Lin Yu opened his eyes wide and froze on the spot, looking at the white figure in front of him in surprise.
Although the light in the woods was a little dim, Lin Yu could still see that the face of this woman in white looked very much like a rose!
There was a buzz in his mind for a moment, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Isn't Rose staying well in the hospital in Beijing? How could she appear in this deep mountain forest?!
"He Jiarong, you owe me!"
The woman in white looked cold, shouted coldly, covered her injured chest, then opened her mouth, spit out several rays of cold light, and shot them towards Lin Yu.
Lin Yu turned aside and nimbly dodged the cold light coming from him, but the moment he stood up straight and looked forward, he found that the woman in white in front of him had disappeared!
"Rose!"
Lin Yu shouted urgently, and after a closer look, he found that the figure of the woman in white had floated a hundred meters away, and rushed forward quickly.
Lin Yu hurriedly kicked off his feet and quickly chased after the woman in white.
Although he was not sure whether the woman in white clothes was Rose, he had to catch up and ask clearly.
The woman in white was so fast that even Lin Yu took a while to catch up to her.
When the woman in white noticed that Lin Yu was catching up, she looked annoyed. She turned around and waved her hand, and several cold lights shot out of her sleeves and shot at Lin Yu.
Lin Yu quickly dodged and evaded, and his feet could not help but slow down a bit.
The woman in white took the opportunity to run away quickly, but Lin Yu was still chasing after her. While chasing, she said urgently, "Rose, is that you?!"
After seeing the face of the woman in white just now, Lin Yu came back to his senses. The woman's voice before speaking was also very similar to Rose's voice.
The woman in white didn't say a word, but continued to move forward quickly. Soon, the two of them rushed into the depths of the forest one after the other. Behind them, hundreds of people were slaughtered, and the sounds of fighting by Jiaomujiao and others could no longer be heard.
At this time, the woman in white who was more than ten meters ahead of Lin Yu suddenly stopped, turned around suddenly, looked at Lin Yu, and shouted sternly, "He Jiarong, you heartless person!"
Lin Yu was stunned by her sudden scolding, and his feet suddenly stopped.
At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the dark woods behind Lin Yu like lightning. Holding a black iron long sword in his hand, he stabbed Lin Yu hard in the back.
This figure jumped out very fast and almost made no sound.
Therefore, when the sword struck, Lin Yu was almost not alert at all. Even until the sword struck his back, he still seemed not to feel it. He stood on the spot, motionless.
The figure holding the sword looked overjoyed when he saw that he had succeeded with one blow, but his expression soon changed suddenly, because he suddenly discovered that although his sword pierced Lin Yu's back, it did not penetrate Lin Yu at all.
In the skin and flesh!
Instead, it was like being stabbed on a hard steel plate, unable to move forward at all!
"How is that possible?!"
He murmured in surprise, then shook his wrist, held the hilt of the sword tightly, and pushed it towards Lin Yu again with greater strength.
But just like before, the tip of the sword can no longer move forward!
"Have you finished stabbing?!"
At this time, Lin Yu, who was standing on the spot without moving, suddenly spoke slowly. There was no surprise in his voice. It was as calm as water and calm, as if he had expected that someone would stab him with a sword from behind.
"After the stabbing is done, it's my turn!"
Lin Yu's voice suddenly turned cold, and a cold light shot out from his eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, he twisted his body suddenly, and suddenly there was a cold blade in his hand, which instantly turned into a cold shadow and swept towards his back.
The figure behind was shocked, and quickly leaned back, kicked off the ground quickly, and swept backwards quickly.
Although he was extremely fast, Lin Yu still cut his sleeve with the knife. With a sneer, his clothes were cut open.
After he stood still and saw the cracks on his cuffs, his face couldn't help but change from blue to white, and then his eyes glowed with cold light, and he looked at Lin Yu coldly.
However, he wore a thick mask on his mouth, making it difficult to see his true face in the dark.
Lin Yu looked at him with a smile and said lightly, "Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao, we finally meet again!"
"What did you say?! What Ling Xiao?!"
The figure opposite stared at Lin Yu and asked coldly, his voice low and hoarse, "Is Ling Xiao also the one who wants to kill you? You little bastard, are you so hated by people? There are so many enemies?!"
"Although I have many enemies, at least I am upright and don't hide, which is better than some street rats who are too shy to see people!"
Lin Yu looked at the figure opposite with a smile and said slowly, "Besides, it's okay to be a mouse. What's even worse is to be a mouse who doesn't even dare to admit his identity. Why, don't you think so too?"
The name 'Ling Xiao' is worthy of death, reviled by thousands of people, trampled on by thousands of people, and infamy for thousands of years, so you dare not admit it?!"