Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Seasonal Shu's pupils narrowed and a girl pushed away from her side.

“Ah, hiding again.” The sharp axe was cut all over the seat, the woman in the red dress twisted her head, her mouth grabbed a strange curve, her eyeballs stared at the two, then raised the axe again and cut it towards the season Shu.

Her body was very flexible, giving the illusion that she would fold at any moment, her bloody feet floating on the ground, giggling.

Shen Mubai was suddenly pushed, and the whole person jumped to the seat. Before he could get up, he saw Ji Shuwo ducking away from the axe.

“Fuck.” She cursed low.

Then he stepped on the seat and slammed against the back of the woman in the red dress, clutching her head tightly and lifting her back up.

The woman snapped, her neck turned with a twisted curve, her eyes staring straight at her.

Blood poured out of the flesh-white wound, but the other party's movements were still unrestricted. He giggled, “Neck, breaking, baby...”

Shenmu's white scalp numbed her hair tightly and clasped it tightly.

Ji Shu climbed up from the ground and toured the area, picking up a black backpack on the rack and smashing it hard on the woman.

The woman in the red dress collapsed in a skewed and oblique manner, but her hand still held the axe tight in her hand, and Season smashed her head hard, sweat dropped in the forehead, slightly trembling beside her cheeks.

The woman's head was smashed to pieces, but she still stared at them with those eyeballs, giggled, and struggled from the ground to get up.

Shen Mu Bai did not see well, hurriedly said, “Ji Shu, don't smash it, let's run. ”

Ji Shu smashed a few times and ran all the way from the train with her hand.

The woman in the red dress climbed up off the floor twisted, then dragged the axe and chased her.

Pushing the door open, Shenmu Baishu walked forward and backward and jumped.

The woman in the red dress quickly chased up, and the sound of the axe rowing and pulling on the ground was particularly harsh.

Shen Mubai did not dare turn back, afraid that she would be caught up. She grabbed Jishu's hand so tightly, and the other side grabbed her tightly. Despite their exhaustion, the two men did not delay a second.

“Jishu, wait...” Shen Kibai noticed something wrong.

Seasonal Shu gasped slightly and looked at her with a gaze of questioning.

Shen Wood swallowed his saliva, "She's gone. ”

Ji Shu listened carefully, but he didn't hear that voice. The original movement slowed down.

The two men stopped at the empty train station and looked around. They could not see the woman in the red dress.

Shen wood white did not dare to relax his vigilance, his legs and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Ji Shu also went nowhere. His lips were a little white and the bean-sized sweat beads rolled off his forehead, obviously exhausting his strength.

“Did she disappear just like those people?” Shen Kibai is a little confused.

Seasonal Shu shook his head, "I don't know.” He gasped slightly and his dark eyes looked at him, "Where are we going first? ”

Shen Kibai just wanted to say something, and she felt her feet caught by one hand.

The creeps at that moment were not false, she lowered her head slowly, the red dress woman's body resting on the ground, her neck raised her face in a twisted form, her mouth gripped a strange curve, and she giggled, "Gotcha, baby. ”