The murderous aura emanating from Chu Tian became more and more intense.
The Chu Tian in front of him finally made Chen Qingyun remember how to write the word "fear" which he had learned decades ago.
At this moment, Chu Tian's eyes were like those of a ferocious beast, staring at him so hard that he dared not make a sound.
"Why..."
Chu Tian asked in a low voice: "Why do you keep irritating me again and again? I really don't want to do anything to you, you know?"
"Why do you have to force me!" Chu Tian roared like an angry lion, his body trembled, and he was obviously extremely angry.
Seeing Chen Qingyun's face full of fear, Chu Tian's anger subsided a little.
Of course, he couldn't really do anything to Chen Qingyun.
In fact, he is too arrogant. If he is not scared, he will really think he is a soft persimmon.
Chu Tian suppressed his murderous aura: "So, next time, don't do this to me..."
"Um?"
Before Chu Tian could finish his words, he, with his keen senses, felt a strong murderous aura coming from behind him.
That murderous intent was not like his bluffing, but rather pure murderous intent.
call out...
Several silver needles cut through the air and were rapidly attacking Chu Tian's back.
Chu Tian was startled and quickly turned around to block the flying silver needle with his arms.
Amidst the crackling sounds, several broken silver needles fell to the ground, making crisp sounds.
"Hmph, a mere trifle." Chu Tian raised the corner of his mouth, his tone full of disdain.
But the next second, the door was pushed open and a figure as fast as lightning flashed in.
The figure held a green-handled sword in his hand and stabbed at him at an extremely fast speed.
The sword has not yet arrived, but the sharp cold light is already before your eyes.
Chu Tian narrowed his eyes and his body retreated instantly.
Chu Tian, who was about to fight back, suddenly froze.
The face of the woman before him filled him with delight.
"Xintong, why is it you?"
Looking at Chen Xintong's face, which was still beautiful but had lost a lot of its youthfulness, Chu Tian felt extremely excited.
But Chen Xintong didn't want to say hello to him and continued to stab Chu Tian with the sword.
Her swordsmanship was so exquisite that Chu Tian was amazed. If he didn't know the woman in front of him, he would have thought that the person drawing the sword in front of him was an expert who had practiced swordsmanship for decades.
"Xintong, if you have anything to say, please talk to me. What are you doing?"
Chu Tian dodged Chen Xintong's attack with a wry smile, and had no intention of fighting back.
But he found that Chen Xintong's sword was drawing faster and faster. If he didn't fight back, he would probably be hit by her.
"My dear daughter, kill him!"
Seeing the savior coming, Chen Qingyun immediately got angry.
He quickly took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and shouted:
"Stand up, my dear daughter. Daddy will get someone to help you. How dare this bastard come here to cause trouble..."
Faced with Chen Xintong's fierce attack, Chu Tian finally couldn't help but take action.
He held Chen Xintong's soft and slender wrist with one hand and used two fingers of his other hand to hold the sword that was stabbing at her.
"Hmph, stop making trouble, Xintong."
Although Chen Xintong's swordsmanship is superb, Chu Tian didn't care too much about it.
He is no longer the same person he was before, and there are probably few people in the entire Yan Country who can confront him head-on.
Strangely, Chen Xintong did not show any fluctuation on her face because she was controlled by him, and her face was still as cold as frost.
"Something's wrong. This is the psychedelic barrier of Piaomiao Valley!"
Only then did Chu Tian understand why Chen Xintong was controlled and had no expression on her face.
Because she used Piaomiao Valley's signature technique, the psychedelic barrier.
The thing in front of me is not the real Chen Xintong, so where is the real Chen Xintong?
Just as Chu Tian was looking around for Chen Xintong's real body, a cold light flashed behind him.
This time, even Chu Tian couldn't avoid Chen Xintong's attack.
She stabbed Chu Tian in the left side of his waist with a sword.
Chu Tian's whole body twitched as if he had been electrocuted, and he staggered forward and fell.
He grimaced in pain, cold sweat rolling down his back.
Turning back slowly, Chu Tian angrily said to Chen Xintong with a ferocious expression: "Xintong, you stabbed my kidney."
Chen Xintong behind him did not show any mercy when she heard his funny words. Anger appeared on her cold face and she said in a cold tone: "If you want to kill my father, I will stab you with a sword."
"You! Let me explain... Ouch, my kidney."
The pain from his waist made Chu Tian's face instantly turn as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.
I don't know whether her sword will have any effect on him in that aspect.
Thinking of this, Chu Tian was in no mood to explain. He held onto his bleeding waist, opened the door and left.
After walking out of Chen's house, he finally couldn't help but lean against the door and scream in pain.
He quickly took out his homemade painkiller pill from his pocket and threw it into his mouth to chew.
"Damn it, how dare you do this to me, Chen Xintong!"
"Just wait, I will make you beg for my forgiveness, and then I will make you kneel in front of me..." Chu Tian leaned against the door and kept muttering to himself.
"Um...Brother, are you okay?"
A mosquito-like soft voice penetrated Chu Tian's ears, and he looked up at the woman standing beside him.
This woman was the one who had just been kicked out by Chen Qingyun. I didn’t expect that she was still staying here.
"Nothing, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, my name is Meng Jia. I'm an employee of Mr. Chen's company. I'm here for the salary..." As she spoke, there was an obvious gleam in the woman's eyes, and she deliberately avoided Chu Tian's gaze.
"You are a poor man too, follow me. Come and help me down..." Chu Tian said, stretching out his arm.
Meng Jia hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and pulled Chu Tian up.
Now she is at her wit's end. Although the guy in front of her looks unreliable, she can at least kill him for two days.
Meng Jia sighed helplessly.
Yeah—Yeah—
A crow was circling in the sky for no apparent reason, making an unpleasant sound. Meng Jia looked up at the pitch-black crow in the sky and couldn't help but complain in his heart, "Strange, why do I always feel like I'll have bad luck with this guy?"
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