Ouyang Zai looked at the men and women around him with disdain, he hated greasy and crooked romance dramas the most, but he didn't expect that he would become a part of the bloody plot today. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He felt impatient, and choked Yuan Ruolan's white neck with his backhand, and she made an annoying sound like a cat meow in pain, and he increased the strength of his hand, and the other party suddenly fainted.

Song Youchen looked at everything that happened in front of him in horror, he instinctively wanted to escape from here, but when he saw Yuan Ruolan's pale face, he couldn't stretch out his legs. He took a few steps forward and trembled and said, "You, you want, what to do!" ”

Ouyang Zheng ignored him, and as soon as his fingers loosened, Yuan Ruolan fell to the ground limply. He spread out his five fingers, and the green gecko came out of his skin and took a bite at Yuan Ruolan's wrist.

"Hey!" Song Youchen forgot to scream in fear, picked up the bricks on the ground and smashed them. Realizing the murderous aura behind him, the gecko deftly dodged the stones, jumped onto Song Youchen's shoulder with a "swoop", and burrowed into his ears without waiting for him to react. Song Youchen's eyes were bloodshot on the spot, his legs knelt on the ground, and his face smashed to the ground, without even having time to shout. A few seconds later, the gecko crawled out of his other ear and returned to Ouyang Zheng's hands.

Deserve. Ouyang Zheng snorted coldly, and the little guy in his palm looked at Yuan Ruolan greedily, and his green body kept writhing.

"That's enough."

As if to understand, the gecko stopped moving and obediently burrowed back into its wheat-colored skin. Ouyang Zheng looked at Yuan Ruolan's pale lips, and suddenly felt a little unbearable, her face was pitiful in the white night moonlight. 'Does she have to die?' He was taken aback by the idea that he had suddenly appeared, he had never had "compassion" in his previous life, ruthlessness was his way of survival in this world, he did not know where this woman had the ability to make him not like himself, but he knew that this kind of person who would bring him dangerous thoughts must be eliminated immediately. His eyes shrunk and gave off a dangerous purple, and a centipede crawled out of its mouth, the familiar coldness returning to his chest, which reassured him. The centipede suddenly twisted the moment it touched Yuan Ruolan, turned over and fell to the ground, and after a few twitches, it stopped moving.

In the next second, Qin Le suddenly appeared, the spell mark on her little finger became invisible, and the energy of the guardian spell mark was about to run out. This time, the Dementor Tears did not refuse her, and the powerful soul power broke through the air and went straight to the back of Yuan Ruolan's neck. The Guardian Spell Seal bloomed with a gray light, forming a transparent circle of light that enveloped Yuan Ruolan. When the aperture touched Ouyang Zheng, he was ejected dozens of meters, although it was only for a moment, he still felt the boundless pain from hell, which was a hundred times stronger than what he had felt on Qin Le's body before. His pupils were out of focus, his eyes were dark, and the last scene he saw was the scene of Qin Le's spell drawing, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Yuan Ruolan woke up in the hospital, Wang Shoucheng hugged her happily, and his mouth was full of words blaming her for being in danger alone. She looked blankly at the piano music at the door of the ward, and the other party's face was not good, but he still squeezed out a warm smile to her.

Kotoku exited the door playfully and sat down on a bench in the hallway. Activating the Soul Tears last night consumed too much soul power from her, and she didn't even have time to determine whether Ouyang Zheng was alive or dead and evacuated Yangfang Hutong, but she was injured by that kind of soul power, and Ouyang Zheng didn't die, but she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to make any moths in a short time.

Song Youchen lay peacefully in the rippling world, the gray shadow gently brushed his forehead, and the shadow could feel it laughing although it had no facial features.