The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 1097 Ah Huan, It's Me

Luo Xun then set his eyes on Qi Jinghuan.

Waiting for him to be completely destroyed.

The world changed suddenly, and the frenzied wind blew loudly, as if it wanted to swallow everything in the world.

In the dark sky, there was a sudden thunderclap, and thunder after thunder split the dark night sky into two halves, and the sound of thunder shook people's hearts.

Xia Hou Yihan held the hilt of the sword, and looked towards the dark sky with strange eyebrows, and he looked at Luo Xun again: "How long will it take?"

Trapped by the Demon Slaying Formation and injured by the Demon Slaying Sword, although Qi Jinghuan could see that his face was already ugly, there was no sign of his soul being dissipated at all.

Hong Ling, who was retreated from the hexagonal star formation, looked at Qi Jinghuan in a daze, her pale face remained unmoved, her tears flowed down uncontrollably, she kept praying in her heart that Qi Jinghuan would be fine.

She suddenly rejoiced that now that Rong Rong is here, if Rong Rong saw this scene with her own eyes, she would definitely go crazy.

Just after she flashed this thought, a shrill sound that pierced the night sky suddenly rang out in everyone's ears.

"Ah Hwan!"

Xie Wanrong, who was wearing a crimson loose skirt, flew to the ground.

Her voice was torn apart, and her beautiful facial features were almost distorted. She stretched out her stomach, ignoring her own physical condition, and flew onto Qi Jinghuan. She stood in the hexagonal star array, crying out of breath.

"Ah Huan, Ah Huan...Look at me...I'm here...I'm here..." Xie Wanrong hugged Qi Jinghuan's body with trembling hands, his fingers were covered with wet and sticky blood.

Her eyes were red, and she frantically asked Xia Hou Yihan who was holding the sword hilt, her voice cracked and sharp: "Why! Why! What did we do wrong! Why!"

She roared like crazy, supporting Qi Jinghuan's body with blurred eyes: "Ah Huan, you... answer me... okay..."

Qi Jinghuan's body moved in embarrassment, the blade of the Demon Slayer Sword seemed to be imprinted in his body, draining his strength.

One of his pupils was dark purple and the other dark black, he slowly focused his gaze on Xie Wanrong, and said in a weak voice, "Wan'er..."

His voice paused for a while, Xie Wanrong kept nodding: "It's me, Ah Huan, it's me..."

Xie Wanrong grabbed his body, trying to infuse her with strength, but just as the power from her palm was injected into his body, Qi Jinghuan suddenly lost color, and a mouthful of blood spilled from his mouth.

Xie Wanrong withdrew his hand in shock, he was counterattacking, counteracting her strength.

She couldn't imagine a day without Qi Jinghuan in the future.

It is unimaginable that the child in her womb loses her father, and it is even more unbearable. Her Ah Huan disappeared forever in the world.

She doesn't want to!
She looked at the Demon Slayer Sword that had been submerged into Qi Jinghuan's belly, her golden red pupils suddenly tightened, and she swept towards Xia Hou Yihan and Luo Xun viciously.

The cold eyes penetrated directly into Xiahou Yihan's heart.

Xia Hou Yihan took a step back, he opened his lips and teeth: "Little Wanrong, he is a demon..."

"Don't call me by my name!" Xie Wanrong yelled, her eyes were blinded by blood, she stood up little by little, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, every word, every word, every sentence was as cold as ice, hit Xiahou Yihan heart.

"The thing I regret the most is that I didn't kill you when I met you! Xiahou Yihan, I will kill you! I will kill you!"

If Qi Jinghuan died, she wanted all of them to be buried with her!

Xie Wanrong felt that she was about to collapse, she braced her powerful consciousness and scanned everyone present.

(End of this chapter)