Chapter 372

Although they were separated by a distance of seven or eight meters, Xiao Luo could still see Su Xiaobei’s delicate neck and was scarred by Wang Min’s sharp nails, which made his eyes burn and mad.

Wang Hao was involuntarily shuddered, but for her beloved man, she was willing to give everything, still holding Su Xiaobei’s neck, biting her teeth shouted: “Put the Crane Senior Brother, then use the other side The rope tied my hands and feet and I let her go, otherwise I am really welcome!”

After all, the fingers increased their strength again. Su Xiaobei’s face was flushed and filled with painful color. She struggled to get rid of Wang’s control, but she was just a four-year-old girl. How could it be Wang Hao’s opponent of this adult woman.

“slut, you let her Young Master let go of her!” Su Canye pointed at her roar.

“Su Canye, you have less waste in this ghost, you still want to pursue me, you don’t take the mirror to look after yourself, you are a muddy, even the Qing Brothers a little hair can not match, what are you pursuing? I.” Wang Hao shouted out in a sense of reason. Her beautiful face was somewhat distorted by the emotions of anger, not so good.

Su Canye’s face was blue and purple. He finally understood the meaning of the phrase “waking up” that Xiao Luo just said to him. This woman is simply not worthy of his pursuit, paying more, not as good as Guo Qinghe’s hook. head.

“Son name, you give me…”

Wang Wei is preparing to rush to Xiao Luo to drink a few words. As a result, the whole person will be stunned, because Xiao Luo is coming to her eyes like a momentary movement, expressionless Look at her.

In the next second, a big hand expands five fingers and looks like a poisonous snake to her neck. The overbearing slams her throat.

A strong sense of suffocation instantly came up!

Wang Wei unconsciously let go of Su Xiaobei, slamming and scratching the big hand that grabbed his neck, but the other party was completely motionless, she found that her feet slowly left the ground, so that they could no longer touch. To a solid place, the trachea and esophagus are strongly squeezed, as if they will burst at any time, and the endless pain sweeps.

Su Canye ran up quickly at this time, picked up Su Xiaobei, and carefully looked at Su Xiaobei’s neck.

Xiao Luo saw that there were several scars on the smooth neck of the little girl, and there were still a few skins broken, and some blushing blood oozing out.

Lightly smiled, softly said: “Beckham, close your eyes, don’t look at anything.”

“Ok”

Little girl grievances twitching, but still obedient, closed eyes nodded.

“Take care of her, don’t let her be asked again.” Xiao Luo rushed to the Soviet Union.

Su Canye’s determined nodded, just his negligence, this time he will never let anyone hurt Su Xiaobei.

Xiao Luo looked back and looked at Wang Wei, who was struggling in his hands, and smiled, and then the left hand went to the distant ground to catch it. Guo Qinghe’s Western sword that broke the sword’s head flew to him. Hands.

“Xiao Luo, you… what are you doing?”

In the distance, Guo Qinghe, a dog lying on the ground, is struggling loudly shouted. “She is the Master of the Master Master. You dare to hurt him. Hall Master will never spare you, JC will not let you If you are, don’t you come!”

Xiao Luo ignored him, the sword light flashed, the blood wave surged, and one of Wang’s arms had left her body, and blood was rushing out of her broken arm. The entire sword hall was filled with instant It has a strong bloody smell.

“Ah~”

Wang Xiaoli’s screaming, struggling, painful tears overflowing from the corner of the eye uncontrollably, this is a demon, this is a terrifying bloodthirsty demon, she looked at Xiao Luo in horror. I only feel the pain of the heart, feel the endless despair, and feel the breath of death.

Other swordsmen are horrified and pale, trembling in fear…

First interrupted Liu Fei’s right leg, and now directly cut off Wang Hao’s arm, so bloody picture, let each of them have a cold air in their hearts, Su Canye is no exception, no wonder called Su Xiaobei Close your eyes, is this guy going to kill? But now is the rule of law society, is it not afraid of being sentenced?

“you……”

Guo Qinghe mouth spurt blood came out. He and Wang Hao have always had unfair relationship between men and women. Although he has a wife, Wang Hao’s position in his heart can’t be replaced by his wife. Xiao Luo’s cruelty makes him fear. Wang Hao’s horror made him angry and distressed, and he could not wait to live Xiao Luo immediately.

“嗖~”

The Western sword that broke the sword head swept through the sky like a flying sword. The sound of a “pu” like a sword spurted in from his shoulder. He had a huge impulse, and he flew backwards. He finally nailed him. Died on the wall.

Guo Qinghe screamed fiercely.

Xiao Luo throws only half a life of Wang Hao throwing a sandbag into his front, and Wang Yi, whose neck is liberated, screams and screams at the greedy breathing air. The entire sword hall becomes like a purgatory. Guo Qinghe and Wang Wei are like two ghosts tortured in purgatory.

“What’s wrong with me?”

Xiao Luo smiled and rushed to Guo Qinghe and asked, his smile, at this moment for the people present, is tantamount to the devil’s jié jié sneer, making people feel chilly and tremble.

Guo Qinghe was afraid, really scared, and Xiao Luo’s heart slammed his strong fortress.

“Don’t you say that I am ungrateful? Isn’t that my heart is poisonous? Then I have to show it to you, why, don’t you want to say anything more? I can accept any shortcomings you said, even if there is none, I can immediately Yes.” Xiao Luo indifferently said.

“You devil…”

Guo Qinghe trembled and his face was full of horror.

“I like this title.”

Xiao Luo doesn’t care, who is right or wrong is not important, cruelty is not cruel or important, it is not important to violate the law. He only knows that he likes Su Xiaobei very much, who dares to hurt Su Xiaobei, that is the enemy, he has to bear his anger.

At this moment, a man of about 50 years old came in from the gate of the sword hall, dressed in an island kimono, his hair was almost white, wearing a pair of glasses, about 1.6 m, but he was scattered It is a kind of powerful power that is not anger and arrogance, which makes people feel fearful.

Middle-aged man swept the sight of the eye-sword hall and immediately asked: “What happened? What happened?”

When I spoke, I saw a oyster. It was exactly the same as the Chinese on the TV, and it was obviously an island nation.

He quickly noticed that Guo Qinghe was nailed to the wall and broke an arm. He was lying on the ground and covered in blood. His eyes were not round, and the whole person was stunned, just like the soul left his body, even his hand. The katana held was on the ground.

“Father…father…”

Wang Hao stretched out his hand in a difficult way, shouting weakly, because of the blood loss, her face was pale, not bloody.