Chapter 1800 Extra Story: Whose Boy (31)

Throwing the silent man in black off the wall, Tianqi immediately chased after him.

In addition to worry, the rest of the heart is all helpless.

At this moment, how could he care about revealing his identity in front of her eyes.

After catching up with the nearest group of men in black, Tian Qi's eyes were heavy, his fingertips danced in mid-air, and there seemed to be a faint golden light flashing past. Not long after that, a strange sound came from all directions.

Dark clouds suddenly covered the sky and the moon in midair.

When the dark clouds dispersed, the man in black wrapped in the dark clouds disappeared without a trace as if disappearing out of thin air.

And on the withered grass and vegetation on the ground, there was a thick layer of dust.

Further on, there are mountains and forests surrounding the other courtyard.

The trees in the forest are criss-crossed, and the yellow leaves have fallen, so that more faint moonlight can leak into the forest, but the staggered light and shadow are more suitable for hiding than outside.

Tian Qi held his breath, and quickly searched for the girl's location, but none of the men in black that he passed by was alive.

The black shadows shuttled back and forth, the arrows overlapped, and if there was a slight carelessness, it was unknown which side would lose their lives.

It took a long time to find the girl, Tianqi's eyes became more and more hostile, and the golden color across his eyes became more and more obvious.

A pair of watery eyes saw this scene completely, and the eyelashes were wet with water.

"Qi Qi, be careful!" A sharp arrow flew towards him, and Hong Dou jumped out, throwing the dagger in his hand.

The boy over there heard her voice, and the moment he saw her move, he leaned back suddenly, avoiding the arrow, but the arrow was knocked down by the dagger.

This kind of cooperation stems from the tacit understanding that was once cultivated.

Qi Qi landed on one knee, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently.

He didn't dare to think about the call just now, and he didn't dare to think about the cooperation that he didn't think about just now. He turned around and rushed towards the man in black who was hiding in the dark and shot a cold arrow.

When everything returned to calm, the two people in the forest looked at each other, silent for a long time.

The moonlight above the head was still dim, and it fell down unconsciously, covering everything in the forest that could be reflected in it.

The girl was wearing a moon gauze, raised her steps, and walked towards the boy step by step.

He unconsciously took a deep breath, clenched his hands hanging by his sides tightly, his veins twisted.

Looking at her eyes, they are dark and deep, and the light is surging.

Standing still in front of him, the girl pulled his clenched fist over and opened it, "When someone fights, you fight, why did you only hurt your hand?"

He took out the medicine bottle, sprinkled the hemostatic powder evenly on the wound on his fingertips, and pressed it with his fingers to apply it, "I didn't expect you to be better than I thought. If you are not here tonight, I may not be able to escape. I will be better in the future." Follow my sister, owe me a favor, and pay it back slowly."

His eyes flickered, and he tried to pretend to be calm, "You helped me once, and I saved your life, isn't that enough to pay off?"

As soon as the words fell to her fingertips, there was a burst of pain. She pinched him, and even pinched the wound specially, and the blood flowed out again.

"Pay it off? Don't you think it's too beautiful? The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring, so where is it? I saved you out of good intentions. Now you save me. You should pay it back. Don't confuse it."

"You are making too much sense."

"You owe me a favor, shut up!" She frowned, and he didn't dare to say anything, he really shut up.

Letting her bandage his wound, no one spoke in the bloody smell of the forest.

Now he is more than a head taller than her, condescending, and through the moonlight, he can clearly see the shadow cast by her long eyelashes under the eyelids.

Like a sleeping butterfly, quiet and quiet.

Just like her expression at this time, quiet and calm.

He didn't dare to ask, did she recognize him? Or pretend not to recognize?

I'm stuck... go to the shower, good night goblins.

PS. Refuse all unfriendly weapons such as bricks, blades, knives, juicers, etc.