Chapter 765: Run Away

From the blade tip, a layer of frost spread upward at a visible speed, the rust spots were wrapped in ice and emitted a faint creaking sound, the nicks on the blade were filled with ice and instead became smooth and whole.

The ice spread from his wrist to his arm, from his shoulder to his entire torso.

When the blade was less than a foot from Jing Liu's nape, the whole person was frozen into an ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture retained the chopping pose, arms raised high, knees slightly bent, the corner of the mouth still that exaggerated arc.

Through the transparent ice layer one could see every crack left by the demonic shadow on his face, and even see the lingering madness deep in his pupils.

The demonic shadow monster was frozen into an ice sculpture in less than half a breath.

Jing Liu turned around, brushing past the ice sculpture.

Her gaze didn't even linger on it.

After walking out of the alley entrance, a faint cracking sound came from behind.

Then came a crisp sound like ice blocks falling and shattering on the ground.

Followed by more cracking sounds, dense and fine, as if a hand were crushing a whole tray of ice flakes.

Jing Liu did not turn back.

The frost-white hair tips swayed slightly in the weak sunlight at the alley mouth, then disappeared around the corner.

Perspective shift.

Sai Fei Er crouched on the top horizontal beam of a crane at the freight dock, her silver-gray cat tail dangling through the railing gaps, the ice-blue fur swaying gently in the wind.

She rested her left hand on the iron railing, right hand placed on her forehead to shade her eyes, her sapphire-blue pupils swept left to right over the entire dock below.

Berth three was empty, the residual heat of the Star Chariot's engine rose as a distorted heat haze on the ground, the roller shutter door of warehouse seven was half-open, a few stacks of unclaimed containers piled at the entrance, the seals on the containers flapped in the wind making crackling sounds, the crane cabin far away was empty, the boom let out a low metallic groan in the wind.

No white hair. No Ice Sword. No chill that could make her tail puff up from three streets away.

Sai Fei Er let out a long breath, her cat ears slowly rose from a tight alert state against her scalp, each turning half a circle to confirm there was no white figure refreshing at a fixed point around, then she rested her chin on the railing and her upper body went limp.

She held that pose for about ten seconds, her tail leisurely drawing a few circles in the air.

Having just escaped from the hands of a thousand-year-old Sword Leader who could chase her with an Ice Sword for five blocks, she felt she had the qualification to rest a while.

Counting from being blocked behind the morning market's fried pastry stall, her exercise today was already about to surpass the time she was chased all day by an entire pursuit team in Weng Fa Luo Si.

She was about to reach into her pocket to see if there was half a fried pastry left from this morning when her cat ears twitched half a circle on their own.

From below the dock came the crisp sound of metal clashing, the sharp scrape of a gun tip dragging on the ground, mixed with the chaotic rhythm of several people's footsteps moving at once, and a breathing almost drowned by the footsteps, rapid and shallow.

Sai Fei Er pulled her protruding half-body back, pressing her cat ears down beneath the railing to eavesdrop.

From her position looking down, the central open space of the dock's cargo area was just sandwiched between two rows of containers into a semi-enclosed depression, the bottom of the depression had several shadows moving quickly.

A young man with a spear was being surrounded by seven or eight demonic shadows, his spear danced tightly, the bluish-green blade each thrust forced back the nearest enemy, but the encirclement was shrinking.

Behind him crouched a girl clutching her head against the wall, arms locked tight around her skull, her whole body curled into a ball, the exposed nape glaringly white.

Sai Fei Er's cat eyes narrowed.

She first glanced at the spear-wielding man.

Black hair, dark green pupils in combat state cold and sharp, the lines of his profile smooth and hard.

His white-and-green short jacket had been slashed by demonic shadow attacks in several places, revealing the black high-neck tight shirt underneath wrapping his lean frame.

The joints of his spear-holding hands were distinct, fingers slender, each thrust angle so precise that Sai Fei Er gave him a decent rating in her mind.

Her gaze then moved to the girl crouched in the corner.

Her matcha-green hair was fluffy and soft, a cowlick trembling on her head, she wore a black six-sided cap, the small Command Flag on the cap side trembled with her shaking body.

Her face buried in her arms, expression unseen.

Sai Fei Er's line of sight moved, fox ears.

The drooping folded ears were pressed tightly against both sides of her head, like a frightened little fox.

Sai Fei Er's brow twitched.

She felt a bit familiar.

As if she had seen it somewhere before.

This feeling was vague, like she had glanced at it somewhere the day before but never stored it in her mind.

She tilted her head, thought for two seconds, couldn't recall, decisively gave up.

There are many fox girls in Luofu, it's not strange that she might have seen this face somewhere while running errands for Bai Hang these days.

At that moment the young man with the spear down below was tightly surrounded.

Seven or eight demonic shadows pressed in from three directions at once, the spear tip swept open the two on the left, the ones on the right took the chance to step forward, the spear shaft blocked the right side, the front ones pressed forward again.

The encirclement shrank inch by inch, the space for the spear to maneuver grew narrower.

The young man's breathing remained steady, his spear grip unchanged, sweat on his forehead but he didn't have the chance to wipe it.

The fox-eared girl behind him trembled even more, seemingly muttering something, from her mouth shape it looked like "don't come over, don't come over".

Sai Fei Er tilted her head and watched a while longer.

Demonic shadows have been everywhere in Luofu lately, the aftermath of the Giant Tree Rebirth.

These seven or eight, though numerous, the young man's skill seems manageable, he might just get a few scratches.

But that fox girl is another matter, if a stray demonic shadow slips past from the side, her curled-up pose basically makes her a living target.

"Alright, alright."

Playing hero and grabbing a bit isn't out of the question.

Besides, Heimu can't be reached now, Jing Liu has shaken her off, idling is idling.

Sai Fei Er muttered to herself, rose from the railing, her right hand brushed the blue small pouch at her waist.

A flipping coin slid out of the pouch and landed between her fingers, the coin's intricate engraving reflected a flowing golden light in the afternoon sun.

She lightly flicked the coin into the air.

The coin flew upward, began to flip, flipping speed increased until the golden pattern on the metal surface blurred into a whole ring of light in the air.

The halo spread out, enveloping the central open area of the entire dock cargo zone.

Time has become stagnant.