Chapter 883 Injury

No matter what other people say or think, for the people in it, the only thing that matters is what is in front of them.

"Bastard, get out!"

Sensing Pan Ronghuan's approach, Fei Chen, who was already very upset with this man, was even more sensitive to feel the strong hostility from him, and immediately abandoned Honglian without hesitation, and regarded Pan Ronghuan as the first target to deal with.

Although, the man's extended arm is obviously much less destructive than the whip.

But Fei Chen, a big boy who looks innocent and has a serious expression, also has his own ideas——

"Bastard, Benlong took half his life to get his daughter-in-law. You bastard came out and wanted to destroy Benlong's good deeds. I will never let you succeed! Not only will I not let you succeed, even You don't even want to touch a single hair of Yanzi, and if I catch you, I will eat you forever!"

With a beauty in his arms, it's impossible for Fei Chen, the hot-blooded little dragon, to remain indifferent.

although,

With a human body, he was really nervous at the beginning when fighting the enemy with one hand. It is true that he was in a hurry and tired of coping, but the dragon's power is not for nothing. Within five moves, he had already adapted to the red lotus. rhythm.

The reason why he has been in a stalemate in the situation where he can neither catch the opponent's whip nor let the poisonous snake-like whip hurt himself is not because of his little thought, wanting to enjoy the beauty for a while. soft.

Now that Pan Ronghuan suddenly intervened, he just wanted to get rid of this guy as quickly as possible, and then continue to confront Honglian. As for the injury...

If the skin and flesh of the dragon clan are so easy to break open, and the mainland is the strongest, wouldn't it be a big joke!

but,

Facts have proved that there is a price to be paid for being greedy for the favor of a beauty——

"Tear!"

Pan Ronghuan was blocked by him and retreated, but the tricky whip tore through his clothes and touched his flesh. Although the skin didn't really bleed, the internal force that entered the body along the tip of the whip was enough for Xiaolong Drink a jug of it.

more importantly:
"You are hurt!"

The moment Feichen was injured, the shy Yunyan suddenly changed her face, she was like a sober tigress, angry and frightened, her eyes were bright and clear like stars at night, charming but hard to get close to, even her words were full of gunpowder , very dangerous.

"It's okay, don't worry, leave it to me."

At this time, regardless of any rivals or opponents, Fei Chen tightly held Yun Yan's slender waist, and put the other hand on the back of her head. While answering bluntly, she exerted a little force, trying to press Yun Yan into herself in the arms.

but,

Dream, wake up and wake up.

Is Yun Yan the kind of person who forces herself to go back just because of a perfunctory sentence full of flaws, deceiving herself and others?

"Fart!" Slapped Fei Chen's paws away and stood up. Before Yun Yan could say anything, she caught a fast approaching black shadow out of the corner of her eyes, "Be careful!" Her terrified voice was distorted.

At the critical moment, the only thing she can do at this moment is follow her instinct to throw the opponent down to avoid harm.

The sharp cracking sound...

In tense moments, it seems that even time slows down because of worry.

In slow motion, as the whip fell inch by inch, Honglian's scarlet lips, as if she had just drunk blood, and her seductive eyes, slowly pulled out a bloodthirsty and cruel arc.

(End of this chapter)

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