Xiang Xiaoyuan's delicate white face sank into the dark brown ground, with grief and worry in his eyes, as well as anger burning fiercely.
That big foot, stepping on her thin back, was full of unshakable hegemonic power and suppressed her whole person.
This is a form of imprisonment full of great humiliation.
"He will come, he will..." he bled to the corner of Xiaoyuan's lips, soaked the ground, and his eyes were firm.
The man in black in the small garden sighed softly, his voice was still gentle, and said: "we don't have much time to waste, girl, give you a choice, either you die or your uncle dies, you make a decision."
"Just kill it. Why bother?"
The handsome man with bald head, Qingyu, came over and looked at Xiang Xiaoyuan who was trampled on the ground. He couldn't help showing a trace of pity. "What a beautiful girl, but she was trampled like this, which made me feel a little distressed."
The voice was playful and strange.
"Small garden!"
In the distance, Liu xiangduan, who was seriously injured and dying, rushed forward, his eyes were about to crack and his eyes were congested, like a beast out of control due to rage.
The fierce spirit flashed in his eyes. "Elder, I've spared your life. Are you still so ignorant of life and death?"
Before the words fell, he punched out.
Bang!
Liu Xiangqian immediately flew out, his body cracked and his bones were broken. He was so badly injured that he couldn't get up from the ground.
"Put the garden, kill and cut, I'll accompany you to the end!" Liu Xiang lacked a hissing voice.
Qingyu smiled and stopped talking to him.
The man in Xuan clothes looked at the long skirt woman who was holding the book and studying it carefully.
The latter raised his head reluctantly, looked at the man in Xuanyi and said, "why do you always want me to make a decision?"
The man in Xuanyi smiled with a warm and pure smile and said, "well, I'll send this girl on the road. As long as you don't blame me for destroying flowers, you can only bully women."
The woman in the long dress couldn't help smiling, and a trace of ponder appeared on her plain and elegant face, "don't you worry, the Lin came and avenged the girl?"
The man in Xuanyi thought carefully and said, "what can I do? Do I have to give up the girl, kowtow on my knees, apologize and repent with runny nose and tears?"
At the end, he couldn't help laughing.
"You, a person who seems as gentle as jade, is actually the most iron hearted. Qingyu is more like a person than you."
The long skirt woman shook her head and looked at the scroll in her hand again. "I'll wait another half an hour at most. You can figure out how to solve it yourself."
The man in Xuanyi nodded, looked at the garden under his feet and said softly, "girl, don't worry, you still have half an hour to live."
"It's boring. If it were me, I wouldn't grind like this. Just blow it to death."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but look behind the long skirt woman. There was a man in plain cloth. He was silent and didn't say a word.
His whole body is clean, and his long hair in a bun is neatly combed. However, his appearance is not handsome, slightly mediocre, and even his breath is close to nothing. Standing on the side of a woman in a long skirt, he is easy to be ignored.
But when the green dog looked past, he had a touch of fear and a trace of fighting spirit.
But in the end, he refrained from trying to test the man in cloth and dared not mess around. Otherwise, he doubted whether he would be killed by one punch.
From beginning to end, the man in cloth didn't look at him, but Qingyu didn't care. He knew that in the eyes of the man in cloth, there was neither him nor the man in Xuan.
The only one who is really cared about by men in cloth clothes is the long skirt woman who is as elegant as orchid and simple and graceful.
"Girl, there's only half an hour left. You can tell me your last words. Maybe I can help you set up a monument or something with my kindness."
Qingyu was idle and bored. He squatted on the ground and asked with a smile. As he said, he stretched out his hand and pinched his face towards the garden. "If you don't speak, I'll tear your attractive little mouth apart."
"Whose mouth are you going to tear?"
A slightly abrupt voice sounded, ringing through the world, with a palpitating indifference and chill.
The green dog gave a meal in his hand and looked around.
The man in Xuanyi who stepped on Xiaoyuan picked his eyebrows and said with a gentle smile, "it seems that the other party still cares about you. Next, we need to see whether he can save you alive or you can die together."
As he spoke, he also looked up.
And the long skirt woman is still reading, as if fascinated, and the man in cloth beside her is still silent. On her mediocre face, like an eternal iceberg, there is no emotional fluctuation.
In the distance, a sharp figure appeared out of thin air, and came into the eyes of Qingyu and the man in black clothes, showing a color of great interest.
The eyes of the green dog are unbridled.
The eyes of the man in black clothes were tinged with a faint smile, which was an extreme smile of indifference, like the joy of waiting for prey.
It was Lintian who came. He looked at Liu Xiangqian, who was so badly injured that he couldn't get up, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
When seeing Xiang Xiaoyuan trampled on the foot of the man in black clothes, a pair of eyes narrowed imperceptibly, and a cold light flashed away.
"Brother Lin, don't worry about me. Take my uncle away quickly!" Make an anxious sound to the garden.
She was too aware of the horror of these people, one by one, to the point of despair.
Shua!
As soon as he dodged, he appeared next to Liu Xiangqian. He also put his foot on Liu Xiangqian, put his hands around his chest, looked at Lintian with an undisguised provocative smell, and said, "whether you come to die or save people, you must pass me first."
He picked up his thumb and pointed to himself. His eyes were fierce and arrogant. The bloody iris pattern in front of his forehead was frightening.
"And me."
The man in Xuanyi smiled warmly, "we have all heard your name and know your origin, but neither I nor Qingyu believe that anyone in the world can break the natural moat of the ancestral state in the top eight state."
Lintian was silent for a moment, suddenly smiled and said, "it's for me?"
"You can say so." Qingyu's eyes were fierce and joked, "how dare you play? As long as you can beat me, I'll let the old man who was beaten into a dog by me."
You can't calm down the little friend of the garden, or you can't help him with your anger...... "
Before he finished, he let out a dull hum, and his spine was crushed and cracked by the green dog's feet.
"Well, dare you? You're giving me a happy word." Qingyu grinned.
Lintian also smiled and said, "OK."
He raised his foot and took a step.
The light step had no rules, but the long skirt woman who was reading with her head down suddenly said, "be careful, Qingyu!"
Those who are familiar with Lintian may know what it means when he makes such a decision. Those opponents who died under Lintian are the most aware of how terrible Lintian is.
In an instant, the void in front of Lintian broke into a straight crack silently, and others had already appeared in front of him like a fast light.
Qingyu was a fierce man who had been killed for a long time. His face changed slightly. He tried his best to show his strength and hit a powerful fist to stop Lintian's sudden attack.
Lintian did not dodge, but let the fist hit him, and his big hand covered him like a cage.
Bang!
Qingyu's fist hit Lintian, but it didn't break Lintian's defense power. His fierce fist strength was crushed and worn out inch by inch, which made him realize something was wrong at the first time. His face changed again and he was about to change his moves.
Lintian's palm had covered his face, and the palm power was thin, which smashed the defense power of Qingyu like a bamboo. Then he grabbed Qingyu's neck with his palm fingers, and suddenly lifted him into the air.
There was no other reason. He was more worried about the green man's counterattack on the verge of death and killing the Liu xiangduan under his feet than killing him with one blow. Therefore, he would trap him at the first time.
At this time, Lintian was still ferocious and unmatched. He beat Liu Xiangqian, the emperor's ancestors, seriously and was dying. It was like carrying a chicken. The terrible and unmatched power of suppression was shocking, which was completely beyond anyone's imagination.
The handsome face of Qingyu is red and twisted, and her eyes are full of horror. It seems that she can't believe that someone in the world can catch herself with one blow.
"Little bald man, you have the courage to play with me?" Lintian looked indifferent, and his eyes were cold and mocking.
In the distance, the long skirt woman holding the Yellow scroll looked stunned and calm like her. At the moment, she also showed such an expression, let alone others.
The man in dark clothes who stepped on Xiang Xiaoyuan's body, with a warm smile like spring breeze between his looks, gradually shrank away. At this time, he showed that kind of coldness hidden deep inside.
"Friend, if you don't let go, you will admit your fate." The man in black narrowed his eyes and reminded him carefully.
"OK."
Lintian smiled, "you can keep your life first, but since he tried to provoke me to death and hurt my elder before, he must pay some price."
Click! Click! Click
Before the voice fell, the bones of Qingyu were broken by the power of Lintian's shaking hands, and the whole person was paralyzed like noodles.
After being severely hurt by such cruelty, he was cruel enough to bite his teeth without saying a word. Only a pair of fierce eyes were bloodshot and stared at Lintian, full of hate.
Bang!
Lintian didn't even look at him. He threw it at his feet like garbage. Then he looked at the man in black and asked:
"Are you sure you want me to pass you?"
There was silence and the atmosphere was oppressive.