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Chapter 179 Containing Qian Sleeping in the Underworld (6)
It was very powerful, but I squinted my eyes - after all, Helan Xiuchuan was seriously injured, and he could no longer control the overflow of his true strength.

The sound of pointing the wind into the flesh really woke up He Lanyou, together with Feng Qianzi and I shouted at the same time, he retreated quickly, like snowflakes rolled up by the wind, and moved out between heaven and earth without any weight.

However, He Lanxiu Chuan's lower fingers are like playing a piano, gently grasping and slowly twisting, hooking and sliding, making the heart beat faster, ink-line-like dim light continuously emerges from under his fingers, forming a continuous large net, sealing off all He Lanyou's escape routes .

In fact, there is still a direction to retreat, but in the blind spot that He Lanxiuchuan can't attack, Liu Cheng is holding Fang Yijing's body, his eyes are blood red and he raised his head.

36's subordinates are still trying their best to strangle the people brought by Helan Xiuchuan.

He Lanyou tossed and turned, changing eleven body techniques in an instant, but in the end, there was no way to retreat.

Helan Xiuchuan's gentle fingering suddenly changed. With a flip of the palm, the fingers turned into palms, and the charm turned into wind and thunder. When he raised his hand, there seemed to be a force to move the wind and cloud, arousing Zidian and alarming Jiuxiao, with an indomitable and domineering momentum , came down in anger.

I can't move my fingers by myself.

If at this time, someone can strike with a silver thread to distract He Lan Xiuchuan's attention, He Lanyou's danger will be resolved immediately.

And the silver thread is in Mu Xin's hands.

I turned my face slightly, and the man beside me, with snowy face and bloody eyes, quietly looked at Fang Yijing who shrank into a baby on the ground. In his hand, blood was bright red.

I turned my head vigorously, I didn't even have the courage to look directly into his eyes, I didn't even have the courage to let him notice the slight hesitation and hope in my eyes, no, I can't, what did He Lanyou do to him just now?In this situation, if I reveal any part of my inner hope and hope for his help, I will be too cruel to Mu Xin.

But let me just watch him die...

I bit my lip, rushed forward, raised my hand, hit something, and then retreated quickly.

"Look at my Heavenly Extinction Needle!"

The long hair fluttered in the wind, pulling it into a black and bright flag, but there was no twirling posture, He Lanxiuchuan didn't turn her head, as if she had never heard of it, my heart sank.

After all, he couldn't be fooled after some pretentiousness, or, even if he borrowed the reputation of hidden weapons that only existed in ancient rumors, it still couldn't offset his determination to kill He Lanyou no matter what.

With a frontal attack, no one in the world is likely to be He Lan Xiuchuan's opponent. The palm wind is approaching, and there is no way to retreat, but He Lanyou calmed down. Smile.

The face in that smile is finally blurred in my tears.

"call out!"

The familiar sound of breaking through the sky makes me look back in panic. The figure in white clothed in the hazy shadow of tears raises his hand independently in the sand, as elegant as a poet's new good sentence, but in the sentence that belongs to Gao Hua and belongs to Mingguang, I can only see it Draw the helpless bleakness and the heaviness of love.

The silver thread passed over my cheek, as if it had eyes, it pulled He Lanxiuchuan's wide and rolled sleeve, and wrapped it around quickly with a lively sound, binding his left arm tightly in an instant.

It's the hand that didn't exert palm force, but Mu Xin was right, only the empty hand has a gap to exploit, He Lanxiuchuan's palm is full of real strength, and the silver thread may be inch by inch before it even flies close. fracture.

With a desperate pull, Mu Xin's face turned even paler, He Lan Xiuchuan leaned slightly, his left arm was tied, half of his body could not turn properly, and the palm of his right hand suddenly froze.

This stagnation is enough.

He Lanyou has already soared into the sky.

He Lan Xiuchuan sneered, but ignored the silver thread on his arm, and immediately rose to the ground, immediately stretching the silver thread straight, trembling, Mu Xin's hand was already bleeding again, and even the sleeves on his arm were covered with blood. Not broken.

The purple shadow soared up like a flying phoenix, and actually lifted Mu Xin's feet slightly off the ground. If he didn't let go at this time, if He Lanxiuchuan's true power retaliated against him under extreme anger, Mu Xin would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

However, Mu Xin sneered, and slowly wrapped the stretched straight silver thread around her wrist, one circle after another.

Then lean back decisively.

In the morning light, everything was so clear, that strange arc that was almost lying on the back, the huge pulling force, coupled with Mu Xin's own weight, while intending to slowly drag He Lan Xiuchuan down, also made the sharp silver thread , cutting into Mu Xin's wrist with a force that could almost split bones.

What is he going to do!
I rushed over, desperately pulled out Zhaori, and slashed down.

There was a clang, very light and thin.

The silver thread broke.

With tears all over my face, I shouted: "Mu Xin! You fool! I don't want you to save him!"

I rushed over and grabbed his wrist, and started to tear my clothes to wrap his wound in a panic, but after hearing his soft words like Shen Yin, I stopped and became a puppet.

The sun in the deep winter has no warmth, sprinkled on his slender eyebrows, and can't stain his pale cheeks red, but the voice, warm and broad, hits the surging blood in my heart.

"But you don't want him dead either."

I don't want him dead, you know, so you, desperate to save him?
I shook my head, but I didn't know why I shook my head so crazily. It seemed that shaking my head so violently could shake off the guilt and sadness in my heart, but he just smiled, knowing it very well, and said lightly and coldly: "Don't feel guilty." , I didn’t say no to revenge, one day I will fight him fairly to recover this debt for Uncle Fang, then, Huai Su, don’t blame me.”

I calmed down and looked at him. The grievances and grievances in the bones of this cold-looking man were clear and resolute. It was a kind of trembling strength, just like a sharp sword hitting a bluestone with long strokes, splashing out bright stars. It was an unforgettable shock and intensity. .

He said he wanted revenge, and I believe, just as I believe, that in this life, he will always put me first in difficult struggles and choices.

If so affectionate, what reason do I have to fail again and again?
Taking a breath, I said: "I understand, you just don't want him to die like this in the hands of He Lanxiuchuan, and if you don't want him to die because of this, I will feel guilty and sad, but there is no reason for you not to seek justice for Uncle Fang, Mu Xin , Don't worry, from now on, I will support everything you do from now on, and I will never bear it."

(End of this chapter)