Ji Wu coldly cleared up the relationship.

It's not that she is unkind, since she can't beat it, why bother to bear the trumped-up charges for Dongfang Wuxian.

She didn't like Dongfang Wuxian that much, at least she wasn't someone worth sacrificing.

The purple-clothed man's enchanting eyes rippled with sarcasm, and his cold voice revealed a hint of danger: "Don't pretend, how can his treasure fall into the hands of others, it must be given to you by him personally, and you can get a gift from him, which shows that you are very important to him, I have never seen him really let go of any woman in his heart." ”

Zuihou said, the man in purple gritted his teeth, he approached, suddenly made a move, and with the jade white fingers of sharp fingertips, he buckled her chin fiercely.

"You say, how should I torture his woman?"

"Then it depends on ......" Ji Yu sneered, waiting for this opportunity, the gun instantly pressed against his heart, "Do you have the ability to catch me." ”

A sharp gunshot slammed into the flesh, which looked particularly sharp in the silent night, and the blood was everywhere, Ji Wu took the opportunity to retreat, fell to a safe distance, and looked coldly at the man who was hit.

I saw the tall and slender man in purple, the clothes on his chest were torn and a big hole was opened, and gurgling blood came out of his chest.

The gorgeous clothes were stained with blood, and the skin on his neck was white and flawless, and the sweet smell of blood wafted in the air, causing the demons to also make a commotion and scream.

The man in purple lowered his thick eyelashes, slowly lowered his head, and looked at the gunshot wound in his chest.

Ji Wu's heart tightened, and she vaguely felt that something was wrong.

This man's near-death performance is too unusual.

She had been playing tricks just now, just to lower his vigilance, these powerful masters were extremely sensitive to spirit-driven attacks.

She knew that if she moved the five-spirit harp or the long sword, he must be aware of it, so after thinking about it, she still planned to attack with the small pistol that was strapped to her thigh.

When he approached just now, it was a good opportunity, as a sharpshooter, it would be too easy for her to shoot her in the heart.

But the man in purple did not fall.

This kind of fatal wound should not have a chance to live.

The man in purple slowly raised his dark starry eyes, and the corners of his lips provoked: "It seems that it is still a wild cat with claws." ”

"Are you alright?" Ji Yu was incredulous.

The man in purple sneered: "If you change someone else, you will definitely die in your hands, it's a pity ......"

His jade white fingers caressed the wound on his chest, and with a pop, the bullet was dug out by him and thrown coldly on the ground.

Blood stained his white fingertips, he put his fingers to his lips at will, his spiritual tongue rolled, the blood did not enter his mouth, and the faint blood stained his red lips, becoming more and more demonic.

raised his eyes and looked at Ji Wu coldly, smiling secretly.

"Benjun doesn't have a heart, and your secret weapon has no effect on me."

Ji Yu gasped, even if it is a monster, it has a heart, she knows that her gun can deal with monsters and other things.

But this man actually has no heart, what the hell is he?

Ji Wu's mind was in a hurry, no matter what it was, if one blow failed, he would never let himself go.

Her eyes sank, and she quickly picked up the Five Spirits Sonnery, and her fingers quickly played with all her spiritual power on the rootless strings.

She knew that this time it was nine deaths.

The five spirit elements of wind, fire, thunder, water and soil were instantly stimulated, and I saw that the wind swept through the forest, the rain was like a needle, the thunder resounded, the stars and the moon were lightless, and the powerful spiritual power airflow surrounded the two of them.

"Hmph, the strain is pretty fast."