Yan Shengjie pressed Zhi Xing against the wall, raised his fist, and was about to drop it.
Zhi Xing had long since lost his strength and kept panting. He raised his eyes and looked at him, "Jie..."
This call seemed to make Yan Shengjie regain some sense. His evil eyes froze, and his fist suddenly swung to the side and hit the wall hard. Immediately, blood dripped down his knuckles.
Zhi Xing was shocked and wanted to check his hand, but Yan Shengjie pushed him away. He gritted his teeth and said, "Listen to me and leave quickly..."
"Don't listen!" Zhi Xing rushed over and held his hand tightly, "If you want to die, just one piece! It's not like I haven't been hit before, and the worst I can do is die again!"
Yan Shengjie's breathing became rapid. He knew that in front of him was the woman he loved most, and he would rather hurt himself than her, but he couldn't help it. It was very hard to suppress the perfect evil face, and his eyes
Red, word by word, "Let's go!"
At the same time, he attacked her again, roaring in pain, "Let's go! Don't let me hurt you!!"
"No!" Zhi Xing raised his eyebrows, subconsciously grabbed something in his hand to resist, and closed his eyes tightly.
A gust of wind ruffled her hair.
The fist stopped when it was a few centimeters away from her.
After a while, Zhixing quietly opened his eyes.
Yan Shengjie's frantic eyes fell on the thing in her hand, staring at it for a moment. Gradually, his eyes seemed to become calm and stable.
It was only then that Zhixing noticed that in desperation, she grabbed the cane!
The shiny black cane reflected colorful and mysterious soft colors in Yan Shengjie's dark eyes. Looking at it, he couldn't help but loosen his fist, and his eyes fell on Zhi Xing again, his eyes rippling slightly.
, slowly revealing deep tenderness.
"Weaver Star..."
Although she couldn't figure out the reason, Zhixing knew that he had woken up! She stepped forward in surprise, "Jie, are you..."
His narrow eyes were slightly closed, and the color in them was gone. His tall body suddenly fell towards her. He had already exhausted all his physical strength, and the violent movements accelerated the spread of the poison!
"Jie!" Zhi Xing stabilized his body, and as soon as he raised his eyes, he saw his livid face, so weak and helpless, like a dying drowning man who grabbed the driftwood, but could no longer climb up, so he could only
Let the torrent sweep away and swallow you up.
Seeing Yan Shengjie like this for the first time, Zhi Xing panicked.
"Jie! Jie!"
She slapped his handsome face with enough force to annoy him normally, but he still didn't respond. He lowered his head, his long hair covering his eyes, lifeless.
At this moment, a burst of wanton laughter erupted from the other side of the sarcophagus, "Haha! I finally got it! The ashes of the deceased are mine! Haha..."
Zhi Xing slowly raised his head, his eyes narrowed in hatred.
That bastard!
She's going to kill him!!
Holding the heavy cane tightly, Zhixing stood up slowly and walked step by step towards the man over there.
"cat……"
Behind him, there was a hoarse sound, very light, like a wisp of smoke that would dissipate at any time when the wind blew.
"Don't go..."
Zhi Xing clenched the thing in his hand and did not look back. His shoulders trembled uncontrollably. For a long time, he said, "Jie, being able to meet you, marry you and be your woman is something I will be grateful for all my life." Ang.
He started and said in a deep voice, "Don't forget our agreement."
That, the promise of the Sansei Stone.
Yan Shengjie leaned against the wall, looking at her resolute figure. He gritted his teeth and struggled to get up, but his whole body was eroded by poison and he couldn't move at all.
"Weaver Star..." He gritted his teeth, and because he bit too hard, blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.
Zhi Xing closed her eyes and pursed her pretty lips tightly. Suddenly she opened her eyes again, and there was a look of solemnity in her eyes.
Sha Man was holding a stone jar in his hand, his face was almost distorted with joy, and his purple eyes were so crazy that they were a little confused.
The ashes of the deceased, this sacred object that he thought was limited to legends, unexpectedly was actually found by him! As long as he has it, he will learn the most profound head-lowering technique, so that those who keep claiming that science can prove it
Look, all you idiots, what an ancient secret!
"This is mine, it's mine..." Seeing that his wish for so many years was about to come true, Sha Man couldn't control his excitement. He stared at the ashes in his hand with a fascination,
Like a lover.
"Bang"
The stone jar in his hand was suddenly kicked away.
"Ah!" Sha Man stared at the urn with wide eyes, and rushed to pick it up without even thinking.
Zhi Xing sneered, stepped forward, kicked him hard in the chest, and kicked him aside.
"Pa"
The jar of ashes fell to the ground and broke into pieces. The gray-white dust inside was scattered all over the ground.
"Ah! You can't do that!!" Shaman was about to rush over like crazy, but Zhixing was not willing to give in. He pointed at his head and held the cane all at once.
Sha Man suddenly stopped and stood there, motionless.
Blood dripped down his forehead.
Zhixing didn't give him a chance to react. When he was about to wave his cane again, he was suddenly grabbed.
Shaman turned his head little by little, locking her purple eyes and bursting out with cruel anger, like a demon, "You deserve to die!" After roaring, he was like a mad beast, grabbing the cane and shaking it hard, weaving stars.
She was immediately pulled and staggered. She gritted her teeth and refused to let go. Although she couldn't figure out why, she just had a feeling that as long as this cane was there, she could withstand his descent!
Just when he was about to fall to the ground, Zhi Xing turned over nimbly, and then rushed over, "If you like ashes so much, I will crush your bones and spread them into ashes!!"
"Bitch! I'm going to kill you!!" Sha Man's whole body was burning with anger, and he attacked Zhi Xing without mercy.
Zhixing narrowed his eyes. For the first time, he wanted someone's life so much!
She had never felt grateful for her experience on the uninhabited island, but now, she wanted to thank Black Python. If it weren't for him, how would she be as strong as she is today?
Sometimes, hate needs to be solved with pure violence!
Both of them were fighting for their lives, their strength increased sharply, and they wished they could kill each other in an instant! In terms of strength, they were about the same, but when it came to fighting skills, compared to Zhi Xing who had received formal training, Shaman had
She is still inferior! After all, those who have coached her are fighting masters like Yan Shengjie and Xiao Ai!
After Zhixing avoided his attacks several times, he turned around nimbly, spotted a flaw in Shaman's body, grabbed his cane, pointed it at his left eye, and plunged it in, "Come on, kill the monster!!"