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Chapter 210: It's You 3
The hair was flying, and the endless momentum of the cold woman was pressing against Xiao Lu's breathlessness.
Xiao Lu was forced to take two steps back, and then a white light came straight towards her.
His figure flashed slightly, and he had just avoided the white light, but the next moment, another force hit her.
The feet slid on the ground, and the little green retreated straight,
There was a salty feeling in his throat, and Xiaolu vomited blood from her mouth.
She raised her head, but only saw the white light flashing in front of her. The next moment, her neck was tightly pinched.
"Do you admit defeat?" Jinghong asked, squeezing her neck, a smile on the corner of her lips.
Little Green was shocked.
"No……"
"Really?" The force in Jinghong's hand tightened even more.
"Don't give up."
You can't admit defeat. If you admit defeat now, you will lose Erin's face.
Erin's methods are very cruel. If he offended Erin, he would probably have to live a life worse than death in the future.
The people off the field have long been unable to recover from the changes on the stage.
At this moment, they only had one thought in their hearts.
This woman in white is so tough!
No wonder the aogu prince would like her!
Ao Gu Yi Han leaned against the side lightly, and a soft light emanated from his deep eyes.
How could his Jinghong be an ordinary person?
He raised his head and continued to look at the woman with flying hair on the field, the deeper the smile on the corner of his lips.
But Jinghong said that she was holding Xiaolu in her hand, looking at the few traces of unwillingness and unyielding in her eyes, and shook her head gently, "I won't kill you."
If she doesn't kill her, at best, she is just Erin's pawn.
Killing her is not good for her.
Jinghong turned his head and looked at Erin, who was pale on the side.
"Miss Ai, this competition is over here."
Erin clenched her fists tightly and resisted the urge to go forward.
She knew that if this was impulsive, her reputation would be really ruined.
Faced with Jinghong's provocation, Erin Zhishui narrowed his eyes slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Her sharp gaze swept across the little green on the side, and her eyes were full of warning.
Jinghong let go of his hand, turned his head and flew straight away.
After the competition ended here, she clearly had won.
It would be useless to kill her in full view of everyone.
However, at this moment, Xiaolu, who had just returned to her complexion, closed her eyes slightly, pulled the mysterious power to her whole body, and gathered it in her palm.
The next moment, he directly hit Jinghong's back. This palm used 90% of her strength.
Ordinary people who suffer this palm will not die or be disabled.
"Oh, come again?" Jinghong narrowed his eyes slightly, and the faint light flashed in his eyes.
It seems that even if she wants to let her go, it will be impossible.
So, just as the green figure approached, Jinghong suddenly turned around and gathered eight layers of mysterious power. She reached out and suddenly met Xiaolu's palm.
"Bang--" Another loud noise.
The green figure cut through the air and then fell hard not far away.
Jinghong turned his head away, and his cold gaze swept across Xiaolu.
"I have decided to let you go, so why do you have to seek death? Sometimes, blind loyalty will only kill yourself!"
Xiaolu fell to the ground, looking at Jinghong unwillingly, but in the end, she didn't say a word.
The internal organs and the huge pain □□ is enough to prove the power of Jinghong's palm just now.
A mouthful of blood was spitting out of his mouth, and Xiaolu slowly closed her eyes.