The green tendons on his forehead came out one by one, his eyebrows became inverted because of anger, and his fierce eyes stared at Leng Ji, and there was a faint hatred in his eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Things in front of him gradually blurred, and only a half-hunched figure could be seen standing in front of him, pinching his neck. Because of the lack of oxygen, tears poured out of his eyes uncontrollably, suddenly covering the few green tendons on the strong man's forehead.

The cold season's head was a little dizzy, he couldn't see clearly, his hands couldn't make any effort, the coat fell to the side, his body struggled desperately but he could only get a stronger sense of suffocation, he was lifted into the air by a strong man, his feet were half-bent and kneeling on the ground, his knees couldn't touch the ground, he had no strength at all, and he couldn't find a support point to stand up again.

I can't see my expression, but Leng Ji guesses that my current appearance is similar to the twitching expression of the tall man before, and it is definitely not good-looking.

Thinking of the strong man's hideous expression, it seems that the death of his companion hit him really not an ordinary blow.

The body lost its strength, but the consciousness was unexpectedly clear, and the more dangerous it was, the more it could calm down in the cold season.

I'm about to lose the strength to struggle, and I squint in the cold season, as if I've lost my life.

But his left hand was quietly groping on the ground, and the rough sand and gravel skimmed under his hand, not knowing what he was looking for.

His eyes were still on the face of the cold season, staring at the girl's delicate face, the seemingly harmless girl's appearance, but he easily destroyed his companion. The expression on his face became more gloomy, and the strength of his hand increased.

The body shook unconsciously, and the cold season struggled even more in an instant, breathing became more difficult, and the pain that spread from the chest spread to every corner of the body.

The pain slowed the passage of time, a second, as long as a century.

Looking at the painful appearance of the girl under his hand, the strong man was even more proud, but the small movement of his left hand in the cold season failed to pay attention to him.

Little by little, the body became more and more painful, because of external forces, I couldn't bow my head in the cold season, and I could only rely on my feelings to explore.

His hands were rough and uncomfortable, mixed with the sand in his hands, but he hadn't touched the dagger that had just fallen. Until now, there is still no bottom in the heart of the cold season, but this is the most feasible way to think of it now. Compared to a senseless struggle...... Be practical.

Let's hope it doesn't go too far.

I thought in my heart that I was about to run out of strength to deal with the big man in the cold season.

Tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, and even though there was no trace of sadness, he still shed tears when his body was stimulated.

Consciousness began to blur, eyes were blurred by tears, and I couldn't see clearly in front of me, even if I wanted to lift my spirit, I no longer had that strength.

Don't you have time......

I was about to give up in my mind, but there was a fleeting cold touch from my fingertips, the cold coolness, not as soft as warm and jade, but it gave the cold season a great relief in my heart.

Got it?!

I can't see it with my eyes, I don't dare to guess in my heart, and I feel it little by little along the direction just now, this is my only chance to fight back.

The lines are clearly displayed on it, with a cylindrical feel and a sharp blade, with a chill.

The shape of the dagger slowly takes on during the cold season when the mind is not very clear.

Hurriedly gripping the hilt of the knife with his left hand, suppressing his increasingly unconscious senses and the urge to stab him in the chest immediately, Leng Ji did not raise the weapon until he regained his grip on his hand.

I opened my eyes with all my strength, and there was only a blurry figure in front of me, and the mixed color blocks made the strong man in front of him vaguely distinguish in the cold season.

Until now, he has not discovered his intentions...... It seems that his appearance has made him lose most of his vigilance.

The eyes wanted to look down, and the long-term lack of oxygen made the cold season dark for a moment, and only the unclear will was still struggling to support himself.

Reason is still there, and I still know in the cold season that at this time, you can't cut your throat...... Otherwise, it is likely that he has already controlled himself before he can do it.

The appearance of a strong man echoed in his mind, and this time, there was no pause in his hands.

That can only be ...... now

Relying on the position of the strong man's chest in his memory, his palms trembled slightly due to lack of oxygen, and he used all the remaining strength of his body to poke at the position of his heart.

The sternum grew there, blocking between the heart and the tip of the knife, and the left hand trembled, and a blood flower like Manzhu Sawa bloomed on the chest of the strong man.

The hand on the neck was released at once, and the pressure on the neck disappeared in an instant.

The dagger snapped and fell to the ground again.

The knee touched the ground, and finally the whole person fell back to the ground in the cold season, and the pain was relieved a lot by the influx of oxygen.

The sunlight shone into his eyes again, erasing the previous blackness, and he didn't have time to take a breath, and he looked up at the strong man in the cold season before he could stand firmly.

He took a step back, leaning against the wall, covering the wound on his chest, Leng Ji knew that he didn't pierce deeply, but the blood was still gushing far away.

Gritting his teeth, even though his eyes were full of Venus, he still insisted on holding back the dizziness in his head, and immediately picked up the dagger that fell to the ground.

Seeing her movements, the strong man's pupils shrank suddenly, knowing that this time he could only fight to the death.

Raising his hand, he raised his fist and rushed towards Leng Ji, his left hand still covering his chest just now.

Gritting her teeth, she was still unable to walk normally in the cold season that had just recovered, but this did not prevent her from judging the other party's movements.

He bent down decisively and voluntarily gave up the action of attacking the heart, and instead took a step forward.

The wound that kept bleeding distracted the strong man, and he punched over, but he didn't hit anyone, but he didn't stop his pace and crashed into Leng Ji.

Seeing him easily expose his body defenselessly in front of him, Leng Ji did not hesitate, held the dagger with both hands, and stabbed it hard at the lower part of his lower abdomen.

The intense pain came from the lower part of the lower abdomen, and the strong man was agitated, and immediately grabbed Leng Ji's right hand with his backhand.

It's too late.

With his left hand, he drew an arc along his abdomen, held the dagger, and pushed it forward.

The strong man couldn't even stand on his feet, took a step back, fell to the ground, the heart-wrenching pain came up from the lower part of the lower abdomen, his head was covered with cold sweat, he opened his mouth to cry out for pain, but he couldn't even say anything.

Eyes widened...... Weakly grasping Leng Ji's right hand, his trembling hands could no longer stop Leng Ji from pulling the dagger out again.

Following the blade, the contents of the stomach mixed with blood flowed all over the ground, and it was extremely dazzling in the sun.

Raising his hand, he pointed at the strong man who still lost the ability to resist, and made another stab in the chest.

The blade slid through his ribs, and this time, Leng Ji finally buried the dagger in his chest.