Yang Zhizhuo's smile seemed to be too happy, and there were a few breaths mixed in between. Tang Jiaren hoped that he could die of laughter by herself.

Duanmu Yuyuan slowly closed his eyes, frowning with unremovable pain and sorrow in his eyebrows. Amid Yang Zhizhuo's laughter, he suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and poked Yang Zhizhuo's chest with his hand as a knife.

Yang Zhizhuo's laughter came to an abrupt end.

Duanmu Yuyuan's fingers had already poked into his heart, reaching his heart.

Yang Zhizhuo looked at Duanmu Yuyuan and said, "Do you think you can kill me like this?" He clenched his fists and tensed his body. He only heard a few crisp sounds. Duanmu Yuyuan's fingers seemed to be broken by hard iron, and broke inch by inch in Yang Zhizhuo's flesh.

Duanmu Yuyuan screamed and wanted to retract his hand, but Yang Zhizhuo caught it and rolled up like a roll of cloth.

The sound of clicking, it was the sound of bone shattering. Duanmu Yuyuan's screams penetrated into his eardrums, making people realize the terribleness of the demon.

Tang Jiaren grabbed a long sword from the ground and rushed over to save the person.

Unfortunately, Yang Zhizhuo did not give Tang Jiaren this opportunity. He directly crushed Duanmu Yuyuan's limbs, threw him aside, and said, "Let you live, I am very happy to see you persevere. You said you don't know the pain, but now you should thank me well."

Duanmu Yuyuan yelled: "I want to kill you!"

Yang Zhizhuo laughed and said, "I will not kill you. I will keep you and let you live in regrets every moment. You and Qiu Huaran jointly took away my Aguo and made her polluted by this world. What I hate the most is you. When Aguo wakes up, I want her to take a good look at what the two people she likes have become. If she still likes you, I will make you a bronze statue and let you pass through the fire and burn the original sins of human beings. Only in this way can you be qualified to be by her side, not rotting, not speaking, and not moving. "

Duanmu Yuyuan cursed: "You are crazy! Aguo won't like you, a disgusting thing full of eyes!"

Yang Zhizhuo said angrily: "What did you say?!"

Duanmu Yuyuan said, "Just just now, you sent a message to me in a secret language, saying that as long as I don't move, you will be invincible. If you go back on your word, you are a person who has no faith! If you kill the king of a country and replace it, you are unkind and unrighteous! You deserve to be Lingchi! You are no longer an individual, you are a beast! A beast that becomes a beast that is neither human nor ghost! How could Aguo like this monster? If she wakes up, she will definitely flee from you desperately. "

Yang Zhizhuo walked towards Duanmu Yuyuan step by step, and a crazy bloodthirsty intention appeared on his face. Obviously, Duanmu Yuyuan angered him.

Tang Jiaren held up the long sword and was about to attack him.

At this time, a voice said, "Don't move, wait a little longer."

Tang Jiaren was slightly stunned. She felt that the voice was a little familiar, but she was sure that the voice neither originated from Tang Buxiu nor Qiu Yuebai nor from everyone present.

She wanted to ask again who was talking, but she heard Yang Zhizhuo say, "Go to die. I want to step on you pitiful and sad bed bugs to death one by one."

Tang Jiaren leaned forward and wanted to take action.

At this moment, the voice spoke again: "Help Tang Buxiu get into a devil!"

Being possessed by devils? How to get involved?

Tang Jiaren looked at Tang Buxiu, and Tang Buxiu also looked up. Tang Jiaren was slightly stunned. Tang Buxiu stretched out his hand, took Tang Jiaren's waist, looked at her deeply, and then said, "Close your eyes."

Tang Jiaren didn't understand why, but she still closed her eyes as she said.

Tang Buxiu hugged her and kissed her hard.

Tang Jiaren's heartbeat instantly rose to her throat. She heard Qiu Huaran's words in her ears. Although she understood his literal meaning, she did not understand how to enter the devil. How could she say that she could enter the devil? Besides, after being possessed by the devil, is human? Tang Buxiu was silent after becoming a devil, and had slaughtered so many sects, but her strength should not be underestimated. But she knew that Tang Buxiu was not so invincible after being possessed by the devil. He could not bear such vast and powerful internal force, and he would probably die.

When she thought of this result, Tang Jiaren struggled desperately.

Tang Buxiu only felt a piercing pain in his heart, as if he was about to tear him apart.

No, not life, but already.

He had a split headache, but the world became sobbing and howling. He needed to be quiet.

However, the warm eyes, the softness in his arms, and the fragrance on his lips made him reluctant to leave.

He heard his voice saying, "Mushroom, run."

Why run? Where to go? Don’t run away, he wants her. He wants her warmth, her tenderness, her blood, her shut up!

While struggling, Tang Jiaren suddenly heard a sneer, which came from Tang Buxiu's throat, with a faint and full of sarcasm.

Tang Jiaren was shocked and immediately gave up struggling and turned herself into a wooden man who couldn't speak. Because she knew that the person who kissed her at this time was no longer the Xiuxiu who loved her and pampered her, but the bloodthirsty demon - Wenren Silently.

Tang Jiaren knew about Tang Buxiu's transformation and also knew Wen Ren Wushen's power, but Yang Zhizhuo didn't know that Duanmu Yuyuan didn't have the energy to pay attention to all this.

Yang Zhizhuo stepped on Duanmu Yuyuan's chest and slashed his bones. He listened to his painful roar and laughed: "Hit louder, this painful roar is really wonderful."

Wen Ren silently let go of the nephrite in his arms, his eyes that were obviously much darker slowly turned to look at Yang Zhizhuo, raised his bent middle finger, leaned over his lips, and signaled him to shut up.

Yang Zhizhuo did not face Wenren Wushen, but he was like a wild beast that was threatened by his territory. He turned around alertly and looked at Wenren Wushen.

When his eyes met, a trace of evil spirit floated out of Wenren's silent eyes, but a trace of surprise flashed through Yang Zhizhuo's eyes.

Yang Zhizhuo asked: "You are just silent?"

Obviously, Yang Zhizhuo had heard of the famous famous silently.

Wenren rubbed his temples silently with his thumb and said, "It's so noisy." He suddenly attacked Yang Zhizhuo.

Yang Zhizhuo hurriedly retreated and was about to leave invisibly.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ren's silent movements were so fast that he pulled him to the ground before he used his skills!

The severe pain of the spine almost falling open made Yang Zhizhuo feel a feeling that he had never had for more than 150 years - fear.

Tang Buxiu's martial arts have reached its peak, but this silent voice is like an evil god.

If his "bead eyes" are not broken, Wenren Wushen is not his opponent, but now his internal strength is fading away little by little, which is a bit dangerous.
Chapter completed!