Chapter 215 Don't Cry, Don't Cry For Me

Zhou Weizhen's natural spiritual strength is not very good, and he still has the strength of Lingyu until now. In front of these two big men, he has no power to fight back.

"Stop!" Liu Shushen roared.

This silly boy, who obviously has no spiritual power, dared to run over with a broken stick. Did he think he didn't die fast enough?
"Yo, lover?"

The big man looked at Zhou Weizhen with amused eyes.

While the big man was laughing, Zhou Weizhen crawled towards Liu Shushen while supporting his head that was beaten into a pig's head.

He took out a dagger from his trouser leg and cut the rope on Liu Shushen's body directly.

When he was about to cut the spiritual weapon, he was dragged back by the big man again.

"So what if you untie the rope, if you don't have spiritual power, you're trash!"

"Little lady, just wait, wait for the two of you to get rid of this obstructive guy, and then come to caress you."

Facing the shameless words of the two big men, Liu Shushen also hated her teeth.

The two big men used spiritual power to continuously draw small wounds on Zhou Weizhen's body, which would not kill him, but it was enough to toss.

However, Zhou Weizhen insisted on holding back and didn't cry.

Little by little, he crawled towards Liu Shushen.

Tears rolled in Liu Shushen's eyes, and the next moment, Liu Shushen lay on Zhou Weizhen's body directly.

Those knives scratched her body, each knife was very sharp.

She knew that Zhou Weizhen would still hurt if he was pressed like this, but with her hands behind her back, she couldn't support herself, leaving room for Zhou Weizhen.

It would be nice if he could get some knives for him.

"Do you want to be a desperate mandarin duck?"

Seeing such a scene aroused even more interest in the big man's heart, and their knives became sharper and more frequent.

During the period, several knives were scratched on the spiritual weapon.

But this space allows her to mobilize only a little bit of spiritual power.

When she condensed, her spiritual power turned into a stream of light and went straight to Prince An's mansion.

Yan Jiujin, who received Liu Shushen's call for help, immediately rushed in this direction.

Liu Shushen knew that Yan Jiujin would come, she would definitely come.

"Fool, hold on for a while."

Yan Jiujin will definitely come to rescue them, and must hold on.

Zhou Weizhen, who had just regained his sanity, saw that Liu Shushen was blocking the big man's attack, and immediately jumped up, the blood from the torn wound covered Liu Shushen's body.

Liu Shushen, whose hands were restrained, couldn't turn over at all. Zhou Weizhen hugged her, and the knives fell on him one after another.

Liu Shushen could even feel the pain behind his enduring.

"Fool, fool!"

While crying, she called fool.

"Don't cry, don't cry for me..."

Zhou Weizhen, who lost a lot of blood and turned pale, wiped away the tears on Liu Shushen's face with trembling hands.

Unexpectedly, tears and blood were mixed together.

Zhou Weizhen smiled apologetically and said to her, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

It seemed that the big man was also a little impatient, and he directly picked up the big knife, ready to solve it all at once.

Liu Shushen suddenly felt relieved: "Fool, why didn't you use a dagger in the first place?"

It's so stupid to have to use a broken wooden stick.

"I'm afraid my teeth won't keep biting the rope." Zhou Weizhen said with a smile.

"What a fool."

Liu Shushen looked at him, just looking at him quietly, without any fear and fear before death.

It's like talking normally.

(End of this chapter)

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