After having dinner with Liu Huimin, Wu Chen drove to the village together.

Although Wu Chengang just drank a little wine, he took the initiative to use his spiritual power to solve the problem in order not to delay his driving. As for Liu Huimin, because she drank too much wine, her face turned red and moving.

Wu Chen had said that he wanted to repair the road back to the village, but so far, because of too many things, he has been left behind. And the drawback of not building a road is reflected here - the road is bumpy and disturbing.

Up to now, he can only be glad that his car is a jeep. If those luxury sports cars were replaced with lower chassis, they would be damaged on this road.

Because there are no street lights on the road at all, and few vehicles will come here during this period of time, Wu Chen relatively raised the speed.

But at this time, his car light on a man in white, this man is standing in the middle of the single road. What's more terrible is that the man is better dressed in white than snow, and his white hair flutters with the wind. In this dark situation, it's like a ghost.

In an emergency, Wu Chen quickly stepped on the brake. Jeep "creak", almost throw out!

"Wu Chen! What happened? How can there be a person standing in the middle of the road? Is it a person or a ghost

Wu Chen's eyes were slightly fixed, and he watched the man closely. At that moment, the man was like a sharp sword, and his momentum seemed to run straight into the sky!

Wu Chen felt the murderous spirit that he had not experienced for a long time from this man, which was definitely the breath of blood on his hands.

"We're not going back. We're going back."

Wu Chen looked at the man, jerked into reverse gear, backed up quickly, and wanted to turn and run back from this road. However, to his surprise, a scene appeared——

The man suddenly disappeared in their sight. When he appeared again, he was standing behind their car.

"What's the matter? Is this guy a ghost? Wu Chen, do something quickly. We can't continue. "

Liu Huimin is also aware of what, panic looking at Wu Chen, completely do not know what to do.

"Huimin! Run

Wu Chen seems to suddenly see something that makes him feel frightened. He pushes the door open and pulls Liu Huimin out of the car. He rolls on the ground for several times and lies on the road.

The next moment, Wu Chen heard a loud noise. When they looked up, they clearly saw that the jeep had been split into two parts from the middle!

What's more, the incision is very smooth and even, which makes people shudder after seeing it.

"Huimin, you go first, I'll do everything here!"

Wu Chen stood up and felt the fighting spirit from this man, which was obviously aimed at himself! If Liu Huimin is allowed to stay here, I'm afraid she will also be affected. More importantly, he has no bottom at all. Can he beat this man!

If he had read it correctly just now, that sword is absolutely a manifestation of the sword's spirit, and a manifestation of perfect skill. Wu Chen was sure that he could not take the sword alone.

"No, I won't go!" Liu Huimin grabs Wu Chen's shoulder and shouts: "even if I die here with you today, I will never leave!"

Wu Chen gently rubbed Liu Huimin's hair and said with a smile: "listen, you go back to have a rest first, and you have to take care of the medicine field for me. If you don't go back, my medicine field will be finished

With that, he gently pushed away Liu Huimin and whispered, "I'll hold him down. You run to the village along the road. Don't let the villagers go out. Remember?"

After Liu Huimin thought about Wu Chen's words carefully, she also recognized the reality - if she was really here, I'm afraid she would not be able to help Wu Chen. If she didn't say it, she would become his oil bottle.

If you can find someone to help Wu Chen, you can certainly save Wu Chen from this dangerous situation.

"Wait for me."

Liu Huimin said to Wu Chen in a low voice and quickly turned to the direction of the village. The man in white didn't seem to be so interested in Liu Huimin, so he let her go, and didn't move in the whole process.

"Well, there's no one in the way now."

The man in white raised his sword slightly and wiped it gently with his slender fingers. His eyes showed his attachment to the sword, which made Wu Chen feel "clattering" in his heart.

He knew very well that he could only have such a look because he had a deep feeling for Changjian! In other words, people like him may have already combined his spirit and sword into one, and reached the supreme realm of sword heart.

"Be careful, Wu Chen."

All of a sudden, the soul of the blood drinking sword, who had been silent, suddenly made a sound. It seemed that he felt something, and his voice became more restrained: "this man is definitely not so simple. I feel that the sword spirit in his hand is far above me, and can even kill me directly!"

After listening to his words, Wu Chen became thoroughly serious. Naturally, he knew the strength of his sword soul. After devouring the power of Diana and other imperialists, he had grown to a rather terrible situation.

Now, this man's sword spirit is even more powerful than him. How can it make people not panic? That is to say... The strength of this man must be far beyond himself, and he can even kill himself directly.

"It's interesting." The man looked at Wu Chen's blood drinking knife, and a cold sharp smile suddenly appeared on his face: "look at what you mean, your knife is smart, and its level is not low. Then I'm really here today. "

Wu Chen frowned a little and stared at the man in front of him with a sneer: "you and I have never met each other, and the water in the well does not cross the river. Why do you want to attack me so reluctantly? It's a bit of a stretch. "

"Don't get me wrong, I just smell danxiang. I have a good nose. "

The man in white took the initiative to step forward. It was at this step that Wu Chen felt that the world seemed to collapse. The vigorous force squeezed him, as if to lock him firmly.

Until now, Wu Chen realized what this man wanted... He clearly wanted the pills in his hand, or the one who could refine them!