saint of humanity

Chapter 2308: Unlucky star?

After a sudden fight ended, Lu Ye put away the two Xingyuan coins and looked at Song Weiwei who was standing beside him.

We have been together for half a month.

Song Weiwei's strength is indeed very good, and she is also a sword cultivator known for her killing. Although she is a woman, she has extremely rich combat experience and her fighting style is also very brutal.

After half a month, the two had gained quite a bit.

The enemies encountered this time were two people at the eighth level of Rong Dao.

To be honest, if Lu Ye was alone, it would be a little troublesome to take them all down, but it would be different with Song Weiwei's cooperation.

The only thing that gave Lu Ye a headache was that Song Weiwei's personality was too cold. If Junior Sister Shuang's coldness was to keep people away, then Song Weiwei's coldness was a kind of dead silence.

In half a month, Song Weiwei's words did not exceed ten sentences in total, except when she first met him.

She never expressed her opinions and had no ideas. She was like a tail or a sword in Lu Ye's hand. She would kill wherever Lu Ye went.

She didn't even want the spoils of war. She didn't even look at the Star Abyss coins left behind by the enemies. Lu Ye took them all.

Lu Ye was quite helpless about this. The two of them temporarily formed a partnership in such an environment, just like a couple who got together to live together. The other party's strength met his requirements, so there was naturally no need to ask for more.

There were only a few moments when Lu Ye inadvertently caught a glimpse of the deep hatred that suddenly burst out from Song Weiwei's eyes, whose heart was as dead as water!

At the beginning, Lu Ye was somewhat wary of her. After all, one can never judge a person by his appearance, so this kind of defense was necessary. But as they got to know each other better, Lu Ye realized that this kind of defense against her was meaningless.

In her current state, it is impossible for her to have any bad intentions towards me!
Lu Ye thought that life would go on like this, but this time when the two of them passed by a remnant of a battlefield, Song Weiwei suddenly showed some abnormality.

This battlefield must have been left behind not long ago. An extremely cold atmosphere lingered everywhere, and the broken floating land had actually turned into pieces of solid ice.

Lu Ye investigated with his divine sense, his expression solemn.

Although I don't know who left this mark, judging from the traces left on the battlefield, the person who did it must be very powerful.

What Lu Ye didn't notice was that Song Weiwei, who had her back to him, suddenly had red eyes, her body trembled slightly, her hands clenched tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, and blood oozing out.

It was only then that Lu Ye noticed something was wrong and looked towards Song Weiwei: "What's wrong?"

Song Weiwei shook her head slowly, then turned around and smiled at Lu Ye: "Brother, I'm not feeling well. Can I take a rest for a while?"

Lu Ye blinked.

After being together for half a month, he still didn't expect that this woman could actually laugh.

But of course he would not refuse this request.

After a while, the two of them meditated in a secluded place.

Lu Ye usually takes this opportunity to practice hard. The Taoist power here is extremely rich, and he is very efficient in his practice. Although he has a huge reserve of Taoist power and now has a Taoist power bottle, no one can have too much Taoist power.

As the saying goes, beating children on a rainy day means that when you have nothing to do, monks usually practice hard when they have free time.

One's own strength and accomplishment lie in constant accumulation. A little bit of sand makes a tower, and a little bit of cultivation makes a lot. This is the quality that every successful cultivator should possess.

The sound of rustling footsteps was heard. Lu Ye opened his eyes and saw Song Weiwei walking in front of him.

He looked at Song Weiwei: "Junior sister, is there something wrong?"

Song Weiwei pursed her red lips, lowered her head, and said nothing.

Lu Ye frowned, not knowing what Song Weiwei wanted.

But then, something happened that stunned him. Song Weiwei took a step forward, stood in front of him, and then squatted down slowly.

Lu Ye was sitting cross-legged, so Song Weiwei was sitting directly on his lap.

A soft touch came, and in front of her was a tall and proud peak. Song Weiwei's face flushed. She wrapped one hand around Lu Ye's neck, unbuttoned her clothes with the other hand, and then leaned her whole body on Lu Ye's shoulder.

The trembling voice was as gentle as the wind and entered Lu Ye's ears: "Brother, you want me..."

Lu Ye was stunned.

When Song Weiwei sat down, he kept his Taoist power condensed but not released, always on guard against the opponent's attack, but he never expected that something like this would happen.

After spending these days together, Lu Ye had a rough idea of ​​this woman's temperament. If she was really a dissolute person, it would be fine for her to do such a thing, but the key point was that Song Weiwei was not that kind of person.

This is very abrupt!

Moreover, Lu Ye had some ability to observe people. After all, he was a veteran of many battles. Naturally, he could tell early on that Song Weiwei was a Yuan Yin body.

What is she going to do?
It has been several years since he left the starry sky. Hua Ci, Su Yuqing and Jiuyan are not around. Normally, he would not have any selfish desires, but he could not withstand such a fierce attack.

Especially as Song Weiwei leaned over, his lips were pressed against her.

No one who encounters such a thing can remain unresponsive.

But he knew that things shouldn't be like this, Song Weiwei...there was something wrong!

Lu Ye groaned in silence, but Song Weiwei, who had her arms around his neck and leaned her whole body on him, began to tremble.

Even though she had made a great determination, she still felt sad when she actually did such a thing.

What made her even more embarrassed was that Lu Ye didn't react at all!

Lu Ye raised his hand.

Song Weiwei's body trembled even more violently. At this moment, she wanted to escape, but she clenched her teeth, and blood oozed from her red lips.

Then she was surprised to find that Lu Ye had pulled up her clothes, covering up the infinite beautiful scenery.

"stand up!"

Lu Ye's voice was very flat, even indifferent.

Song Weiwei shuddered, lowered her head, slowly stood up, took a step back, and slowly tidied her clothes.

Lu Ye then looked up at her and waited for a long time. Seeing that she didn't move, he reluctantly said, "Junior sister, don't you have anything to tell me?"

Song Weiwei raised her eyes and met his gaze. She hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head, then turned and left.

From beginning to end, she didn't say a word.

Lu Ye sensed with his spiritual sense that Song Weiwei left quickly. He knew that after this separation, Song Weiwei would never come back, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Is there anything that can't be said openly about this matter?
Is it easy to find a suitable companion? At first, Qing Rou was a bully, and I killed her. I met a blonde girl and thought she was pretty good, but she killed two of my companions one after another, and we fought twice. I finally became a companion with Song Weiwei, but after only half a month together, she became like this again.

Am I destined to be unlucky?

A moment later, Song Weiwei arrived at the battlefield where she and Lu Ye had been before. There was a cold look in her eyes. She just took a quick look and then quickly flew in one direction.

Song Weiwei chased in this direction for a whole day. During the pursuit, she not only did not hide her aura, but instead showed her great momentum.

While passing through a deserted planet, she finally found her goal.

Because she did not hide her presence, the other party immediately discovered her presence.

A cold breath suddenly swept out from the desolate star, and in the blink of an eye it was close, colliding with Song Weiwei. In an instant, Song Weiwei was filled with murderous intent, and the long sword in her hand flashed wildly, and she fought with the figure.

However, although Song Weiwei was quite strong, she was still clearly far behind her opponent, and in just a moment, she fell into a disadvantage.

Fortunately, the sword cultivators were known for their killing skills, and their attacks were extremely fierce. The Rong Dao did not dare to force them too much, and only engaged in a tangle of struggles, while shouting: "Human race, I let you escape last time, but you are here to die this time. Do you really think that my Ice Source cannot kill you?"

Song Weiwei was too lazy to talk when she was with Lu Ye, and naturally she was even more lazy to pay attention to him. She just frantically urged her Taoist power, and her attack became more and more fierce.

Her eyes were blood red and full of hatred, and her body was even covered with a thin layer of blood mist. It was obvious that she was risking her life.

Rong Dao, who was called Bingyuan, really couldn't figure out what Song Weiwei was thinking. He was originally on guard against Song Weiwei's possible companions, but when he saw Song Weiwei's posture, he knew that she had no companions at all, otherwise why would she fight so hard right from the start?
"Get started!" Bingyuan shouted.

If he relied on himself alone, it would be quite difficult for him to defeat Song Weiwei in this state.

But he was not alone, his companions were hiding nearby.

As Bingyuan finished speaking, a figure flashed out from hiding. This was a female cultivator from the Shadow Clan. There was no trace when she was not visible, but when she suddenly appeared, she used a killing move. The fluctuations of her Taoist power were extremely fierce, and it seemed that she was even stronger than Bingyuan.

Surrounded by a strong aura of death, Song Weiwei knew that her end was near, and she did not put up any defense against the attack of the Shadow Clan woman. She held the long sword upright in front of her, and with a flick of her finger, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The long sword suddenly turned red and turned into a blood dragon, which opened its mouth and bit towards the source of ice.

Bingyuan looked solemn. He naturally knew that this was Song Weiwei's life-and-death attack. Even though he was a little stronger than Song Weiwei, he did not dare to be careless at all.

But the next moment, his eyes suddenly became terrified.

Because he suddenly saw, behind his Shadow Clan companion, another ghostly figure appeared out of thin air. It was a human, dressed in black, with a cold expression, lowered eyes, a long sword at his waist, and his right hand on the hilt.

There was no sign of his appearance, and if it weren't for his attire, Bingyuan would almost suspect that he was a ghost cultivator.

But this attire undoubtedly shows that the other party is a soldier.

The female cultivator from the Shadow Clan was focusing all her attention on Song Weiwei at the moment, so she never expected that there would be a murderous intent coming from behind her.
By the time you realize something is wrong, it's too late.

At this moment she only had two choices, one was to kill Song Weiwei, the other was to switch from offense to defense and protect herself!
How to choose?