Super Comic System

Clang!

Xiao Zimo held a bayonet sniper rifle composed of Qianlu Longyin and Guiku, and swiped towards the void.

"Ruoli!" Xiao Zimo pointed at Qiu Zhenhui with the tip of Guiwai's knife and said lightly.

"This...what the hell is this!" Qiu Zhenhui stared blankly at the bayonet sniper rifle in Xiao Zimo's hand.

boom!

Xiao Zimo smiled, and shot Qiu Zhenhui.

"Small tricks!" Qiu Zhenhui snorted coldly, turned around and avoided the bullet fired by Xiao Zimo.

"Tricked!" Xiao Zimo grinned, and appeared in front of Qiu Zhenhui in the blink of an eye.

"prick!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zimo thrust Ruoli into Qiu Zhenhui's armpit.

"Unload!"

Stab it!

Xiao Zimo violently swiped his hands towards Qiu Zhenhui's chest.

The cloth on Qiu Zhenhui's chest was cut by Ruoli's knife point.

"pick!"

Xiao Zimo said a word lightly, and lightly patted the handle of the gun with his right hand.

Crash!

The clothes on Qiu Zhenhui's body were immediately picked up by Xiao Zimo, and stuck on the tip of Ruoli's knife.

Wow!

The clothes drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell into the stream behind him.

Clash!

Xiao Zimo waved his hand Ruoli in the air a few times, and pointed the tip of the knife at Qiu Zhenhui again, the movements were done in one go, flowing.

"Damn it, you actually picked my clothes." Qiu Zhenhui, who had no shirt on, revealed his muscular muscles, pointed at Xiao Zimo and said angrily.

"Then what else do you want from me?" Xiao Zimo said helplessly, spreading his hands.

"Then..." Qiu Zhenhui showed a smile on his face.

"In the name of all things, the way of the sword is achieved, and it is carried on the body of the sword. The love of all things, destroys evil!" Qiu Zhenhui held the hilt of the Qingxiao sword with both hands, slowly closed his eyes, and a golden light radiated from all over his body .

"Everything is dying!"

Qiu Zhenhui suddenly opened his eyes, holding the sword in his left hand, and posing with the dragon claw hand in his right hand.

Whoosh!

Like a gust of wind blowing, Qiu Zhenhui's figure appeared in front of Xiao Zimo in the blink of an eye, and the Qingxiao sword in his hand flew towards his waist.

"I dodge!" Relying on instinct, Xiao Zimo avoided Qiu Zhenhui's attack by moving to the right.

"Dragon chant, all the demons retreat!"

"Proud Zhan Xuanhuang!"

Ow!

A dragon chant sounded, and Qiu Zhenhui grabbed Xiao Zimo's shirt, shaking his hands violently.

"collapse!"

Stab it!

Xiao Zimo's shirt immediately turned into a pile of fragments that drifted away in the wind, revealing chunks of strong muscles.

Snapped!

Then, Qiu Zhenhui bent his left knee, turned around and pressed Xiao Zimo's back, pressing him to the ground.

"How does it taste..." Qiu Zhenhui looked at Xiao Zimo who was being pressed to the ground by him, and said with a smile.

Snapped!

Xiao Zimo grabbed Qiu Zhenhui's hands with his backhand and rolled towards the side. The two immediately wrestled together. Yan Mo on the other side of the river was full of admiration at first, but in the end he could only look stupid. .Look at them with stern eyes.

"Huh...huh...huh..." After wrestling for a while, Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui both lay on the ground panting heavily.

"You...what the hell are you going crazy about today..." Xiao Zimo said while lying on the ground panting heavily, looking at Qiu Zhenhui.

"You...do you know? Look...seeing Xiaoxue's expression, I...I really feel bad..." Qiu Zhenhui also panted heavily.

"Xiaoxue...what's wrong with Xiaoxue!" Hearing Qiu Zhenhui's words, Xiao Zimo stood up suddenly, looked at Qiu Zhenhui and said.

"You... You kissed Yan Mo just now... When you were kissing... Xiaoxue saw..." Qiu Zhenhui stood up slowly, looked at Xiao Zimo and said.

"What! Then... where is Xiaoxue now!" Xiao Zimo walked in front of Qiu Zhenhui, grabbed his collar with both hands, and said anxiously.

"If...if you still love Xiaoxue, you...why do you make her so sad!" Qiu Zhenhui slapped Xiao Zimo's hands away, looked at Xiao Zimo and said.

"Although...although I haven't known Xiaoxue for a month, but...but I feel like...just like my own sister, you...do you know, you...you just had a relationship with Yan Mo... ...When Yan Mo was kissing...Xiaoxue's sad expression, I am...I feel so distressed, I...I, his...mother... want to rush out and kill you, you...do you know !" At the end, Qiu Zhenhui's tone became agitated, he walked up to Xiao Zimo, and grabbed his collar.

"Also...and...Xiaoxue just wanted to find you...she...her foot is sprained now...you...do you know, you bastard!"

boom!

Still angry after saying that, Qiu Zhenhui stretched out his fist and slammed Xiao Zimo's face.

On the other hand, Xiao Zimo, when he heard Qiu Zhenhui's words, his body couldn't help shaking. Qiu Zhenhui punched him in the face, but he still stood there motionless.

On the other side of the river, Yan Mo saw Qiu Zhenhui hitting Xiao Zimo non-stop, but he didn't fight back, so he couldn't help covering his mouth and watching with horror.

"You...don't fight!" At the end, Yan Mo couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted at Xiao Zimo and Qiu Zhenhui on the other side of the river.

But Qiu Zhenhui didn't seem to hear it, and hit Xiao Zimo on his own. And Xiao Zimo was motionless in place now, being beaten non-stop by him.

"You bastard, what's wrong with Xiaoxue, or is there something wrong with her, you have to be so sorry for her!"

boom!

As he spoke, Qiu Zhenhui slapped Xiao Zimo in the chest.

puff!

Facing Qiu Zhenhui's unreserved punch, Xiao Zimo didn't dodge or evade, and he punched him solidly, a warm liquid surged up from his throat, and he sprayed it out with his head raised.

"Xiaoxue... Where is Xiaoxue now?" Sensing that Qiu Zhenhui didn't attack him again, Xiao Zimo slowly stretched out his hands, put them on his shoulders, and swayed feebly.

"She...she's already gone down the mountain!" Qiu Zhenhui gasped.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you don't chase her back, I'll make you look good!" Qiu Zhenhui said, staring into Xiao Zimo's eyes.

"I know!" Xiao Zimo promised with a nod of blood on the corner of his mouth.

"Go! Her foot has been sprained, and she is probably still going down the mountain. Go, don't let her have any accidents!" Qiu Zhenhui said, patting Xiao Zimo's shoulder.

"good!"

"You have to remember..."

"A girl, if she puts her whole heart on one person, then she can give up everything!"