Because Wen couldn't hurt them at all, he could only focus on defense. Round after round, they attacked one after another. After several rounds, Wen became a little irritable.
"Mo Ming, find a chance to cut the thread on their necks!" Wen chuyang said, the folding fan in his hand swung, hit a strange man on the head, hit him flying, and hit the opposite table, smashing the table apart.
"I see." Mo Ming's dark green eyes were fixed on those strange people, so they cooperated with each other very well.
Whenever a strange person attacks, Wen chuyang deliberately shows his flaws and makes them stay by his side for a long time, so Mo Ming's petite body shuttles among these strange people, avoiding their attack while waving his small claws to cut off the thin threads on their necks one by one.
When the thin line was cut off, the strange man seemed to lose his sense of action and kept his posture just now.
"Very good!" As more and more strange people stopped moving, the expression on Wen chuyang's face also relaxed a lot, holding me, floating body, while luring more strange people to come, while creating opportunities for Mo Ming.
Before long, all the necks of the strange people were cut off. They were like statues standing there with rigid bodies.
"Hu..." after Mo Ming cut off the thin thread on the last strange man's neck, his limbs fell to the ground gently and breathed a breath, obviously with a sense of fatigue. It seems that the injury on his body has brought him a great burden.
"Now it's song Meimei." Wen chuyang looked at Song Meimei standing in the same place, motionless, frowned and said, "there is no thin thread on her body, that is to say, her spiritual consciousness is completely controlled by the corpse poison."
"What about that?" I look up and ask Wen chuyang.
"When you can't think of the best way, use the most direct way." With a smile, Wen chuyang turned the folding fan in his hand and said, "clear the poison for her after you faint."
Simple and rude! Sure enough, it's the most direct way.
At this time, Wen chuyang suddenly frowned, suddenly raised his head and looked toward the direction of the second floor.
"What's the matter?" I saw that his expression had changed obviously, and my heart also trembled and asked anxiously.
"Here she comes!" Wen chuyang stares at the direction of the second floor, a pair of evil eyes full of fierce, making his whole person suddenly become cold.
"The thousand year old female ghost who controls Tan Xiaomin's body?" I also looked up in surprise to see the direction of the second floor.
"Sure enough, she's playing tricks again Wen chuyang raised a corner of his lips, showing a sneer of disdain, "lady, we first solve this little girl in front of us, and then go to find her to settle accounts, OK?"
With that, Wen chuyang drew back his eyes and looked down at me. His eyes were firm and he said to me in an irrefutable tone: "no matter what you say this time, you can't stop me any more! If you let her go again, I don't know how many people will die in the future! "
"..." I looked up at Wen chuyang, looking at his serious expression, and I knew what he meant.
Although I always wanted to save Tan Xiaomin, I failed every time. Every time I tried to stop Wen chuyang and let her escape at the most critical time. As a result, one incident after another happened and one innocent person after another died.
I'm guilty of thinking that way.
"I know!" I bit my lips hard, and my hands holding Wen chuyang's skirt tightened unconsciously. "I won't stop you."
"That's good." Wen chuyang patted me on the head with a smile, "I can understand your feelings and thoughts, but we can't limit ourselves to saving one person now. We should consider the overall situation, so as to save more people."
"Well." I nodded solemnly, "I see."
"Let's get rid of this song Meimei first." Wen chuyang said, then released me, said to me: "wait for me here."
"Good." My hands also loosened Wen chuyang's lapels. As I left his arms, my heart suddenly became empty. I don't know why, I suddenly began to feel nervous and uncomfortable.
This feeling is very bad, as if to predict something.
Watching Wen chuyang turn and float to song Meimei, I subconsciously reach out and grab his sleeve, as if I don't want him to pass.
Suddenly I grabbed the sleeve, Wen chuyang action meal, turned to look at me, asked me with a smile: "what's the matter, lady?"
"I... Have a bad feeling." I honestly told him how I felt.
"Don't worry." Wen chuyang said, also winked at me, "just deal with a little girl, I won't be cruel to her!"
"Be careful yourself." I nodded, which reluctantly released the sleeves of Wen chuyang.
"I see." Wen chuyang said with a smile, turned around and flew in the direction of song Meimei.
Song Meimei stood in the same place, and saw Wen chuyang coming, half bowing, his eyes staring at him, and his mouth whimpering from time to time, just like a wild animal whistling.
In the blink of an eye, Wen chuyang has rushed to song Meimei, and song Meimei seems not afraid of Wen chuyang. Instead of dodging, she rushes up against Wen chuyang.
Raise a hand to come, toward the body of Wen Chu Yang to scratch past.
Wen chuyang's body revolved in mid air for a week and easily avoided song Meimei's attack. He raised his hand and hit song Meimei's back neck with a folding fan.
This time, I can see that Wen chuyang didn't do his best, because although the action was fast, it wasn't heavy.
If this time Wen chuyang can hit, song Meimei is at most knocked unconscious by him and lost the ability to resist.
This time even I can see very clearly, but song Meimei did not dodge, but suddenly looked up at Wen chuyang, watching him attack her.
At this moment, I saw a strange smile on Song Meimei's face.
This smile is like a plot that has been planned for a long time has finally succeeded at this moment.
My heart suddenly trembled, subconsciously took a few steps forward, eyes staring at Song Meimei, do not know what plot she has.
Song Meimei didn't dodge. Obviously, Wen chuyang was quite surprised, but he didn't choose to retreat, instead, he continued to attack. He must want to solve this problem quickly.
Just at the moment when Wen chuyang came over completely, when his folding fan had hit song Meimei's neck, I saw song Meimei's hand suddenly took something out from behind, and then threw it on Wen chuyang's body.