Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1302 Fighting with Swords

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... There is no mistake, this man has the "breath" of his sister.

Ji Shanqing stood stiffly in place, his eyes fixed on the uninvited guest in front of him, he was a little dazed and a little bit like crying for a moment.He had only been separated from his sister for a while, and it was as if he had a persistent low-grade fever, and his mind was foggy; as soon as he felt "sister" from this man, he almost wanted to lean forward and take a deep breath immediately, letting That breath penetrated into the internal organs—but an uncontrollable revulsion arose.

"...Who are you?" He tried not to let his voice tremble, "What's your name?"

The person who came was very personable, and he never showed any intention of taking advantage of his unpreparedness to attack—perhaps he was too confident in himself.

"Sparan,"

When he answered, his tone was even a little brisk, as if there was nothing serious at the moment.His shoulder-length blond hair hadn't been trimmed for a while, it was just randomly picked up behind his head, and the gold-like strands were messily scattered around his ears.If you observe carefully, you can still see a faint tiredness from the pale green under his eyes and the newly grown stubble - it seems that this man has just traveled a long way just to appear in front of Ji Shanqing , to make him aware of the cold determination of the world against him.

"You are the owner of this house?"

Siba'an rubbed his neck and looked around the courtyard while asking.He has a relaxed posture. If someone who doesn't know it looks at it, he might think it's just two friends chatting.

Ji Shanqing thought of the nameplate at the door. "Yes, Lin Shanqing." He whispered, "...Why did you come here? You are different from others, you found this place on your own initiative, right?"

Sibaan raised his eyebrows, and when surprise appeared in his dark green eyes, it was like the glint of the morning sun hitting the forest.Fortunately, Ji Shanqing has no gender, otherwise it would be difficult for him to remain indifferent to anyone—"How do you know?" Siba'an asked with great interest, "Is it ability?"

... It may not be accurate to say that what Ji Shanqing felt was her sister's "breath".Speaking of which, I have to thank Bohemia; if he hadn't discovered a pair of evolutionary brothers with interesting abilities from her memory, traced the whereabouts of one of them, and analyzed the data of the hairy man, I am afraid that even if he is a data subject, he will not be able to discover the "ripples" between the man and his sister in front of him that vibrate and intersect with each other - when people meet people, there will be ripples in each other's long river of fate .

Thinking about it this way, maybe seeing this person is a good thing... Ji Shanqing couldn't help but smile.

At this time, my sister happened to be completely isolated from the outside world. Before she regained consciousness and came out of the water tank, this was an excellent opportunity for him to cut off the connection between this person and her sister.

"You're not alone," he listened, but didn't answer Spar'an's question. "Mr. Ito was tripped by your companions, right? Why didn't you hear their voices?"

Sibaan exhaled, even though it was so light, it still made people feel that they could feel the warmth of his breath.

"I have to go in," he smiled calmly and gently, "I have no ill intentions towards you. After I find the person I am looking for, if you are still alive, I will return your house to you."

The physical combat power of this gift bag is not good, but Sba'an's combat power seems to be particularly tyrannical - before he finished speaking, Ji Shanqing took the first step and turned sideways, took a few steps to the side and pointed his hands at the same time. He lifted it up; this move was almost perfect, but only this time, before his fingers touched to form a picture frame, the shadow of Sibaan suddenly followed him, and his arm As soon as he probed, he firmly grabbed his wrist.

...Until he was pinched, Ji Shanqing hadn't had time to react.

"It will hurt a little," Sibaan smiled, as if the sun was falling on the white snow, he took a light breath and said, "Sorry."

As he swiped his hand down, with a "click", Ji Shanqing's forearm was broken in two, and the sharp pain pierced into his mind immediately.

The opponent's strength can hardly be described as "tyrannical" - it's like a mortal suddenly encounters a brand-new physical law, Ji Shanqing has almost no power to resist except leaning down and obeying. He was pulled forward and bent over.There was just a "crack" in his heart, and then a heavy and fierce force smashed into his back; where could the spine be able to withstand this force, it immediately seemed like a string of beads that had broken off a thread, one section at a time. The joints shattered, and the person fell heavily to the ground.

However, as soon as Ji Shanqing fell, Sibaan suddenly jumped back as if he had heard the alarm. He was different from many powerful people. He is just jumping and fighting with all his strength; only when Sparan moves, he always seems to be respectfully flattered by everything around him: when he jumps up, the air supports him, when he dodges, the world retreats to the side, for He makes space.

"Your skill is not enough for you to take this house," Sibaan stood up straight, and then let out that breath.His breathing and expression were as calm as if he had never moved: "...your killer is somewhere else."

Pain was nothing, compared with the days when he was tossing and tossing in the endless darkness, the physical pain was vividly alive.Ji Shanqing moved the broken hand and put it on the ground; when he supported himself with it and got up slowly, the broken and broken bones in his body gradually healed together again.Seeing that the injury he caused healed up in the blink of an eye, Sibaan just slightly raised his eyebrows, not much surprised.

"You just said...you want to find someone? Who are you looking for?"

Ji Shanqing raised his head and asked in a low voice.The intersection between this person and his sister is obviously deeper than he imagined. When the two are too close, the gift bag will even be shocked by the "breath" brought about by his causal relationship with his sister. ; plus the opponent's skill and speed are indeed extremely fast, looking for a chance to attack him is like reaching into a cloud of lava.

"... an old friend." Spar settled down and replied.

Then you won't be able to find her.

"I'm not as skilled as others, but I can give you this villa." Ji Shanqing wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said with a smile, "Okay, you go in."

Sibaan still stood there motionless.

"What's the matter? You are so much stronger than me, are you still afraid of a sneak attack from me?" Ji Shanqing tilted his head and smiled, snapped his fingers, and the door of the villa opened in response, sliding open a crack. "Don't you need this villa?"

(End of this chapter)