Chapter 295: She doesn't need it, I'll help her

Fang Tang stood in place, looking at Han Youran who suddenly came to her, at this moment, not only was she not afraid, but she was a little happy for Han Youran, happy that her wings could finally be used for flying. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although the sickle seemed to be about to slash at her body, she believed that Han Youran would not hurt her, even if the other party's blood-red eyes were not looking at her at all.

Next to the railing on the eighth floor, Fu Xiuyan was staring at Han Youran with interest, but he didn't know that his expression was all taken into Wu Xu's eyes.

Wu Xu stared at Fu Xiuyan at the top of the screen, and pressed his hand on the table harder and harder.

Turtle Pear Tiger, who was going to complain to him a few more words about Anya, swallowed all the words back after glancing at Wu Xu's hand, and also looked at the screen, but he was looking at Han Youran, and when he saw Han Youran being besieged, he couldn't help but show a blooming smile.

Han Youran's sickle slashed down against the sugar cube, but the originally sharp blade did not hurt the sugar cube, not even the clothes.

But her scythe is double-edged!

Hearing a scream, the iron fist smashed on the scythe, and then without any stopping, it touched the back of the sugar cube.

But when the iron fist touched the back of the sugar cube, there was no attack power on it, and it could only be divided into two parts, the lower part fell, and the upper part was exposed with stubble, and the blood was left on the sickle.

The big man withdrew his hand in pain, and the half of the iron fist left on the face of the sickle also left the knife surface with his hand.

For a while, everyone stopped moving, and looked at Han Youran a little stunned, they didn't expect that she would be so ruthless!

The big man who withdrew his fist covered his stump and squatted on the ground in pain and convulsed.

In the end, a soft girl couldn't look past it and ran over to stop the bleeding for him.

Han Youran held the hand of the sickle and gently pulled it back, and the blade of the sickle pushed the sugar cube in front of her, and she grabbed the shoulder with her other hand.

After that, before Fang Tang could speak, as soon as he grabbed Fang Tang's hand, he lifted Fang Tang up, and in the shocked eyes of the other party, he threw it upwards vigorously, and the direction was exactly where Fu Xiuyan was.

After Fu Xiuyan's pupils flickered, he jumped down from the eighth floor with one hand on the railing, stretched out his long arms, grabbed the sugar cube on the fourth floor, and fell to the third floor with the sugar cube.

The other miracle seekers were a little puzzled why Han Youran didn't even keep a helper for themselves.

Fang Tang, who fell on the third floor, glanced at Fu Xiuyan, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why don't you help her?" ”

Han Youran was already holding the scythe horizontally, and her arm moved sideways little by little towards the surrounding miracle people, and her blood-red eyes swept over everyone with monstrous killing intent, making everyone who made eye contact with her feel a chill on their backs.

"You, who want to die, come!" Han said in a hoarse voice.

One person challenges a group of people! But for no reason, everyone didn't think that this was Han Youran's arrogance.

Fu Xiuyan looked at Han Youran and only replied, "She doesn't need it, I'll help her." ”

Fang Tang obviously didn't believe this, but she didn't say anything more, she couldn't force Fu Xiuyan, and Han Youran threw her up, and she understood that not only could she not help her below, but she was still a burden.

Holding the railing with his hand, he scolded himself in his heart, "Sugar cubes, sugar cubes!" Why are you so incompetent! I can't even protect my own team members! ”