"You're right. He's Mr. Feng, your sworn enemy!" When Mr. mouse finished, his arm shook and a knife was in his hand.

This knife has no special features. It is extremely ordinary. It is as wide as the palm and as long as the arm. It looks very clumsy.

But no one dares to despise this knife in Mr. mouse's hand.

Under the stars and the moon, Mr. mouse, like a troll who steps on the stars, instantly radiates his invincible fighting spirit. During his crazy steps, he happens to be silent like a mouse.

Duan Xin was calm and did not hesitate. He also pressed the knife and rushed in. When Mr. mouse approached, the army knife drew three looming knives.

Although his Sabre technique is far inferior to Luo Yi's overbearing, like him, he takes a dexterous and tricky route. After learning the technique of locking the knife, he gives full play to this specialty. At this time, people turn with the knife and the knife takes an imaginary number, which is also difficult for mediocre hands to compare.

Mr. mouse smiled.

He put his hands on his back and opened the move with only his feet. Suddenly, he went up or down, which seemed to be lighter than a mouse. After several moves, Mr. mouse finally launched an attack, like a black whirlwind. The knife light flashed from the whirlwind, forcing cold and cold, with great strength.

It won't take long for Duan Xin to resist.

When a knife gathers, Mr. mouse flies up and opens the empty door. Instead of splitting the front and cutting the side, the wide knife is willing to stay close and seek far away. It is easy to take and difficult to stab vertically from Duan Xin's head.

Duan Xin did not dare to pick into the empty door. He knew that this was Mr. mouse's intentional indulgence. There was a killer inside. If he picked the empty door, his knife turned sharply and his wrist must be out of control.

Just between the lightning and flint, Duan Xinyang stepped back and pushed horizontally with a military knife, but in this way, his empty door had been opened, and he didn't expect that Mr. mouse immediately stopped the knife when his body shape was very difficult to change. His feet were even more sharp, and his lower abdomen was immediately hit.

Just before being kicked off, Mr. mouse suddenly ran in again. Poof, a knife already ready swept Duan Xin's chest. Then, he didn't chase out, but stood leisurely waiting for Duan Xin to get up.

Duan Xin flew more than three meters and rolled a few times before stopping. Blood seeped from the corners of his mouth. Xinzhi met an expert. But no matter who was opposite, he didn't want to stop. He came with a knife.

When Mr. mouse approached, the saber rushed away with a sharp roar.

Mr. mouse let his body rotate in front of the blade, and the wide knife struck the sabre like lightning. Perhaps at the moment when he just pasted the blade and blocked some strength, his body shook, withdrew the knife and lifted it to Duan Xin's front heart.

Tricky and spicy.

Duan Xin realized his attempt and hurriedly drew the knife back to defense. He felt a warm heat in his chest, and the blade was cutting to Mr. mouse's wrist.

Mr. mouse's knife is too fast. He lifts it quickly and closes it faster. After he succeeds in one knife, he immediately reverses and cuts it on the blade of Duan Xin.

The two knives met and collided at a high speed. Then Mars splashed everywhere. In the blink of an eye, they each split several knives. The short-distance fortune did not affect Mr. mouse's strong strength. After the continuous sharp golden sound, Duanxin was shocked and withdrew three or four steps away.

Mr. mouse was disappointed, glanced at his mouth and said, "how can you hurt Mr. tiger and miss Eagle at your level?"

Duan Xin vomited a little blood on the ground and said, "if you can let them rest, don't talk about the dead, will you?"

Mr. mouse found that the boy was angry as soon as he opened his mouth, but he still couldn't help saying, "you just used despicable means. There's no glory!"

Duan Xin smiled and said, "can you guarantee that I won't deal with you by despicable means?"

Mr. mouse closed his mouth, his eyes like mice suddenly turned into a burning fireball, full of resentment, and said word by word: "I will break Miao qingnuo!"

Duan Xin's eyes were awe inspiring and bright. He thought to himself, go to the special one. He really couldn't get rid of him. At present, he licked his arms and blade, and then squatted down to lick his knees.

Mr. mouse didn't understand his series of actions, and the subsequent shock made him die.

In a moment, Duan Xin darted out. The soaring crazy momentum was like thunder, and the blade suddenly raised a light black mist. He turned around and seemed to gather thousands of murderous Qi. At half a meter away, Mr. mouse's body stagnated, and a seemingly non-existent shadow was stacked on his real body. With the blade falling, he gave the illusion of surging and breaking.

The knife came out of the sky. It was terrible.

Mr. rat turned pale with surprise. Unexpectedly, his speed and strength suddenly increased by 10000 grades, but the immediate crisis can't be thought about. He stared and waved a knife, violently and forcefully!

Click.

The wide knife broke, and with a pop, Mr. mouse split half of his side to his side.

"I..." Mr. mouse lowered his head and saw his wriggling heart. His eyes flashed surprise. He started and wanted to paste half of his body back, but no matter how hard he tried or how hard he was, he couldn't control the decline of his life. He finally fell down, and then tried his remaining energy and said, "I don't like Mr. mouse's name."

Duan Xin said lightly, "I know you are eager to be a magpie, fly and sing under the blue sky."

Damn people are dead, but those who are still alive are buzzing. Mr. Feng has killed many people, even he has not counted them. In his career, he has met many experts and seen the top confrontation. Of course, he has also seen the strength of Duan Xin's knife. Mr. tiger and himself can complete it, but the opponent is Mr. mouse. He has not seen much.

However, the young man in front of him cut Mr. hanging rat like this?

Duan Xinqing coughed twice, interrupted his shock and said, "come and die!"

Mr. Feng didn't hesitate. As soon as he patted the tree, he twisted his body and ran faster than the rabbit.

Duan Xin said with some surprise and helplessness, "I advise you not to burn yourself in the future." after that, he showed some solemnity in his eyes and said, "because you sigh, I'll let you go today. Don't provoke me, otherwise you won't be so lucky."

Then he grinned and said, "it hurts." seeing that there was no one around, he couldn't help smiling again.

After treating the wound, he searched Mr. mouse's equipment again, and then walked to the camp.

Miao qingnuo has fallen asleep.

Duan Xin didn't sneak in because the fierce battle just now consumed a lot of energy. Although he wanted to go in and have a shot, considering that one shot might not be enough, he endured to hide nearby.

In the morning, he raised his hand and surrendered to the English team.

A little beauty first saw him and forced him with a paintball gun. When considering whether to eliminate him, Miao qingnuo walked out of the tent.

Although he had a miserable night, he still showed his tenderest smile.

From now on, he will stay with Miao qingnuo. Since the hummingbird wants to "take" her and clean up herself, and he can't find the hummingbird, he can only show up and give them a clear ultimate goal.