Hearing the voice behind him, Xiahou Que couldn't help but change his face, turned his head in horror, and said in disbelief: "Impossible, how can you still speak." ”

Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting were both overjoyed, trying to break free from Xiahou Que and running towards the white cocoon.

However, after Xia Hou Que was only stunned for a moment, he immediately regained his calm, because he saw that the white cocoon was still well placed on the ground, and there was no change.

Although Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting struggled to leave, Xia Hou Que's hands tightened, and he immediately grabbed the wrists of the two of them tightly.

Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting's wrists hurt, and they couldn't help but scream in pain.

Xiahou Que laughed wildly: "Hahaha, Wang Yan, it turns out that you are playing tricks. My white silk is very tough and viscous, although you can speak at this time, but the more you move, the tighter the white silk will become, and it will slowly entangle your mouth/chin, and when the time comes, I will see how you can still speak. ”

In the white cocoon, Wang Yan's cold voice came: "There are only some spider silks, what is terrible, only you treat it as a treasure." ”

Xiahou Que snorted coldly: "Hmph, since there is nothing to be afraid of, then you are coming out, now Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting are in my hands, and their wrists are very painful, you are here to save them." ”

After Xia Houque finished saying this, he finally felt extremely happy in his heart, and all the depression in the past few days was swept away.

After waiting for a while, Bai Cocoon didn't respond anymore, and Xiahou Que laughed proudly: "Hahaha, Wang Yan, now you have been glued, although you can't speak, but I know you can hear it, you listen to me, I'll lead Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting back now, and I'm going to enjoy the two of them tonight." Hahaha, Wang Yan, how do you feel? Are you angry? Since you're angry, then you come out and beat me. ”

Xia Hou Que laughed wildly, his face full of the arrogance of the villain.

Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting looked at the white cocoon, their eyes were already full of tears and grief, and they muttered in their mouths, "Brother Wang Yan—"

At this moment, Wang Yan's cold and angry voice suddenly sounded in the white cocoon: "Xiahou Que, you are looking for death-"

With Wang Yan's words, although he saw a loud "boom" in the white cocoon, he saw a fireball break through the white cocoon and rise into the sky.

This white cocoon, burned by this fireball, suddenly ignited a raging fire.

In the flames rushing to the sky, I saw a figure rushing out and rushing straight towards Xiahou Que.

Under the light of the flame that the bear can burn, Xiahou Que clearly saw that it was Wang Yan who was full of anger and murderous intent in his eyes who rushed out of the white cocoon.

"Ahh Xiahou Que was suddenly frightened.

His first demon soul, but the black dragon was tailor-made for him, as long as Wang Yan was entangled/wrapped with white silk, then even if Wang Yan had great strength, it would be impossible to break through the white silk and break out of the white cocoon.

This white silk has only one weakness, that is, he is afraid of fire, but Wang Yan has wolf patterns and has no fire attribute magic skills at all, so Bai Silk is completely Wang Yan's nemesis.

This is also the reason why Xiahou Que dared to return again to find Wang Yan.

But at this time, when he saw the white cocoon being burned, Wang Yan broke out of the cocoon, and Xiahou Que was immediately stunned, because the flame was his nemesis.

"Do you have a second magic skill? It's simply impossible, you only have one soul star. Xiahou Que's mind was in a mess at this time, and he was thinking about it for a long time, but he couldn't understand the reason at all.

Just when Xiahou Que was sluggish, Wang Yan instantly rushed to Xiahou Que's face.

By the time Xiahou Que reacted, it was too late, and in a hurry, Xiahou Que hurriedly turned around and fled, but he felt that his hands were extremely heavy, and only then did he remember that he had been holding Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting.

This turn did not even turn around.

Xiahou Que hurriedly let go of his hand, let go of the two of them, and was about to turn around again.

However, this turn, Xiahou Que still felt that his hands were extremely heavy, and he still didn't turn around.

Xia Hou Que looked back, but found that the wrists of his hands were tightly grasped, and the person who grabbed him was Wang Yan, who was pale.

Xiahou Que screamed and hurriedly wrestled his arms back, but Wang Yan's hands were like iron pliers, and Xiahou Que couldn't pull them at all.

At this time, I saw Wang Yan say in a cold voice: "Your two hands, you have touched things that shouldn't be touched, you don't want to." ”

Xiahou blinked, and he didn't understand the meaning of Wang Yan's words for a while.

However, at this moment, he heard two crisp "clicks", and then a sharp pain came, Xiahou Que couldn't help but scream in pain like killing a pig, and the cry broke through the dark night sky and came out far away.

In the midst of the severe pain, Xia Houque looked down and found that his two wrists were broken together, and his two hands drooped softly, revealing Sensen's white bones in his wrists.

At this time, Xiahou Que understood the meaning of Wang Yan's words, that is, because he grabbed Bei Mingxue and Ouyang Feiting with his own hands, Wang Yan wasted his hands.

In Xiahou Que's heart, a shocking sense of horror immediately rose, at this time, in Xiahou Que's eyes, the person standing in front of him was no longer an ordinary person, but a devil.

A devil who angers him can make you worse than life and death.

Although Xiahou Que's wrists were painful, he didn't care about fighting back at this time, and he didn't even have the idea of resisting, he just wanted to escape as quickly as possible and leave Wang Yan as far away as possible.

There was a frightened light in his eyes, and Xia Hou Que hurriedly retreated, but no matter how his feet moved back, his body still couldn't leave Wang Yan.

Xiahou Que was shocked and frightened, and muttered in his heart: What kind of magic skill is this? Why can't I escape?

In a trance, Xiahou Que saw that his broken wrists were still caught in Wang Yan's hands, which was the reason why he couldn't retreat.

"Let go—please let go—" Xiahou Que almost cried, and kept begging.

However, Wang Yan was not moved at all, and his eyes showed a trace of murderous intent.

Wang Yan said coldly: "Your whole body is full of hatred, I can't stay in your world, you go and die today." ”

As he spoke, Wang Yan's eyes flickered, and the black whirlpool appeared in his eyes again.

As soon as he saw the whirlpool in Wang Yan's eyes, Xiahou Que was so frightened that he kept screaming: "Don't, don't, help--come on, help-"

At this moment, a woman's voice was suddenly heard behind the two: "Wang Yan, how can you fight in school." ”

Hearing this voice, Wang Yan hurriedly turned around, but saw a woman standing behind him.

After seeing this person's appearance clearly, Wang Yan couldn't help frowning, and the hand that grabbed Xiahou Que immediately let go

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