Although Wu Hanjiang could still exhale, the whole person seemed to have fallen into the dirt, and it was too late for him to move. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you move, she'll die", Chen Yan's claws grabbed Xiaohong's throat and pulled her off the horse.

Wu Hanjiang's heart slowly sank, his pitch-black iron sword was still in his hand, but he couldn't exert any strength, and now his mind was full of remorse, hating why he was so careless.

Xiao Hong's snow-white clothes were stained with blood, and a large area of shocking red spread down her neck along Chen Yan's claws.

But she didn't seem to be scared at all, and some were just remorseful, hating why she was so useless, and it still affected him in the end.

"You don't have to worry about me", Xiaohong's face was still calm, which even Chen Yan was slightly surprised, he couldn't imagine how a girl could be so indifferent.

It's just that he doesn't know that this girl, who doesn't seem to know what to be afraid of, has prepared for the worst, and what else she has to be afraid of when a person would rather give her life.

Chen Yan's claws slowly tightened, Xiaohong's breathing seemed rapid, and there was a strange charm on her face, as if she had received some kind of comfort.

She has known him all her life and is very satisfied.

She will not be frightened in the face of death, because she has no regrets, and although she is with her beloved for a short time, this life has meaning.

Wu Hanjiang's hand trembled uncontrollably, his sword was no longer stable, Chen Yan's sinister smile came again, and he finally won satisfied.

He sneered unscrupulously twice, and suddenly said, "Wu Hanjiang, what's the matter, you still lost in the end."

Where is Wu Hanjiang still in the mood to listen to him, his brain seems to be scorched, he only hopes that Chen Yan can be kind and let Xiaohong go.

Xiaohong suddenly said softly: "Xianggong, others say that you are ruthless, and now I know that they are all wrong."

Chen Yi was also deeply surprised, he frowned, but quickly let go again, and said with a smile: "Do you want to save her?"

Wu Hanjiang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said, "What do you want?"

Chen Yan sneered: "I want your hand."

Xiaohong's face suddenly changed color, and she exclaimed, "Don't."

Chen Yan was full of pride, he grabbed Xiaohong's neck, and the bloody claws clamped her neck like a shackle, Xiaohong could clearly feel the sharpness of his claws.

She suddenly wiped her neck across her neck against the sharp claws like blades, and Wu Hanjiang suddenly lost her voice and said, "Don't."

Xiaohong's movements were fast and sudden, no one could have imagined it, but Chen Yan didn't let her get her wish, he sneered: "Oh, want to kill yourself?" Although his claws were sharp, they were also very flexible, and his muscles were slightly retracted, and the sharp claws retracted.

Wu Hanjiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Xiaohong felt cold all over her body, but Chen Yan would not give them extra time to feel this.

He sneered again: "What's the matter, Wu Daxia, as long as you cut off that hand, I will let her go immediately."

Xiaohong exclaimed: "Xianggong, I'm not worth what you do, really, I'm just a blind man, don't forget what you do, you are a great swordsman, if a swordsman has no hands, he is ......", she suddenly couldn't say any more, her tears flowed down like a broken thread, Chen Yi tightly covered her mouth, and didn't let her talk nonsense.

A drop of sweat flowed imperceptibly from Wu Hanjiang's cheeks, and he suddenly calmed down and said in a deep voice: "I don't know which hand you want."

Chen Yan looked at him playfully, like a cat playing with a mouse, and now he not only wanted to let him die, but also tortured him severely.

The corners of his mouth hooked a cruel arc, and he sneered: "Of course it's this hand."

Wu Hanjiang frowned and said, "This hand?"

Chen Yi nodded and said, "That's right, it's the hand you hold the sword, I want you to cut it off with one sword."

Xiaohong's whole person seemed to have collapsed, and her originally peaceful and indifferent face suddenly became uncontrollable, and she screamed: "Wu Hanjiang, you get out of here, the swordsman who cut off his hand is a waste person, what do I want you to do as a waste person."

Wu Hanjiang suddenly raised his head and glanced forward coldly, Chen Yi shuddered excitedly, he had never seen such a pair of chilling eyes, it was simply not what people should have.

There may be another animal in this world, one that ignores death, has no fear, and only serves one purpose in this life.

As long as the goal is achieved, he will feel that death is a matter of course, and it is not a big deal.

And Wu Hanjiang's eyes didn't seem to have any sense of fear, death was nothing to him, as long as he could achieve his goal.

Chen Yan's heart was already panicked, and he hurriedly said, "What are you doing in a daze?"

Wu Hanjiang turned to look at Xiao Hong, this time with infinite affection, when he lowered it again, an extremely dazzling light had flashed, and the sword light swept through.

A hand fell to the ground, blood spilled on the ground, and he didn't say a word and endured it.

Chen Yi finally laughed, "This is Wu Daxia, a man with iron bones."

Wu Hanjiang's body seemed to be unable to support it, he almost fainted, looking at one of his arms falling to the ground, his heart suddenly felt like a knife had been dug up.

Chen Yi smiled and said: "What a good hand, this is the only hand in the world."

Wu Hanjiang squinted his eyes and said angrily: "Now you can let her ......."

Chen Yan shook his head and said: "Of course, how can I be willing to let her die, you don't know, I am also a man", his laughter changed suddenly, Chen Yan's pupils slowly contracted, and he smiled darkly: "I will naturally return it to you after I finish playing."

Wu Hanjiang straightened up with difficulty, trembled and picked up the pitch-black iron sword that fell to the ground, and said fiercely: "I'll kill you."

Chen Yan said leisurely: "A swordsman with a broken hand is a waste."

His laughter suddenly became extremely presumptuous, and his hand tore Xiaohong's clothes at once, panting and sniffing deeply against Xiaohong's pink neck.

Sticking out her tongue and licking and sucking violently on her chest, Xiaohong exclaimed, fainted, and slowly fell to the ground.

Chen Yan smiled and groaned: "It's so soft, it's so crispy."

Wu Hanjiang's eyes became like two drops of blood, his pupils were dilated, and he didn't know where to look, Chen Yan was a little frightened.

As soon as he saw the severed hand on the ground, his courage returned.

Because a swordsman with a broken hand is no longer a swordsman, no matter how good he was before, he is now like a waster.

There is no need to be afraid of the wasted.

Chen Yan's claws gently leaned forward, and Wu Hanjiang's sword flew out of his hand, he was already exhausted, and now he couldn't even hold the sword.

Chen Yan's laughter was even more presumptuous, he laughed and said, "It's too easy to win", before the laughter stopped, his person suddenly quieted down, he couldn't close his mouth for some reason, his pupils were very large, the light in his eyes slowly dimmed, and finally disappeared.