1443. Chapter 1443 If everything can be done again 8
"You all have no objections, right? Then I'll hand over the Heaven-defying Beast Mirror to him?"
"Miss Ziyang, don't delay any longer. It's useless. Hand over the Heaven-defying Beast Mirror quickly. I guarantee that no one will dare to hurt you again."
The dark-haired man has a mature chest and a deep voice.
The whole person slowly came towards Ziyang.
With an unrivaled arrogance and arrogance.
"Haha," Zi Yang laughed, but she didn't understand the meaning of the smile. She suddenly stretched out her sword, "What if I just refuse to hand over!"
"It's not up to you!"
Zi Yang flew out: "Look at the sword!"
Half an hour has passed, Honghong will definitely be back soon, she is not afraid of a big fight!
"If it's a cunning little thing!" Not only the dark-haired man, but also others raised their swords.
Ziyang laughed loudly: "So what if you are cunning, you want to take something from me, unless I die here today!"
She still has to rely on the Heaven-defying Beast Mirror to return to modern times. She doesn’t want to stay here all her life and give it to others with nothing!
"What the hell, let's come together. We must fly away today to get rid of the renegade little witch here!"
Anyway, even if the competition is fair, it won't be their turn. It's better to go together again and see who gets what's for whom.
Suddenly, the heroes rose up again.
Yangyang held the blood sword in her hand and was not afraid of danger. She laughed wildly and saw the cold light flying. She rose into the sky, her beautiful figure was like an illusion and lightning!
The flash of swords and the shadow of swords, the bloody storm.
Warm and thick liquid kept splashing on her face, but her expression remained unchanged. She held the long sword in her hand and slashed at anyone she saw. A bloodthirsty factor was stimulated in her body, and her whole body was boiling with passion!
In my heart, a surge of overwhelming hatred arose.
If it weren't for them, why would she and Honghong have endured so much suffering?
If it weren't for them, she and Honghong would definitely be a couple of gods and immortals!
However, these people caused her death, caused her son to become a living dead, and caused her and Hong Hongdou to bump into each other for two thousand years before they met again!
She vowed not to be a human being if she didn't ask for this bloody debt today!
Hong Hong! Hong Hong! Come quickly! Let’s kill all these people to vent our anger!
"Honghong, where are you?"
She resisted everyone by herself, as if her eyes were red with blood, but Fu Hong still couldn't come over. She even doubted whether Hong Hong had returned to this world. She waved her sword and looked up to the sky with a roar.
At this moment, the situation changed.
A breath of death roared in with an momentum that was irresistible to all things.
Silver hair shawl, flying red clothes, standing out of thin air on the horizon.
For a moment, there seemed to be no sound between heaven and earth, leaving only that enchanting figure.
Honghong?
Yangyang looked excitedly at the red figure coming on the wind, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and she smiled seductively: Honghong, you are finally here...
The man who suddenly appeared looking at the end of the mountain, his demonic eyes that could not be looked directly at, locked tightly on Yangyang, who was standing proudly on the top of the mountain, and tears burst out of his eyes.
"Yangyang!!!"
"Honghong!" Ziyang suddenly flew towards Fu Hong and fell into his arms. Fu Hong looked at her with joy. Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes: "Yangyang, I didn't expect that we
Finally came back."
"Why did you come just now? Do you know that I have been waiting for you for a long time? Do you want me to die again?" Zi Yang, who had remained calm just now, suddenly softened and hit him hard in the ring.
On her chest, she seemed to be an aggrieved little woman, complaining and muttering: "I've been waiting for you for a long time before you came!"