Chapter 122 Fruit Knife

With a "squeak", Li Chunyuan carefully pushed open the empty door with his feet. Holding his breath, his whole body became nervous. Li Chunyuan tilted his head and listened carefully to the reaction.

The whole building was quiet, without any movement, as if there was no one at all. However, a line of footprints were printed on the thin dust on the floor, which proved the conclusion of Li Xingwu. Zhu Changqing was in the building.

Li Chunyuan did not go in, but stopped at the door and looked behind the door. He didn't know whether Zhu Changqing was hiding there, but if he wanted to sneak up on himself, he should choose a place that his sight could not reach.

"Zhu Changqing, come out. Don't you have the courage to meet?" Li Chunyuan's voice increased and echoed in the empty space throughout the house. The first floor facing the street is a small clothing store. The storefront is extremely small, with two rows of clothes hanging in the middle. There are also several rows of clothes on both walls, a total of only 30 square meters, which can be seen at a glance, so Li Chunyuan's voice is particularly loud.

There is no response, and it seems that only Li Chunyuan is the only one. Li Chunyuan looked at the obvious footprints on the ground and sneered: Zhu Changqing seemed to have really made up his mind to sneak up on himself, but he underestimated himself too much.

Reaching out and pointing, the ice power sent out at will. A dark cyan ice sealed the small exit behind the door. Li Chunyuan said lightly, "I want to say, although I don't know what your plan is, there are no footprints you hiding at the door on the ground. I still think you are hiding behind the door." Step forward and look behind the door, Li Chunyuan was a little surprised: to his surprise, Zhu Changqing was not here.

Isn't it here? What exactly is Zhu Changqing's plan? Li Chunyuan turned around and thought quietly. If Zhu Changqing did not set up an ambush in this place and refused to deal with himself openly, what was his plan?

Li Chunyuan felt a faint sense of crisis: he couldn't figure out Zhu Changqing's plan. Obviously, Zhu Changqing would not give up, but he ignored such a good sneak attack opportunity, and even had no head-on duel. This was a situation that Li Chunyuan did not expect at all.

After walking around the first floor, Li Chunyuan saw the footprints on the dust going up the stairs to the second floor. Is it on the second floor? Li Chunyuan's sense of crisis in his heart is getting stronger and stronger. Although he doesn't know what Zhu Changqing plans are, he understands that if he follows Zhu Changqing's ideas, he can only step into Zhu Changqing's trap step by step and will eventually be easily eliminated by Zhu Changqing.

There was no cold wind in the house. Li Chunyuan cleaned up the clothes and piled them into a pile of cloth. Clothes hangers and other things were thrown into the corner, and the whole room suddenly became empty. Li Chunyuan pulled out a chair from the counter and sat on it: "Zhu Changqing, come out. In this room, don't you dare to fight with me?"

It is very necessary to destroy the surrounding obstacles and scattered items. For Li Chunyuan, these things are very inconvenient, but for long-term martial arts practice, obviously for Zhu Changqing, who is also familiar with weapons, these things are favorable factors and weapons that can be obtained.

There is no movement. Zhu Changqing seems to have made up his mind to be a shrinking turtle. Li Chunyuan stopped talking, but stood up and walked slowly in this room.

As time went by, Li Chunyuan finally couldn't help but feel a little anxious: Isn't this guy Zhu Changqing really avoiding fighting in order to save his life? If that's the case, I'll be in trouble. Thinking of this, Li Chunyuan couldn't help but walk a little faster. He couldn't wait to rush upstairs immediately to end Zhu Changqing.

However, he knows more that if he goes up rashly, it is equivalent to following Zhu Changqing's plan. There is only one ending waiting for him, that is death.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs, and Li Chunyuan must be in his heart: Zhu Changqing finally couldn't help coming down!

"Bat!" "Oh, come on!" Zhu Changqing's footsteps were calm and powerful, and he did not stop for a moment. There seemed to be a special melody connecting his footsteps, and the low movement seemed to be about to play.

Li Chunyuan stopped and looked carefully at the top of the stairs. The pale-haired Zhu Changqing carried his hands upside down and walked down the narrow stairs step by step with a proud and towering manner.

"You are finally willing to come down." Li Chunyuan stepped back two steps, opened the distance from Zhu Changqing, and said with a sarcastic smile.

Zhu Changqing put his hands behind his back and seemed to be a little sorry: "I didn't want your life, but you are struggling. In this case, that's all. I'll send you back to the west today!"

His tone was low at first, and at the end, he became higher and higher. When he said the last two words, his shoulders moved, his right hand poked out from behind, and there was one more thing in his hand, which suddenly toss Li Chunyuan's forehead.

Li Chunyuan paid attention to his shoulders and body since he went downstairs. When he saw his shoulders moved, he knew that he was going to do it. When he saw what was in Zhu Changqing's hand, he knew it was not good. It turned out to be a small fruit knife. His body was crooked, and his left and right hands, which had already been slightly open, were quickly raised crazily. At the same time, the ice power gushed out crazily and stood in front of him.

In less than a moment, the small fruit knife penetrated Li Chunyuan's skin and bones with a muffled sound as if it had cut the air. Li Chunyuan looked carefully and saw that it was his ice power that froze the second half of the fruit knife, and the first half of the fruit knife had been stabbed. He entered the palm of his left hand held high.

A pain from the heart came. Li Chunyuan gritted his teeth, and his left hand suddenly exerted a painful shout, and pulled the ice with a fruit knife down from his left hand. Suddenly, the blood surged like a spring. Li Chunyuan took a cold breath before he needed to wrap the wound further. Zhu Changqing had seen his hope of victory. He roared, stepped forward, bent down, and hit a pair of iron fists at Li Chunyuan's chest and Dantian.

Li Chunyuan shook his left hand, and a touch of blood came out, and his whole body retreated. He retreated quickly, and Zhu Changqing entered faster. He couldn't move his body forward with one move, and kicked straight between Li Chunyuan's chest and abdomen again. Li Chunyuan understood this time. His right hand suddenly moved. With the power of the cold power given to his right hand, he firmly caught Zhu Changqing's foot.

Zhu Changqing was suddenly shocked. He thought that even if Li Chunyuan was a three-legged cat, he would raise Li Chunyuan's martial arts level. Unexpectedly, he dared to grab his own feet and catch it! What surprised Zhu Changqing more was that he felt that the inner strength attached to his feet suddenly burst out when it hit Li Chunyuan's arm. There was no news like a mud cow entering the sea. How could this not surprise Zhu Changqing?

Is Li Chunyuan's inner strength and cultivation stronger than himself? This is obviously impossible! Just now, Li Chunyuan was so embarrassed to hide a hidden weapon. Is that a person with deep internal strength?

Thinking so, Zhu Changqing's decades of practice instinct has already made his body react. As soon as his body twists, the other leg rises high, which is actually higher than the first leg. The target is Li Chunyuan's throat.

Li Chunyuan grabbed Zhu Changqing's leg in his hand and suddenly felt Zhu Changqing's internal strength. This internal strength was much more powerful and violent than when Wu Yan tried, but it did not cause any trouble to Li Chunyuan. Just a slight stagnation, Li Chunyuan suddenly exerted his strength again. The cold ice power scattered those internal strength, and then surged out along his right hand, about to freeze Zhu Changqing's whole body into ice.

Zhu Changqing's other leg arrived quickly. Li Chunyuan helplessly loosened Zhu Changqing's leg and quickly retreated. Zhu Changqing stopped his feet and put his hands on the ground. Suddenly, a carp stood up again. Didn't wait for him to stand firm again, a pain began to go straight to his brain from his calf. Zhu Changqing shouted and almost fell to the ground.

Zhu Changqing endured the pain and looked down. He saw a dark cyan ice covering half of the calf of his left leg, and the carp he had just hit very fast and fast, and his strength was really hard. This two collisions, the muscles near the frozen calf almost turned into a ball of meat sauce, and the bones were even more complete. The brush is broken, and the whole calf is only connected by some skin and tendons, which looks very unnatural.

This leg is useless. Zhu Changqing suddenly understood in his heart. Not to mention now, before the end of the world, it is almost impossible to have a mass of flesh and blood like this, the bones are broken again, and the lower part has been frozen by ice.

The more he understood this, the more angry Zhu Changqing became. He pressed his palm on his calf, and his inner strength came out. He abruptly tore off the calf sealed by ice and threw it aside casually as if throwing garbage. Regardless of the gushing blood, Zhu Changqing stared at Li Chunyuan again.

This time, his eyes are no longer full of endless murderous intent. If you hate a person to the extreme, you won't talk to him at all. Zhu Changqing, like an injured lone wolf, with pale hair and an increasingly pale face, desperately waved his palm to Li Chunyuan.

Li Chunyuan's heart was relieved. Looking at Zhu Changqing, who attacked silently and desperately, he finally knew that he had won. At the age of Zhu Changqing, the amount of blood lost now, and the current environment, even if he is a warrior, he is unlikely to survive.

However, this trace may still not be left. Li Chunyuan stepped back a few steps, looked at Zhu Changqing, who could no longer keep up with his pace, tightened his left hand, which was still so painful that his chest was stuffy, and decided to erase the remaining possibilities with his own hands.