Beautiful Sweetheart

Victor held up the black bamboo, which was like the scythe in the hand of death in the night. At least in Ningji's view, it was the weapon that was going to take his life.

Death is just around the corner, and Ning Ji's heart has been completely disillusioned. He just feels so sorry for the women around him, especially Lin Wei. This woman has paid so much for herself that he has to go first.

At this moment, Ning Ji doesn't know how many thoughts have flashed in his heart. Now he can only wait for death. All the energy in his body seems to have been drained. He doesn't even have the courage to move his fingers.

Are you going to die like this? Ning Ji's mouth is full of fishy sweetness. Are you not reconciled? This is natural. Who can laugh when he is dying? Who doesn't have a little regret?

Ning Ji sighs in his heart. He still has too much nostalgia for this world. He has not given Lin Wei happiness. He can no longer taste Liang Mengqi's perfect craftsmanship, can no longer be beaten by Cao Wan, and can no longer see Xia Tong's pure smile.

So much nostalgia, let Ningji how can watch death come to his head, but, in the face of this terrible Victor, Ningji is more than willing and less than able, such a powerful enemy, how can he resist?

It rained harder and harder, hitting Ning Ji. Suddenly, a cold shiver let Ning Ji suddenly wake up, as a man, how can there be no resistance to lead to death, that is too humiliating.

Even if you want to die, you have to die in the war. The eldest man was born in troubled times. He should take a three foot sword and make great achievements. Even if we can't make such a great contribution, we can't die too cowardly.

Ning Ji swallowed all the blood in his mouth. Anyway, it's all a death. Standing to die is more important than kneeling to die. Also don't know is where come of courage, let Ning Ji have already been pumped out of the body again gush out a strength.

Victor's black bamboo has been beaten down. This stick is very powerful. If it hits his head, his head will have to be smashed. It will be too miserable for his brain to collapse.

Ning Ji suddenly raised the sky and roared, and the blood flow speed in his body rose sharply. This is his ability to fight for his life. Although the side effects of taking the doctor's medicine slowed down a lot, there will still be fatigue in his limbs. If he can't escape in this short time, he will not even have the strength to run.

But it's all after that. Now it's time to wipe the mud and eat the radish for a while. There's no time to analyze the pros and cons. Ning Ji secretly decided that if he could survive this time, he would have to donate more money and accumulate more virtue in the future.

The change of Ningji's body surface made Victor frown slightly, but the speed and strength of the black bamboo's fall did not slow down at all, and still went straight to Ningji's head.

This method of speeding up the flow of blood is in itself overdrawn life potential and can't be used more. But at this point, Ning Ji doesn't have the strength in his body. Ning Ji feels that his body is getting weaker and weaker. His body has really reached its limit, and he will not be able to continue to maintain the current state. Is he really going to lose?

Ning Ji was sad in his heart, and his body also had a meal with his thoughts. But the fight between the experts was not a hooligan fight, but just a moment later, he might be caught by his opponent to launch a fatal blow.

This time, Victor didn't let go of the neutral gear as he did just now. He seems to have noticed that Ningji's power is declining. He has seen enough.

At that moment, without waiting for Ningji's reaction, Victor hit Ningji's chest like a piece of iron. Ningji flew out like a broken kite and stopped on the black bamboo.

"It's very good. It can be done to this extent. I admit that you are a worthy opponent." Victor goes to Ningji and pulls out the black bamboo on the ground. His eyes are a little surprised, but more murderous.

"Ghost bamboo!" Victor whispered a word, then the whole person's momentum suddenly and just different.

Ning Ji's body froze, and even an illusion appeared in front of his eyes. What he saw was a god of death in a black robe, with a bloody sickle in his hand, who was about to take away his precious life.

At last, there's the kill.