If this situation continues, the other party will definitely die. At this moment, Gu Li did not go up immediately. Although she is here, she may not be able to save people!
"Get away!" Wucang roared angrily, followed by another dull fist knocking on the body of the unconscious man. The opponent just paused for a moment and continued to pounce forward. The encirclement also followed this without lethality.
It gradually shrank due to attacks.
The music in his ears gradually became harsh. Gu Li frowned and looked at the man playing the flute with gray eyes. He frowned. When his eyes moved, a beautifully framed painting appeared in front of him, calm and calm.
When his eyes saw the content on the painting, he opened his mouth slightly in surprise.
The woman in white clothes stands proudly with a long sword in hand. She has long willow eyebrows and cold eyebrows, and she is looking where she is with a hint of murderous intent... So detailed and so similar, the person in the painting is actually herself!
Is this what he painted?
His eyes fell on the man who was desperately resisting, his eyebrows gradually opened, and his figure moved quickly, opening a gap in the surrounding circle.
"Why are you here?" After having some time to breathe, Wucang looked at the beautiful figure in front of him and asked with complicated emotions. At the same time, he also took the time to escape from the small encirclement.
"Your men begged me to save you!"
"I almost killed you once, why did you come to save me?"
He looked coldly at the intact body of the person opposite him, stretched out his hand to pull him over, and gathered strength with his calves to kick away the person who was about to pounce. "You misunderstood, I am not so kind. The reason why I came is just because these people are just right."
The same person who once wanted to kill me!"
He deliberately emphasized the words 'the person who once wanted to kill me', ignored the hint of loneliness on the other person's face, and pulled out the long whip tied to his waist for him, "If you want to survive now, you have to rely on yourself!"
"These people are here to kill me. It has nothing to do with you. Leave now!" Staring down at the red whip in his hand, Wucang stood in front of Gu Li as if he had regained his strength, and at the same time swung the whip fiercely until
The whip sank into the opponent's flesh.
"I said, you misunderstood, I killed them for myself!" His body remained still, letting the person in front of him work hard to block all dangers, his cold eyes seemed to be hiding something.
"Yes!" The eyebrows of the sword raised slightly, and the whip rolled over a person again, twisting the other person's neck.