Ning Xuemo's heart is beating! Her face was white, too. She clapped at his chest and said, "asshole, let me go!"
Shenjiuli doesn't dodge, but let ningxuemo clap his hand on his chest. Her strength is not small, which makes his body shake slightly. Finally, his arm is loose. Ningxuemo takes the opportunity to leap back three feet, far away from his breath.
She stood there, her fingertips shaking.
At first sight of him, her heart was beating like thunder. Before she could find the response to him, he would attack the serial killers in the snow clothes. One move was more cruel than the other. One move was more deadly than the other!
In a moment, her anger rushed to the top door. Why didn't he let her go?! Why should he kill xueyilan?!
She was so angry that she couldn't help protecting xueyilan. However, she didn't expect to be able to protect her. Instead, she was lifted up like a chicken, and then tightly encircled in his arms. The death of the encirclement made her almost unable to breathe through.
She struggled desperately but couldn't get rid of his shackles. She watched him boom again and again. She fell like a piece of rag. She was about to die
At that moment, all her blood rushed to her head!
Can he do whatever he wants by being a God?! Can we step on the dignity of anyone?!
Does he still want to take her back and stew with a copper cauldron?!
She struggled harder, but she couldn't take off for a while. Seeing that xueyilan was about to die under his palm, she couldn't help it. At the moment when she struggled out her arms, she also drew out the knife that had been hidden in the storage space, and didn't want to stab him in the stomach!
She just wanted to force him to let go, but she didn't expect to stab him or hurt him
However, she could not think of anything else at this time. After she clapped him again and escaped from the control of shenjiuli, she subconsciously stood in front of xueyilan, protected him behind her, blocked her chest with a horizontal knife, and watched him on guard.
Looking at the white robe between his belly and abdomen was quickly dyed red with blood, and the bright red color pricked her eyes.
Shen Jiuli looks down at his white robe, slowly raises his head, eyes on Ning Xuemo, looks at her like an old hen protecting her chick in front of the snow clothes LAN. The meaning of protection can't be more obvious
His face is even paler, and his arm that is about to fight falls slowly: "Ning Xuemo, you still choose him in this life?" His voice seemed steady, but he heard it with a few invisible tremors.
Ning Xuemo's head is roaring at the moment. When countless emotions roar in her chest, her brain is blank. She has only one instinct.
Can't let him really kill xueyilan! Can't let him take himself back and cook!
She took a step back abruptly: "God Jiuli, you and I have already given up! If you want to clean the door, come to me! Let him go! "
He announced to the outside world that he would sever the relationship with her as a teacher and apprentice. He would also clean up the door himself and not let any school interfere
Now he's finally here! Finally, it's time to clean up the door
The knife in her palm is still dripping with blood, so she pointed at her Dantian with the tip of the bloody knife: "do you want to take back the Kung Fu taught to me? You don't have to do it. I'll do it myself! "
She stabbed at her own Dantian!