Chapter 3369: The red-blooded teenager

A large wall of stone in the cave was broken.
The nightingale fell to the ground, looking at the direction of the embarrassment, the eyes were full of shock, shock and unwillingness.
"Wow--" spit out a blood, and the nightingale could no longer support the fainting.
Rao is awkward, Yan Yan, they don't want to kill.
However, I feel that it is not a problem to use several of them to stop the shackles.
However, everything that happened in front of us completely broke their illusions.
Just a hit, just a simple blow.
Then I killed the most powerful nightingale of them, and I didn’t even spend time.
The nightingale didn't even have a little effort to fight back.
Seeing the scorpion carrying the water sword, Sen cold eyes looked at Yan Yan, "Go away, otherwise don't blame me, you are welcome!"
This sorcerer of Yan Yan, who has always been arrogant, is actually stunned under the girl’s cold phoenix.
He narrowed his neck and hesitated to retreat. He lifted his foot and kicked him a few meters away.
Yan Yan slammed into the rock, his mouth licked his mouth and could not climb for a long time.
He tried to stop the cockroaches, but he was waved and sent aside. The movement is gentle, and she is also given an enchantment to prevent her from being affected by the sword.
Yan Yan saw this scene, it was so irritating to vomit blood, why is it so gentle to the cockroach, but so rude to himself. Obviously she did not offend her, and she was ready to retire.
At this point, there is no obstacle between Yu and Wei Zixi.
And the water spirit beads in the hands of Wei Zixi are more and more resistant to the erosion of the power of destruction, and the ice blue light is slowly dimming.
When the light is condensed, the power of the body is rapidly surging, and the sword in the hand is stabbed by the hand of the red energy line that Wei Zixi radiates.
Hey -! !
Blood splattered, and Wei Zixi's wrist cracked a deep visible bone wound.
The source of the turquoise wood touches his blood and spiritual power, as if the fire and water meet.
The water is sizzling by the burning of fire, but the fire is slowly being extinguished by the water.
I didn’t even think of it, Wei Zixi’s sword against himself did not even evade.
The hot blood splashed a few drops on her face, as if it were hot oil.
She held a sword in her hand and firmly reached the heart of Wei Zixi. She said coldly: "Give me the water pearl!"
Wei Zixi’s lips smacked a sly smile.
Whether it is the wound on his hand or the sword at the heart, he seems to have no idea.
The shimmering peach eyes seem to contain the deepest bottomless sea, and it seems to be condensed and inseparable.
He looked at him and said slowly: "Hey, you want to ignore the life for Ji Ming, but I don't want you to lose your freedom, become a beggar, and finally die for this stupid mortal world."

"For me, there is only one sister in this world who gave me a little warmth when I broke into the cold abyss."
The sword holding the hand trembled.
She knows that what Wei Zixi said is true.
She even knows that on the day of the praying ceremony, the reason why the Emperor’s squadron suddenly reversed was not what she or Ji Mingzhen did, but the man in front of her, who could not bear to see her die, so she gave up the original plan.
He didn't have a slight love for Wei Zixi, and even hated all the damage he did to Ji Ming.
But the unknown is different.
The red-blooded boy, the indifferent and quiet, has been with her to protect her teenager.