Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 459 Seven Trees

  Yanxiao’s goal...

   is the green seven trees!

   Jiang Wang suddenly turned around, only to see that the already weak Green Seven Tree was punched through his abdomen again with a claw.

  He wanted to understand the reason in the electric light and flint.

  Understand why Yan Xiao made this choice.

  But how can he say it?

  How can Qingqishu not resist?

  Jiang Wang could only hold the sword tightly by himself, and chased after him.

The weak Green Seven Tree was suddenly pierced with a claw, and he wanted to scream in pain. He was not a tough and patient person. He was a man who would yell if he accidentally fell. .

  Subconsciously clenched his fist in his hand, and blasted Yan Xiao's neck.

  But at this moment, he happened to look at Yan Xiao and saw Yan Xiao's eyes.

  In the endless cold, there is a hint of expectation in the eyes.

  He understood.

  It is waiting for him to fight back!

  It caused damage to the green seven trees, which are the aboriginals of Senhai Source Realm and the samurai samurai of Senhai, so that it can be resurrected after death!

  Fist stop, stop in front of Yan Xiao, only the fist wind gently moved Yan Xiao's feathers.

  Even the fist wind is so soft, like a lover's touch, very careful, as if for fear of hurting it.

  Yan Xiao certainly understood that her intention was seen through.

  It was furious, it was frightened.

  It became more and more angry because of fear!

  At this time, the left wing was cut off, the chest and abdomen were penetrated by the sword, and there were still golden needles in the body. It has reached its limit!

  It has no way to escape, and it is already in a period of weakness. Leaving the swallow's nest will only make you weaker, and even these existing abilities will not work.

  It is impossible to escape.

  In response to the Green Seven Trees, he triggered his counterattack, so that his "death" was contaminated with the "cause" of the aboriginal people in the source world of Senhai, and the possibility of resurrection was realized.

  This is the best choice it can think of under the current situation.

  However, the samurai in front of him is so restrained!

  The kind of eyes that are extremely hateful and hateful, but extremely restrained.

  It made it think of death in an instant.

  True and eternal death.

  Over eight hundred years, Yan Xiao has never had such a moment of fear.

  It has never been the only thing that brings fear to others.

  It’s immortal and will live forever, how can it be afraid?

  Even if the bald head that was far stronger than these people had come, it had never been forced to this point.

  Because it was at that time, it was far stronger than it is now.

  Since its power has been lost irretrievably more than 500 years ago, it has been looking for new ways and new ways to grow its power.

  Continuously try and endure constantly.

  It has seen the way forward!

  And...there is such a group of people.

   attacked it, hurt it, and really pushed it to this point.

   Yan Xiao was furious.

  Especially the samurai facing it head-on.

   is just its food, its pets.

  How dare, how dare to look at it with this kind of eyes?

   Yan Xiao pecked forward, pecking a hole directly on the forehead of the Green Seven Tree!

  Pecked the skin, pecked through the flesh, pecked open the skull!

  Green Seven Trees crashed to the ground.

  Because of the strong vitality, the fallen green seven trees have not yet died at this time. His recovery ability kept hitting, but he returned without success before the hollow wound.

  And Yan Xiao had already stepped on him, staring at him coldly.

  It told the samurai with cold eyes.

  If you don’t resist, you will die!

  Qingqishu received it.

  This kind of information, this kind of threat, he completely received.

  Am I afraid?

   Am I afraid of you?

  Am I a person who is greedy for life and fear of death?

  I am a person who is greedy for life and fear of death.

  I'm afraid of Xianghun, I'm afraid of being killed by my friends or killing my friends. I know it's tradition, but I'm just scared.

  But am I afraid of you?

  Afraid of a monster like you?

   Green Seven Trees roared: "Come on!"

"come!"

"come!"

  Boundless hatred and anger burns the body and mind.

   Yan Xiao is very sane, but her posture is getting crazy.

  Aren’t you afraid of death?

  It doesn’t believe it!

  Even it will be, even it will be afraid!

  It feels its own weakness, and in this state of weakness, it becomes more and more ruthless,

  The black light is soaked, the bird's beak is pecked and pecked again!

  Qingqishu’s forehead was pecked out of a row of holes.

  Even his left eye, even his face...

  But he just didn't move, he just yelled.

"come!"

brush!

   Yan Xiao’s attack came, and Jiang Wang, too.

  Sword light flashed like frost and snow.

   is frantically attacking the Green Seven Trees, Yan Xiao, who is making the last fight, has his head flying.

   Jiang Wang finally arrived.

  It only asked the green seven trees to counterattack instinctively, but it couldn't wait until the end.

  Yan Xiaoji's body of the same height as an adult fell straight down, and the owl's head rolled on the ground in the Yan's nest before stopping.

  The hero and the devil lie on both sides of the ground, a wonderful symmetry that is inconsistent.

  The choice between life and death is never a simple matter.

  Jiang Wang squatted down and saw the face of Qing Qishu at this time.

  What kind of face is this?

The word    has always been an exaggerated description, but at this moment, it has become a concrete description.

  It's terrible.

  With Jiang Wang's tenacious will, he can't bear to look at him again.

  But even more can't bear to look at him.

   "Dead... right?"

  Qing Qishu asked tiredly.

  Jiang Wang looked back at Yan Xiao’s body, then looked at him and said, "It's dead."

   "Ahhhhhhhh, it hurts too much." Qing Qishu panted twice, "Is my face... still handsome?"

  The injury he suffered, in exchange for any other person present, has long since died. Only he, whose vitality is extremely tenacious, can survive till now.

  But it was this tenacious vitality that made him suffer more.

  He kept talking, but also diverting attention.

   "Very handsome." Jiang Wang said.

   "Mr. Zhang, you are good with everything, just..." He seemed to want to laugh, but he gave up because the wound hurt too much: "Too honest."

   Wu Quji and Su Qi, who had recovered her daughter's body, approached them without speaking.

  With the vision of fighting disease with Wu, of course he understood that the injuries of the Green Seven Trees were insoluble at all.

  At this time, the Green Seven Tree lying on the ground asked again: "According to Mr., beauty loves heroes. If I bring a gift back to Qinghua at this time, she must like it very much, right?"

  "Do you still believe me?" Jiang Wang said very hard: "From my experience, she has already loved you crazy."

   "Hmm..." Qing Qishu's eyes diverged, as if she was already fantasizing about that wonderful scene.

  "Forget it..." He said, "Don't give it away. Don't let her miss me and make her sad."

   Jiang Wang looked at him silently, not knowing what to say.

  Qing Qishu again said: "Yan Xiao is gone. From now on, she can go to the end of the world to take a look."

   That night, Jiang Wang asked him if he wanted to go to the end of Senhai Yuanyuan to take a look.

  He said, this is a good idea, and he wants to fool Qinghua to see it together.

  Now he understands that he can't go anymore.

  It is impossible to make a good relationship, nor can it be the end of the world.

   "Mr. Zhang?" he asked.

   Jiang Wang looked at him.

  He seemed a little embarrassed, and slowly said: "Can I... punch you?"

  This battle, from beginning to end, he restrained his instinct to fight back.

  His fist was clenched tightly, but he didn't even touch his opponent.

  He is a saint warrior, a strong saint warrior.

  So tired...

  So hard...

  So wronged.

   "You don't respect the teacher and the truth like this."

  Jiang Wang said: “Let’s not take this as an example.”

  Qing Qishu raised the fist that had been clenched tightly.

   Gently and gently touched his face.

  Drop down.

  (End of this chapter)