He Yuting, who was caught in the middle, knew that Erlang Zhenjun and Peony were not having fun. The contest was like a spinning top, and she became the last safety bolt between the two men. Erlang and Peony do have a murderous intent to kill each other. Because of the relationship between her in the middle, the big killing move never bypassed her, so the two of them fought hand to hand. But if Erlang Zhenjun wanted to let go, Peony tried to pull He Yuting to his side. Erlang Zhenjun was obviously angry after trying it a few times, and the fight around He Yuting continued.

He Yuting's attempt to protest and struggle will only make Erlang Zhenjun more hostage. She was also worried that Jiro Zhenjun would be injured because of this distraction, so she had to stop. There were several times when Peony grabbed her wrist, and was forced to let go because of the strong pull of Erlang Zhenjun in the opposite direction. The corners of Erlang Zhenjun's eyes were slightly red, which was a symbol of infinite killing intent in his heart. In her previous life, she only saw him murderous several times. The first time was to lead the troops against the Demon Realm army to suppress the realm, the second time was to know that the Yu Clan's Fox Clan Manchu was beheaded, and the third time was when he cut off the head of the Emperor of Heaven and looked over with the Supreme Seal in his hand...... He Yuting shuddered. Erlang Zhenjun didn't notice anything, tiptoed, and jumped up with her. The spear grazed Peony's neck, splashing a frightening line of blood.

He Yuting let out an exclamation.

"Stop!"

She was taken to the ground by Erlang Zhenjun, and turned around to face the peony who had been severely defeated.

There has always been only when Peony seriously injured others, how have you ever seen Peony seriously injured?

The people who stood by and watched the battle were silent.

Peony covered the wound with one hand, and looked at Erlang Zhenjun and said hatefully: "You let go of Xiao Wu and come back to fight to the death with me in a dignified manner." ”

Jiro Zhenjun didn't speak, and he didn't intend to let go of her.

Mo Xiang exclaimed beside him: "Alam, your blood! At this time, He Yuting noticed that the blood bar of the peony was only one-third left, and it was still falling heavily and continuously. He snorted, his body swaying slightly. He Yuting, who had a complicated expression, glanced at each other for a long time, and then quickly ran towards the exit of the copy. Seeing this, the boss of Tianzi Peak also hurriedly followed. "Want to escape?" Erlang Zhenjun snorted coldly, let go of He Yuting and was about to catch up, but was stopped by He Yuting. "Don't chase." She begged, "Let him go!" Erlang Zhenjun glared at her, and just turned to avoid it and was tightly glued by her. This time, it was not that he wanted to hug He Yuting, but that He Yuting was holding on to her and refused to let her go.

"Little Five!" Yao Qianyi shouted pretending to be on the side: "Hurry up and let Erlang chase after you, Peony is going to escape!" ”

That's exactly what she meant by it! He Yuting gritted her teeth and dragged Erlang Zhenjun to death, until she confirmed that Peony had crossed the exit, and then she breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Erlang Zhenjun. Erlang Zhenjun was furious, and he pushed He Yuting.

"Little Five?" Meat T and Xueyin hurriedly grabbed her, helped her steady, and dared not speak angrily at the angry Erlang Zhenjun.

Yao Qian came according to the money, and said with a calm and relaxed smirk on his face: "Xiao Wu, what are you thinking?" What a peony, but let him escape? Then she whispered to Erlang Zhenjun warmly: "Erlang, don't be angry. Xiao Wu is the heart of a bodhisattva in the end, and he can't see the scene of beating people to death. ”

He Yuting narrowed her eyes and noticed that Yao Qianyi, who had always called Erlang Zhenjun "helper" in front of her, had now changed her title and called "Erlang" delicately. Yao Qianyi's voice made her feel tightness and shortness of breath more than Erlang Zhenjun's anger. Fortunately, Erlang Zhenjun didn't buy it, Yao Qianyi tried to take another step, but he pointed a spear at the tip of his nose.

Yao Qianyi's face turned pale.

"Qianyi," Erlang Zhenjun kept his eyes on He Yuting, "I'm in a bad mood right now, and I can't deal with you." Go first. ”

The ninety-five level bosses who were still staying on the sidelines looked at each other and hurriedly slipped away. Yao Qianyi glared at He Yuting unwillingly, and walked away helplessly.

"So are you!" Erlang Zhenjun glanced at the meat T and the blood yin. Those two living treasures had never seen a graceful and generous gang leader like this, Erlang Zhenjun let out a low shout, and they were busy walking.

There was an empty training playground left.

"Which point of peony do you fancie!" There was no one nearby, so Erlang Zhenjun couldn't wait to shout.

He Yuting's eyes widened: "I just don't want you to kill him." ”

"Killing one is also killing, killing two is also killing, what's the difference between killing him!"

"He's Almu!"

"That's a peony! The boss of the Ogika Sanctuary! ”

"Now it's a teammate, someone who has been a friend!" He Yuting retorted. "You fought side by side with him, why can the two fight without giving in?" It's like a wall of brothers, and the onlookers sigh.

Jiro Zhenjun had an expression of wanting to strangle her, and his breathing became heavy. Even when the fight was fierce, his breathing had been smooth and steady, but now he was so angry that He Yuting was short of breath.

He Yuting tried to reason with him: "Even if he is a boss, he is also flesh and blood." You can see that he is bleeding from your wounds. ”

Now the playground is still splashed with peony blood, but it has solidified and turned black, but there is no sign of turning reality into fiction. He Yuting remembered the appearance of the peony covering the wound but bleeding non-stop. The gaze that seemed to pour out a thousand words before he left made her heart palpitate even more. It wasn't a heartbeat, just a little irregular noise in the middle of a heartbeat. He Yuting brushed away the distracting thoughts in her heart and looked at the person in front of her intently. The blood line around Erlang Zhenjun's eyes widened again, and with the anger he couldn't suppress, the blood line like eyeshadow widened even more. Erlang Zhenjun's face instantly added a touch of bewitchment, and it unexpectedly overlapped with the face of the peony that was alluring the country and the city. He Yuting's thoughts froze like a knot, and she tried to piece together what she wanted to say into a sentence: "Even if it's a boss, it has the same soul as us......"

Erlang Zhenjun roared: "The remnant soul in his body is mine!" ”

He Yuting was stunned. "What?!" But the sound of a peony shaking fan sounded in his ears.

- You'll have to ask him.

At that time, Peony had a mysterious smile on her face.

— but the reason he was bound to win was also my reason. That's why I'm close to him.

That's no joke! He Yuting suddenly realized that she suddenly became stammered. "But, but, but you, aren't you standing here in a good way?" Her Yulang, how, how could it become two? One is called Erlang and the other is called Peony? "How could the soul be turned into two!" He Yuting shouted at Erlang Zhenjun.

Jiro Zhenjun pursed his lips tightly, as if regretting the words he had just blurted out. After a pause like this, he sighed, and his voice softened: "As you know, most of the souls who have crossed over to this world are remnant souls. The deeper meaning is self-evident.

He Yuting covered her mouth tightly and suppressed an exclamation.

"My soul is divided into two halves, and only when it is one is a complete soul."