"I said you'd regret it. Cyra said with a calm face.

The face that has lost its mask is a beautiful style that perfectly combines the aesthetic characteristics of the East and the West.

Even the voice of the speaker changed its timbre, returning to the voice that Wang Yong was familiar with.

"I never thought it would be you. After a long time, Wang Yong said slowly. "Mosie!"

The true face of Cyra is the Mosie who received Wang Yong from the National University of Mexico!

Or should it be the other way around, Mosie is Cylla.

I'm afraid that the entire National University of Mexico will not know that there is such a hidden figure in their school!

No wonder Wang Yong felt that Sila's tone of speech was familiar, no wonder Sila knew the details of the battle between Wang Yong and Sun Xiaohu, and no wonder Sila was able to use the Tai Chi trick of floating silk hammering!

From beginning to end, Wang Yong was kept in the dark and knew nothing. The concealment of the realm of Cyladan Jin, even Wang Yong's sincerity has been deceived.

"Why bother?" said Cylla. "You could have left with fond memories of Mosie, but now your stubbornness has shattered those memories. It's a shame......

"No matter how beautiful it is, it is also vain. It's like you're not destined to be that ordinary school girl, and the hiding you've tried your best to hide is just a flash in the pan. You're still Cyra, not Moxi!" Wang Yong said with a sneer.

"That's right. Cyra nodded approvingly. "The only pity is that this is your last speech. After that, you can die in peace. ”

"Why do I think I can't die?" Wang Yong struggled to stand up, and the wounds on his body were deep and bone-piercing.

"You're joking. Syrah's eyes froze, as if she remembered something she didn't want to recall. "Your inexplicable stubbornness is as ridiculous as his! Obviously, just a bow can be exchanged for a completely different result, but why do you have to be so inflexible!"

"You and him...... Damn it!"

Xila's voice was still floating in the air, and the person had already arrived in front of Wang Yong.

With his right hand, he grabbed Wang Yong's void and was about to advance Wang Yong from the ground.

Wang Yong could feel the air currents around his body being controlled by Cyra, like transparent silk threads bound to him.

Is this the way Dan Jin exerts his strength? It raises the volley of Hua Jin to a level of subtlety, Hua Jin can only let that energy go out, but Dan Jin can finely control that energy and make all kinds of changes.

Wang Yong didn't have time to experience it carefully, his body was already floating in the air, and he was caught in his hand by Cyla.

The air flow like a wind blade was wrapped around Wang Yong's body, and as long as Xila exerted force, Wang Yong would be cut into minced meat in an instant.

Bang!

At this moment, a gunshot suddenly rang out. But it was Julian who saw that Wang Yong was in danger, and fired a bullet at Cyra desperately.

Cyla didn't turn his head, and with a whoosh, the jade-waisted slave flew out in an instant, cutting Julian's bullet in half.

Wang Yong sighed slightly in his heart: Dan Jin master with a weapon like the jade waist slave has no flaws. High-tech firearms cannot pose a threat to it, and locks such as artillery can be detected and escaped early.

This makes it extremely difficult to deal with such people, and it is necessary to use a covering attack with artillery salvos to turn an entire area into a sea of human fire in order to exterminate them. Or directly use *, with the killing range of *, it is impossible for Dan Jin masters to escape instantly.

It's just that the disadvantage of this is that if the Danjin master is in an urban area or a densely populated area, he will throw a mouse bogeyer and have no way to use it. You can't blow up all the civilians in an area, can you?

"Don't resist any more senselessly, all of you together can't be my opponent. Cyra warned in a cold voice.

Julian put down his gun in despair, and he realized that Cyla was invincible.

If it weren't the CIA today, but the U.S. military, it might have been able to carry one or two air-to-ground* weapons or something like that. But no.

This means that relying solely on ordinary firepower will not be able to balance Cyla at all, and in the end, everyone will die at the hands of Cyla as Cyla said.

"It's really unwilling! One person, just one person has broken the faith of all of us! How could God allow such a character to exist in the world?" Hale also let out a sigh, his eyes sad.

In ancient Greek mythology, one of the things that Zeus and other gods have been doing from beginning to end is to kill powerful heroes in the world and ensure the balance of power in the world. According to the principles of Greek mythology, people like Cyra were destined to be killed by the gods and could not exist on earth.

But the reality is that Cyra is standing alive in front of Hall and the others, invincible.

Even Hall and Julian were like this, and ordinary American soldiers naturally had no confidence, and they all trembled and looked at Cyra, who was like a killing god, and they didn't even dare to run.

The atmosphere became extremely heavy, and the air seemed to freeze, motionless. The smell of blood fills everyone's nose and throat, lingering.

"Really?" Just as everyone was in despair, a crisp voice suddenly sounded from the night.

The voice is a little immature, but it is unusually clear and reaches everyone's ears.

Even Cyra's face changed slightly, and she suddenly turned her head to look at the place where the voice came from: "Who?!"

"Me. ”

In the darkness, a small figure walked out leisurely. The dim light could not make out her face at all, but she could vaguely tell that it was a little girl.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

Child?

"Get out of here! this is not a place for you little ones to play!" Hale yelled at the little girl.

Obviously, Hall didn't want the little girl to die innocently here, and wanted to scare the little girl away.

But the little girl didn't seem to take Hall in her eyes at all, just glanced at Hall lightly, and said, "For your sake, I will forgive you for your rudeness." ”

"......" Hall was momentarily speechless.

Julian also frowned, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "Since she is seeking death by herself, let her be! We can't even protect ourselves at the moment, how can we have time to care about others?"

"But she's just a child......" Hale couldn't bear it.

The surrounding U.S. soldiers also showed a hint of pity, looking sympathetically at this naughty young boy who slowly walked towards the center of the battlefield.

Little did she know that her future had been cut off from her stubbornness.

As an angel of killing, Cyra doesn't care if the target of the slaughter is an adult or a child.

The strange thing is that Wang Yong, who has always been compassionate and compassionate, did not have any compassion at all, but his eyes flashed with excitement, and he said to the little girl: "You are finally willing to show up." ”

The little girl glanced at Wang Yong and was slightly surprised: "Do you know I'm here?"

Wang Yong replied: "I didn't know at first, but just now I noticed a familiar breath. Other people may only think of you as an ordinary child who is greedy for fun, but I, who have been with you for so long, immediately concluded that it was you. Sure enough......"

"Hey. Actually, I didn't want to come at all, I've only half digested that blood crystal until now. It's still a little difficult to deal with this enchantress......" the little girl sighed.

"Then why are you still here?" asked Wang Yong with a smile.

"Because I said I owe you a favor. How can I repay you for your death? I can't wait for the next life, can I? The little girl said sadly, both in tone and tone, completely like an adult.

With her more and more clear immature face, no matter how you look at it, it feels weird.

"Hu Li'er, if you are sure that you can help me, then I welcome it, if not, then you better go. It is better to die one than both. With you and Yuan Lin alive, I believe you will always be able to avenge me. Wang Yong shook his head and said very seriously.

This little girl is a pear who disappeared after devouring blood crystals!

Wang Yong had vaguely noticed a strange fluctuation in the helicopter before, which was emitted by Hu Li'er at that time.

"How do you know if you don't give it a try? Besides, this demon girl is only in the early stage of Danjin, and her supernatural powers have not been born. It's not that hard to fight. Hu Li'er grinned like a cunning little fox.

When Sila heard this, her eyebrows couldn't help but raise: "I'm not very old, but my tone is not small! It's just this 'that', pinching you to death is like pinching an ant to death!"

As she spoke, Cyra vanished abruptly.

Wang Yong, who was in mid-air, fell to the ground with a pop because he was not bound by Danjin, gasping for breath with difficulty.

And Cyra had already appeared in front of Hu Li'er, her right hand spread, and pinched Hu Li'er's head.

She said that if she pinched the pear, she would pinch the pear. And no other tricks!

Hu Li'er remained motionless, as if she was stupefied by Cyra's fierce attack.

It's just that when Cyra's fingers were about to touch Hu Lier's hair, Hu Li'er suddenly snorted, like a slippery loach, and avoided Cyra's five fingers.

The next moment, I saw Hu Li'er like a cannonball out of the chamber, and the whole person fit into Silla's arms.

When Wang Yong saw this scene, he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

Hu Li'er has not learned any martial arts, Wang Yong knows. But now Hu Li'er has displayed moves and strength, and there is no appearance that he has not learned at all.

The ferocity and strength of this type of landing hammer are natural and unremarkable, from the moment they hit the ground to the moment they hit Cira.

Could it be that this is the power that Hu Li'er gets after devouring blood crystals?

Is this Blood Crystal really that strong?

Bang!

Hu Li'er and Cyrah stiffened, Hu Li'er flew out upside down, and Cyla took two steps back to stabilize her body.

With a pop, Hu Li'er fell on Wang Yong's side, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Give me another half a month, and the power of the blood crystal will be fully absorbed by me. At that time, this demon girl will not be my opponent at all!" said Hu Li'er hatefully.

"Together. Wang Yong got up, regardless of the injuries on his body, and injected the rolling fist intent into the Heart Moon Fox Soft Sword.

For a while, the Xinyue Fox Soft Sword shone brightly, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring.

Sila looked at Wang Yong and Hu Li'er, and let out a sneer: "1+1=2, but it doesn't mean that you can beat 10!

With Silla's words, the jade waist slave quietly suspended beside Sila, like a helper summoned by Sila, staring at Wang Yong and the two.