Chapter 368
Chapter 370 Four

The only left hand that was still able to move was stained in a pool of blood on the ground.

That was her blood.

As soon as the words fell, Dongfang Ji had already been ruthlessly pressed in front of An Ran by the fans.

The eyes are round, the side face is twisted and stuck to the ground, the hair is disheveled, maybe the emotion is so agitated that the veins between the temples are faintly visible.

Fen Tuan's sharp claws pressed tightly against the heart vein.

With that blow, Dongfang Ji's heart was broken. If the powder ball pulled the sharp claws away, he would definitely die within a moment.

His eyes drifted away, and finally fell directly on An Ran's body.

Opening his mouth as if to make a sound, finally,

trembling voice,

"Why...why?"

Just three words, it is already his limit, it seems that he is determined to hear An Ran's answer, gasping for breath, lingering on his last breath.

In an instant, Daozu fish meat, roles reversed.

The long black hair hung down, covering An Ran's cheeks.

Blinking his eyes, he looked at Dongfang Ji who was dying at the border of death, tilted his head, and smiled
Do not speak.

Dongfang Ji didn't give up, widened his eyes, exhausted all the strength in his body, and yelled at An Ran
"why!!!!"

When the voice fell, there was still silence.

Time was ticking, ticking, struggling for more than half, his heart was broken, and his breathing stopped.

he died.

His eyes widened, they were scarlet red, and he could not rest in peace.

Fentuan's sharp claws left Dongfang Ji's chest, and the blood stained the goose-yellow fur red.

Ben walked to An Ran's side, watching An Ran still looking at Dongfang Ji who had stopped breathing.

One side of the corner of his lips was raised, and a disdainful smile was withdrawn, and more, it was indifference.

hoarseness and weakness
"How can I let you know."

Only in this way can you die with regret.

Otherwise, how to repay your harm to me?
In fact, if Dongfang Ji didn't do all these things to Yang Anran, then the person who died must not be him.

He made a dense network of arrests, almost seamless, this room, anyone who enters will be restrained, he, set up a barrier.

Quite neglected, or in other words, missed one thing.

An Ran's weapon, colorful black silk, epic weapon.

If the weapon is not controlled by the owner, it is just a pile of scrap iron, that's right.

But Xiaoqi has developed spiritual wisdom and can understand people's words.

So the summoning of An Ran is so logical.

When Dongfang Ji was about to die, he was not reconciled, so he had many doubts in his heart.

Yang Anran has never been a bodhisattva reincarnation.

How could it be possible to let him die in peace?

He hurt her, even looked to persecute her.

She wants his life, so that he will die with peace.

They're even.

A complicated silver bracelet fell out of Dongfang Ji's arms, rolled around in a circle, and happened to stop at An Ran's left hand side.

He picked it up and handed it to the dough.

"For you, it should be a good thing."

Now that An Ran is like this, how can it have the mood to eat? !
Fen Tuan curled up her sharp claws, knelt and crawled in front of An Ran, her immature voice was full of anxiety

"An Ran, An Ran, I will take you away to find that big bad guy."

Even after taking the Rejuvenation Pill, An Ran's body was still terribly weak.

You can even feel the energy in your body passing away quickly.

One day and one night without a drop of water, the hamstrings were abolished, and the wrists were pinched.

Tsk, even if she wants to crawl away now, she can't leave.

Xiao Qi has already been wrapped around An Ran's wrist, with a faint silver light, containing a special metallic texture

"Master, Xiao Qi will take you up."

An Ran frowned, looked at Xiao Qi who was wrapped around her wrist, and wanted to smile,
hoarse way
"it is good"

Then, the silver thread was pulled away from An Ran's wrist, wrapping around An Ran's body round and round, as if enlarged to infinite length, for fear of hurting An Ran in the slightest.

Finally, put An Ran on the back of the dough.

The bracelet in An Ran's hand was thrown into the storage space.

It's not too late when she recovers.

She could feel that Xiao Qi was so careful that she would be broken if she was not careful.

A hoarse smile sounded, An Ran stretched out her left hand, stroked Xiao Qi, and put her hand on the soft fur of the dough.

"You don't have to be so careful, I won't die for a while."

The powder group walked out step by step.

childish voice
"Anran, don't talk anymore, wait for the fans to lead you to the big villain. He will save Anran."

The voice of speaking is trembling.

It can't wait to run quickly, to get to that person's side, but the An Ran on its body can't stand the toss at all.

Yang Anran stretched out his left hand, and pressed it on a ruby ​​bracelet on the lifeless right wrist, which was hanging on the side.

A light red light faintly emitted, and then, a red light and shadow formed in midair.

A well-crafted handsome face appeared on it.Coldness, indifference, all dissipated the moment he saw An Ran.

"Where are you."

An Ran leaned on the back of the fan's head, a little impatient and a little helpless.

The voice wandered in a low voice, with a tremolo, and reluctance.

After all, it turned into a warm smile on his face.His pale face was stained with red, his peeling lips opened and closed, and he spoke hoarsely.
"Qing Cang, Qing Cang, Jimo Qing Cang."

Every word paused, every word trembled.

I'm afraid that the deep love is entangled in this word.

The phantom heard in mid-air, not only did not feel any warmth, but it was even colder.

It's even rare to see the out-of-control side.

"Yang Anran, where are you?!"

An Ran cracked a smile on her lips and said hoarsely
"I don't know, Qingcang, I want to see you within half an hour."

The last sound fell, and the illusory figure in midair disappeared.

If it's more than half an hour, I don't know if I can still see you.

It was he who turned it off.

This is the first time.

At the majestic and majestic gate like a palace, Jimo Qingcang stood in the middle of a group of people who were fighting, the rolling ink waves in his eyes were finally stained with evil spirit.

Walking towards the door step by step, the body centered on itself, crackling lavender lightning, more and more fierce, and the color of the lightning is also deepening, dyed black, and the light purple robe embroidered with mysterious patterns is also blown by the air current Shockingly, they hunted and danced in mid-air.

Lips pursed, as if possessed by a demon.

Yuming, Yulin, Yuze.Flying wolf, flower snake, moon fox.All appear here.is fighting.

Until a tragic cry, one person fell to the ground.

The six people looked in the direction of the master.

startled.

The six of them made the same movement in unison.

Get out, get out!

Just as Hua Snake withdrew its front legs, a thunderbolt struck the person who was fighting Hua Snake, fell and died.

Until the six people gathered behind Jimo Qingcang, they saw this palace-like place, but it was like falling into a Rakshasa.

Every time Jimo Qingcang took a step forward, someone was struck by powerful lightning and died.

(End of this chapter)

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