Chapter 613: she's fine

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She punched her hard to the table.
At this moment, Diyun's eyes glowed with a faint red light, like a fairy who fell into the magic road. Two incomparable temperaments gathered on his body, which looked gloomy but independent.
The woods were floating around, and the last living man was easily crushed by Di Yun's neck. He threw it away, but the man's body did not fall to the ground, but fell on several other corpses, causing a fallen leaf to cover body.
Silence descended, Di Yun raised his head slowly, his hair was scattered in front of his forehead to cover his eye, and the other eye was more subtle.
There was a smudge of blood on his cheeks, and he ignored killings, only killing and death in his eyes.
"Nanxiang." Diyun looked coldly at the corpse in front of him, evoking a sneer.
Behind him, Nan Xiang stepped forward, watching the master carefully, waiting for his command.
Emperor Yun lifted his long middle forefinger to wipe away the blood stains on the cheeks. The unstoppable murderous spirit had not yet converged, and the eyes glowing with bloodthirsty flashed the breath from hell.
"Keep an eye on the ghost to kill the lair. No one is allowed to let it go. The king must resolve it himself."
Nanxiang looked up in surprise and was about to persuade him. When he touched Diyun's blood-stained pupil, he no longer had the courage to say it.
In the end, he concealed his concerns, and Shen Sheng answered, "Subordinates obey!"
However, Di Yun Tongren suddenly tightened.
Nan Xiang looked up and was startled.
Sure enough!
A touch of black gas gradually rose from Di Yun's eyebrow, but for a moment, the faint black gas became more and more ...
Emperor Yun's eyes were stunned for a moment, and the internal force erupted suddenly. The thick black gas gradually dissipated, and finally he was forced to suppress it.
"Why are you still here?" Diyun chuckled, looking at Nanxiang, who was worried.
What Nan Xiang was about to say, Emperor Yun's originally unemotional Leng Yanhu's eyes suddenly flashed a light, his blood color faded, his eyes suddenly turned to the stadium.
It's her breath!
He couldn't help thinking of anything else, and rushed out of the wood like crazy.
At this moment, Qiao Yu and others had surrounded the original ring platform, and the crowd was crowded, and a familiar white robe corner was faintly seen.
Di Yun's heart had never beaten so hard, and even the hands on his side couldn't help shaking wildly.
Yeer ...
Standing at the outermost edge, Mu Lanting saw his arrival, and hurriedly sideways gave up the position. Others felt the terrible breath and immediately gave way to the side.
Everything was clear, and Diyun finally saw the white night surrounded.
Suzaku stood behind her holding the ball.
And she was holding a large piece of satin torn from her shirt.
In the satin, a pair of small white tender meat claws were stretched out, scratching wildly on her chest.
She was tightly wrapped in a cloak that was originally worn by Mr. Kazama, her face was weak and pale, and her hair was slightly chaotic. Even so, she did not forget to raise a gentle smile at him.
In the brow between the wind and the brow, Ye Mingxia smiled softly. Everyone laughed happily, with comfort and joy in their eyes.
All this, telling him ...
She's fine, she's fine.
He and her children are fine ... all fine ...
"You're here." Bai Ye turned to see Di Yun, his eyes paused for a moment in front of his blood-stained clothes, and pretended to yell angrily: "This bunny can toss me to death! Hey, still standing there Why? That's a good thing for you, but let's see? "