Her throat felt as if it was burned by fire. Wenya opened her eyes with difficulty. After a blurred vision in front of her, Mo Nan's stunning face appeared.
"You - why -" Wenya opened her mouth and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Mo Nan didn't say a word, walked forward and punched Wenya's lower abdomen.
puff!
A large mouth of blood mist spurted out from Wenya's mouth, and her whole body slid down from the wall as limp as mud, falling to the ground and twitching continuously.
Although this kick is not very powerful for Mo Nan, it is more than enough for ordinary people to break the steel!
Wenya's pupils suddenly spread, and her body fell like a small cannonball. With a muffled bang, the hit wall trembled and collapsed with a few bangs. The rubble and bricks immediately buried Wenya's little body in.
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Blood kept spilling out of her mouth.
Mo Nan's figure was getting closer and closer in her eyes. Wenya wanted to struggle, but she was unable to use any strength to do so after further study and severe damage.
This alley is extremely secluded and rarely comes to it, so you don’t expect anyone to discover it.
She just wants to know now why Mo Nan appeared this time and tried so hard on herself without saying anything.
With the opponent's strength, killing herself in one move is no problem at all, so why did she choose to use this physical torture method?
Wenya felt that her heart was about to be broken, tears flashed in her beautiful eyes, and finally formed two trickles of water, flowing down her cheeks.
Tears flowed into my mouth, and I couldn't tell whether it was a bitter or fishy smell.
"Why——" Wenya looked up at Mo Nan, and Mo Nan's face was covered with frost.
"Die." Mo Nan spoke, raised his foot and stepped towards Wenya's head.
The wind was so strong that Wenya felt the roar in her ears. She could already foresee the scene of her brain bursting in the next second.
A white light suddenly shot down like lightning, and the target pointed directly at Mo Nan's ankle.
If Mo Nan continues to step on it, Wenya's head will inevitably turn into a broken watermelon, but the consequence is that her legs will be shot through by this white light.
With almost no hesitation, Mo Nan's body quickly retreated, and the white light almost shot directly against her feet, and a buzzing sound was nailed to the ground.
There was no too much expression on Mo Nan's face, and he looked up in the direction of the white light.
Under the direct sunlight, a figure swayed and squatted on the wall, and a cynical laughter came: "Oh, beauty, what do you want to do to my woman?"
Wenya had already closed her eyes and waited for death. Although she was unwilling to accept it, she had no regrets to die at the hands of the people she admired.
But after being in a daze, she was surprised to find that she was still alive, and the pain of her body burning like fire was the best proof.
Opening her eyes strangely, she happened to hear a sound coming from not far away.
"Is it Liang Xi?" Wenya was happy, but then she was filled with resentment and confusion, "Isn't he already gone? Didn't he slip away after playing with me? Now, what are you doing now? Who is him?
It's a woman!"
Liang Xi naturally didn't know what Wenya was thinking now. He jumped down from the wall with a smile and stopped Mo Nan and Wenya.
The stars were still buzzing on the ground, and the crackling lightning shattered dense spider-web-like cracks on the ground.
"Hey, this beauty looks familiar. We should have met before. Otherwise, since we are so destined to do so, you call me a good husband, I won't beat my woman if you hit me.
I'm thinking about it, how about it?" Liang Xi's eyes looked back and forth on Mo Nan's low-cut long skirt's chest and half-exposed long legs.
With a thud, Wenya pushed away the gravel pressing against her body and stood up shakingly.
She looked pale and staggered, as if she was about to fall down in the next second.
"You are not dead yet, your life is really hard." Liang Xi said with a slight face, neither salty nor light.
The resentment in Wenya's heart suddenly surged out, and tears of grievance burst out in her eyes: "Who wants you to care! Haven't you discovered that I'm following you long ago! Don't you like to play with me? Now you see me being beaten up
You'll be happy if you're like this!"
The tears in his eyes and the dust on his face rush together, making Wenya look like a big flowery face, but she gives people a different thrilling beauty.
"Actually... it's really... it's quite funny." Liang Xi couldn't help but sniff.
Wenya was so angry that she wanted to step on her feet and stomp her a few more feet, but now she couldn't use any strength. She could only barely support her shaking body and look at Mo Nan in front of her resentfulness.
Mo Nan didn't look at her at all, which made Wen Ya feel as if she was so sad.
"Why, it seems like a different person--" Wenya felt like her heart was torn apart.
"Beauty, don't you speak?" Liang Xi looked at Mo Nan with playful thoughts, his eyes rolling around.
"What do you care about others? I have nothing to do with you. If she wants to kill you, let her kill me!" Wenya swallowed her blood and tears, cried to Liang Xi, and staggered forward.
go.
Mo Nan's eyes were storm, and several silk-like white lights swept quickly in her hands. As the cold wind whistled, a huge sickle suddenly touched Wen Ya's neck.
Wenya didn't expect Mo Nan would really kill her. She looked at the sickle blade that was getting closer and closer to her, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.
Suddenly a strong force came from her arm, and Wenya's body fell backwards involuntarily. She screamed softly, and the sharp blade of the sickle almost wiped the tip of her nose. The sharp sword light cut off the hair on her forehead.
A few, even eyelashes, could feel the light of the knife passing by.
A warm and powerful feeling came from my back. This feeling was never elegant before, and I was a little lost for a moment.
When she was stunned for a moment, she came to her senses, the tip of the sickle poked towards her neck again.
Wenya can even see the bitter snow on the tip of the knife.
Perhaps because of the warm feeling behind her, Wenya did not stare at a daze this time, but subconsciously shrank back. There seemed to be a voice in her heart that drove her to approach the warmth.
Almost at the same time, the crystal clear spear pierced out from Wen Ya's side with a sound. The tip of the spear shining with blue light collided violently in the air. A crisp sound of metal and stone collision came, and the dazzling Mars
Breaking out in the air, with a bang, the ground trembled violently, and the surrounding walls were sunk inward.