For a while, the three people in the room each cast a spiritual power spell, and the fight was inseparable.

With one to two, even if Liang Meng's spiritual power is higher than theirs, it can't stop them from cooperating with the tacit understanding of the front and back for a long time.

Slowly, Liang Meng was a little overwhelmed.

In addition to the arms and cheeks just now, even the palms, legs, and chest were all injured. His gray shirt was covered with blood-red flowers.

During the fight, Liang Meng caught a glimpse of Shui Niang actually attacking the wood outside the door, Liang Meng was distracted for a while, and was hit through his calf by the ice blade shot out of the bamboo pole man's hand, his body was crooked, and Liang Meng knelt on the ground.

And the chilling ice blades were still shooting, each one aimed at Liang Meng. The eyes of the wood outside the door glared angrily and shouted. Ignoring the slap that Shui Niang slapped at him, he broke free from the shackles of the guards, and flew to protect Liang Meng's body directly.

Fortunately, the flying body pounced and dodged the fatal palm of the water lady.

Unfortunately, all of those ice blades were shot at Miki's body.

From his neck to his entire back to his legs, he was injured all over his body.

"Oakwood. ”

Liang Meng was horrified, came out from under the wood, shook the wood with his eyes closed and lying motionless on the ground, Liang Meng shouted in disbelief.

Mimu fainted, and Liang Meng was also seriously injured. At this time, Wan Wan is no match for the two of them.

Raise your hand to stop the water lady's raised arm. The bamboo pole man stepped forward and asked gently.

"City Lord, now that you think about it, are you going to accept the deal of the right talent?"

Liang Meng raised his head, and his scarlet eyes almost erupted with hatred. He stared at the two of them for a moment.

"Don't worry, the hall master is not dead. ”

The bamboo pole man stood with his hands in his hands, looking down at Liang Meng, smiling kindly and harmlessly. Liang Meng looked at it with a chill.

His fingers probed under the nose of the wood, and although it was weak, it was breathing. Liang Meng's hanging heart was slightly relieved.

"However, if the hall master is still obsessed, then I can't guarantee that he will still live. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and picked him up from the ground with the collar of the wood.

Maomu's head hung down badly, his arms were dangling in the air, and the whole person was carried softly, which was very pitiful.

"What are you doing? Let him go. ”

Liang Meng stretched out his hand to free the wood from the man's hands, but as soon as his legs touched the ground, his leg bones trembled as if they had been broken.

Fall to your knees again.

"The hall master is relieved. I wouldn't do anything to him. One day, "The man with the bamboo pole stretched out a finger like a chicken claw and shook it in front of Liang Meng's eyes.

"I only give the hall master one day, whether this person's life is still alive or not, but it's all up to the hall master. ”

As he spoke, he called in two guards and threw the muddy muddy wood with his eyes closed on them like garbage, and the guards dragged the wood out.

Liang Meng's chest rose and fell violently, and he stood up tremblingly with his hands on the door. Leaning against the door frame, gasping for air.

Even if he wanted to breathe fire in his eyes, he couldn't threaten at all. Now Liang Meng is barely even able to stand firm.

The bamboo pole man saw that Liang Meng was weak like this, and a ho-ho sound came out of his throat. The body moved slightly, and he was about to step forward, but was stopped by the veiled woman's outstretched arm.

The bamboo pole man looked at her suspiciously.

In Liang Meng's disdainful eyes, the veiled woman looked at her with ice and snow in her eyes. The obvious hatred in his eyes made Liang Meng's heart slightly stunned. She frowned, not understanding where the woman's monstrous hatred for herself came from.

It was as if Liang Meng had destroyed her entire family.

Such a good-looking pair of eyes, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, even if the eyes are cold, they still show a bit of charm.

These eyes made Liang Meng feel familiar, but after searching his mind, he couldn't remember where he had seen them.

At this moment, those eyes narrowed slightly, the coldness in his eyes dissipated, and he looked at Liang Meng with some kind of conspiracy.

Liang Meng's hands hanging by his side clenched unconsciously, and his distressed wrists slowly turned as soon as he moved. She instinctively felt that the woman in front of her was going to make a move on herself.

Just with the kind of hatred in her eyes just now, a thousand knives were not enough to vent her anger. She had to be on guard.

Sure enough, when she was one step away from Liang Meng, Shui Niang suddenly made a move, and her five fingers stretched out into claws to Liang Meng's eyebrows.

In an instant, Liang Meng had a splitting headache.

There was no room for resistance, the hands hanging at his side were clenched, and his teeth were almost crushed, but he still couldn't resist the sharp pain.

Liang Meng rolled to the ground with his head in his arms, his voice full of tearing pain.

Shui Niang stared coldly at Liang Meng, who was rolling on the ground, slowly turned her wrist, and slowly pumped her palm back. Dazzling white light poured from Liang Meng's forehead into Shui Niang's palm.

Liang Meng felt that something was pulling out of his mind.

It was as if the rooted sapling had been brutally uprooted, and Liang Meng's headache was almost exploding.

The tearing and withdrawal lasted for a while, and at the end, Liang Meng lay on the ground and almost fainted. The curled up body trembled uncontrollably, and his arms were still unconsciously guarding his head.

She couldn't move, she couldn't hear, everything in front of her twisted and danced. The strength of the whole body was drained cleanly, and even moving a finger was like moving a mountain.

Everything distorted in front of him suddenly blurred, and Liang Meng's eyes rolled unfocused. With the last bit of consciousness, Liang Meng felt that the sharp and smug laughter was like a water lady.

Glancing at Liang Meng, who had already fainted, Shui Niang raised her hand and tore off the masked scarf.

Looking at the white light that did not disappear in the palm of the palm, the fingertips tightened, and the white light disappeared in the palm of the palm.

Shui Niang's eyes were slightly closed, and her willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was a little unwell. After a while, he opened his eyes, his face was comfortable and proud, his red lips were slightly raised, and his smile was charming.

There was a certain determination in his eyes that he was bound to win.

The bamboo pole man beside him looked straight at it. The body involuntarily took two steps back, away from the water lady.

If you anger a man, it's a big deal to die. But it angers a woman, and you really don't know what she can do.

"What did you take from her?"

The bamboo pole man asked in a rough voice, stretching out his finger and pointing at Liang Meng on the ground like a chicken claw.

Shui Niang stepped forward and kicked Liang Meng's shoulder, Liang Meng rolled half a circle like a soft mud, and lay on his back on the ground.

His face was pale, and there was undried blood at the corners of his mouth. Liang Meng, who has almost no breath of life, makes Shui Niang's mood very good.

What if Yun Xuchen is protected, she wants her to die, how can Yun Xuchen stop her.

It's just that it's not time for her to die.

The palms hanging at his side were clenched into fists. Looking down at Liang Meng, his eyes flashed with jealousy.

Hearing the question of the bamboo pole man, Shui Niang glanced at him with disgust, and the words that came out of her mouth were full of disgust and impatience.

Although just now they cooperated tacitly to defeat Liang Meng.

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