked extremely sharp.

Holding the sword in hand, the purple fox did not attack immediately, but approached the young man cautiously.

Her delicate body was tense, like a strong female leopard, ready to take a fatal blow at all times.

Compared to the purple fox's approaching a great enemy, the young man seemed calm and calm. His arms were still wrapped around his chest, standing still, and even stretched out a finger to hook the purple fox.

Faced with the young man's contemptuous actions, the purple fox's heart was like snow and ice, without anger or anger.

Because Zihu understood that this young man was definitely the second difficult opponent she had ever encountered. As for the first difficult opponent, who else could be besides Lin Chong?

Seeing that Zihu refused to take action, the young man finally became a little impatient. He touched his chest with his fists, and made a sound of steel attack: "Zihu, don't think about delaying time, no one can save you today!"

"Yeah?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint voice suddenly came from above his head.

"who?"

The young man was suddenly shocked, his pupils shrank into a needle tip, he suddenly looked up at the sky, and raised his hand to block his chest, posing in a defensive posture.

A figure fell from the sky and steadily landed in front of the young man, blocking between him and the purple fox.

When the young man saw this person's appearance clearly, his heart suddenly sank and he had a bad premonition.

The opposite of the young man's reaction, Zihu subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. She had already planned to fight her best, but fortunately Lin Chong finally arrived in time.

Lin Chong asked without looking back: "Are you okay?"

Zihu snorted coldly, as if blaming Lin Chong for not coming earlier: "I'm fine, you owe me a huge favor this time!"

"That's true, so after I deal with those people, I will come over to save you immediately." Lin Chong raised his eyes and looked at the young man standing several meters away, "Who is this person?"

"Please allow me to introduce myself."

Without waiting for Zihu to speak, the young man took the initiative to speak: "I am Youquan, I am a senior brother of Zihu and a twelve-land ghost in Baigui's Sect. You should be Mr. Lin Chong, right?"

Zihu sneered behind Lin Chong: "When you see the wind, you ask questions knowingly."

Youquan was extremely thick-skinned and didn't care about Zihu's mockery. He stared at Lin Chong tightly, but his body slowly retreated.

From Lin Chong, he smelled a strong smell of blood. As the elite killer of the Hundred Ghost Sect who was killing people, Youquan understood what that meant.

"No wonder I can't contact Silver Claw and the others. It seems that I was indeed killed by this person."

With this in mind, Youquan was even more alert to Lin Chong.

Although he is not weak, he is still worse than Silver Claw. Since even Silver Claw is not Lin Chong's opponent, then he has almost no chance of winning against Lin Chong alone.

Lin Chong stood there, quietly looking at Youquan, his face was not fluctuating, making it impossible to know his true thoughts.

The more this happens, the greater the pressure in Youquan's heart.

"Your Excellency, my goal is just Zihu. The tasks of others have nothing to do with me." Youquan said cautiously, "Since you want to protect Zihu, then just pretend that I have never been here, the green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever, I will say goodbye!"

After that, Youquan turned around without hesitation and ran, driving at full speed, faster than a galloping car, and disappeared without a trace in a few breaths.
Chapter completed!