Although Anya adjusted the protective clothing on her whole body to attack mode at the end, she was still smashed and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her face was strangely flushed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the other side, Han Youran fell from the long vine that she killed by the powerful thrust, and she even had a feeling that her shoulders were broken.

Just now, she really didn't want to die, and she fought her way out.

At the last moment, she suddenly loosened the strength on her left hand, and while her wrist retreated, she instantly turned the head of the gun and aimed at the long vine on the right half of her body.

The whole body of the gun was pressed against her body, and Sophie, with her hands hanging in front of her, took out the bullet from her breast pocket and changed it with difficulty.

Han Youran pulled the trigger so desperately, and instantly turned the protective clothing into attack mode, and the bullet was shot out against the protective clothing, rubbing out a spark, and after the spark, the protective clothing couldn't stand up and rotted.

And she suddenly unloaded, and the fangs that had been held against her finally had a chance to pounce, and just in time for the protective clothing to be torn, a row of fangs was actually buckled into the flesh under Han Youran's chest.

"Grass!", Han Youran grinned, she had never suffered this kind of injury.

But the bullet that grazed her body finally hit the long vine on the other side, and after the long vine froze for a moment, it exploded into green liquid fireworks.

At the last moment, Han Youran pressed Sophie under her body again, this movement made the fangs inserted into her body deeper, and she inhaled cold air in pain, and the green liquid poured her body, and the protective clothing, which was already corroded lightly, was completely unbearable, and the last tuft of smoke came out, revealing a small white gall and bruised skin.

And her scratched wound at this time was not spared from corrosion.

The juice fell on the skin, the wound, the sound of the slap, the painful Han Youran's face turned red, the muscles were exposed, his eyes bulged out, and he kept screaming in pain.

But she still gritted her teeth and kept her mind clear, and through her subtle eyes, she noticed that Anya's situation was not optimistic.

"Uh!!" Han roared leisurely, holding the short knife in his hand like a fang stuck in his body and slashing over.

The first knife was not cut, only the fangs were shaking, and the corners of Han Youran's mouth twitched uncontrollably, but his hand kept cutting down the second knife.

The fangs of the second knife were half shattered, but they were inserted deeper.

Sophie in the back, with tears in her eyes, grabbed Han Youran's shoulder with both hands, only to feel that Han Youran's shoulder moved again, and the third knife finally cut off a fang.

The Demon King was busy with the repair work, but he didn't forget to turn on the cleaning mode, constantly wiping Han Youran's sweat, blood, and tears!

Three more knives, and the other fang was also cut off, Han Youran raised his foot and kicked the long vine down, did not pull out the remaining fangs in his body, but directly picked up the big gun on the ground, ran on the long vine, turned around and Anya behind him, and released a shot, followed by a second shot, a third shot......

Every time he fired a shot, Han Youran's body slid down from the long vine, until the bullet ran out in the end, Han Youran's arm could no longer bear it, and he hung down weakly with trembling, and the big gun in his hand also fell.