"Master!" Leng Xiaoyu, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't stand it anymore. He was angry and anxious and wanted to rush out and slap Yu Mei, the ignorant woman, several times, and he was about to chop down the two weapons.
Come on, she still can't dodge, even if she just needs to move, this damn woman doesn't have to hold on to their master even if she wants to die!
Ye Wuhen, with quick eyes and quick hands, clasped her arm tightly, glared, and said sternly, "What are you doing!" Ye Wuhen's voice was the most serious and coldest that Leng Xiaoyu had ever heard. She knew very well that,
At this moment, he was also very anxious in his heart, but this man also had a very strong tolerance. Even if he was extremely worried and anxious, he would not wander around anxiously like her.
"If I go to save my master, do I have to watch him die in front of us!" Leng Xiaoyu lowered his voice, but he still couldn't hide the anger and worry in his voice.
"What do you know!" Ye Wuhen's voice became a little deeper, and a hint of helplessness flashed across Jun's face. He shook off Leng Xiaoyu's hand and took a breath, as if to comfort himself, and as if to comfort himself.
He told Leng Xiaoyu and said in a deep voice, "I want to rush out more than you do, but Xiaoyu, the master has his own ideas, and the master will not joke with his own life! All we can help is to restrain those mummies..."
"Huh!" Leng Xiaoyu gritted his teeth, but did not refute Ye Wuhen's words. Indeed, the master was mature and steady in their hearts. He must have his reasons for doing this. She should be calm and calm.
Be calm and don't be impatient...
"Xiaoyu, look...!" Ye Wuhen suddenly spoke, startling Leng Xiaoyu. He gathered his energy again and looked over there. A light of hope ignited in their eyes.
Behind Yu Mei and Su Ruyan, a tall and muscular figure suddenly appeared. He held a golden spear and held up the big hammer and knife that were chopped off by the speed. The gravity on both sides pressed down. Nangong Xiu gritted his teeth and died.
Hold on, sweat dripping from your forehead...
"Damn woman, why don't you leave quickly! I can't hold on any longer!" Seeing that the little woman on the ground was still sitting still, Nangong Xiu roared through gritted teeth.
However, Yu Mei didn't hear it. She hugged Su Ruyan tightly, as if she had entered a magic barrier, blocking everything from the outside world. Nangong Xiu's legs gradually bent down, and his tall figure also became a little under the gravity on both sides.
Being pushed down a little bit, he gritted his teeth, held in his breath, raised his arms with force, and cursed loudly at Yu Mei's back.
"Damn woman, are you crying in mourning? Is that man dead? Are you so dejected that you are cursing him to reincarnate early?!"
brush-
One sentence succeeded in attracting Yu Mei's attention, but it was an extremely cold sight, with a bit of bloodthirsty and a bit of gloominess.
"Repeat it...!" With dark eyes and an icy tone, Yu Mei seemed to have completely ignored the weight of Nangong Xiu's hand. A pair of eyes, shining with bloodthirsty light, stared at Nangong Xiu closely, as if
As long as he says one more thing, she will send him to the west.
Nangong Xiu shuddered in his heart. This woman, I have to say, is really terrifying. A woman's body, a woman's eyes, can actually make him see the arrival of death. However, this is not what we are talking about now.
At that time, if this madman is not awakened, then they will have no chance of surviving!
