Xiaoman was completely unhappy with Wen Qing's humility and just wanted to teach the handsome guy who sold blood steamed buns a lesson!
Seeing Wenqing heading to the sky, she stomped her feet, held a blue dagger, and followed her after her
Looking at the blue light that was chasing her, Wen Qing was angry! I thought to myself: I will show you mercy everywhere, but you will be cruel everywhere. It seems that if you don’t teach you a lesson today, you will never know what a world is.
In the blink of an eye, Wen Qing changed his position, turned around and turned back, and a red light suddenly crossed his chest.
The blue dagger in Xiaoman's hand seemed to feel something, and the sword light suddenly surged and gushed towards the red light.
With a loud "clang--" sound, two red and blue lights met in the air, and in an instant, illuminating the entire forest.
Xiaoman was hit by a huge impact force, holding a blue dagger, and fell to the ground in panic, shocked.
But what surprised her even more, then happened
The red light in Wen Qing's hand condensed into a red sword like a dream, igniting him with a raging fire.
His hair, clothes, and eyes became red like a fire in an instant
It's eye-catching, terrifying, charming and gorgeous!
"It seems that you don't know how to use the spiritual weapon correctly." Wen Qing raised his lips slightly, revealing a strange smile.
At that moment, Xiaoman felt that he was like a devil from hell!
But before she could come back to her senses, the red sword in Wenqing's hand had turned into nine rays of light, attacking her from all directions
Faced with such a quick change, Xiaoman had no time to react
"Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-Bang-" She was hit by nine red glows in succession, and her body flew backwards like an arrow from the string!
Until a loud "boom" sounded fiercely and hit the cliff
She felt the hard rock behind her break into pieces by her, dust flying over her nose, and the mask on her face instantly turned into pieces
The bones and flesh all over his body were so painful that they were heartbreaking, the pain was so painful that they were overwhelming, and the pain was so confusing.
She could no longer raise her hand, could no longer control her body, and could only watch herself fall to the ground
As the mask on Xiaoman's face shattered, Wen Qing saw a pretty face, a pretty face he had longed for.
However, the bright eyes on her face, which were as bright as stars, were slowly closing, falling to the ground with her body