Under the huge sky, the lonely figure of the young man looked extremely small.

The body is like floating, trying to shake the tree.

Xia Ke looked at the young man, she couldn't stand up, but she still crawled towards the boy with her hands and feet.

Most people in this world are small and pitiful, but every small person has something to insist on. She once gave up Ye Ziteng once, and now, even if she fights for her life, she has to take Ye Ziteng away.

The ponytail on her head was already disheveled, her hair and sweat stuck to her forehead, her palms and knees were cut by stones, and blood stained the ground beneath her.

The clothes on his body had long been wet with sweat, but Xia Ke still kept moving forward.

She took a step forward, and Zheng Feng followed suit, Xia Ke's embarrassment and his calmness, it was like a person from two worlds.

The landlord strolled leisurely through his garden, while the slave crawled humbly on the ground, like a dog in captivity.

"I'm a good director, and if the actor asks for another time, of course I'll fulfill his wishes." Zheng Feng smiled at Xia Ke, who was crawling forward, his voice was pleasant and full of excitement, "At the beginning of the third scene, the corpse that fell to the ground stood up again, and the mother once again stood in front of the child. This time, the mother was not killed by the Yuan Demon who attacked in a group, but was attacked and killed by a Yuan Demon who was already dying. ”

The boy was stunned again, he killed all the Yuan Demons in a decadent manner, looked up to the sky and roared, do it again.

Xia Ke's shoulders were constantly trembling, she didn't look at Zheng Feng, just stubbornly stared at the dirt on the ground. Zheng Feng, who was ignored by Xia Ke, did not have the slightest anger, he hooked the corners of his mouth, his steps were light, of course he knew that the Red Pupil Witch was listening to him, in this space, except for himself, there was only the Red Pupil Witch.

He wanted to thank her for being the new audience for his films.

He kept repeating the scene in an attempt to save his mother. Do you think he's fighting me? Zheng Feng grabbed Xia Ke's ponytail with one hand, forcing Xia Ke to look up at him.

It was anger again, the kind of anger that almost burned him to dust. Zheng Feng stared at Xia Ke's pupils, and his own figure was reflected in the pupils.

If you burn yourself in the fire, if you are in hell, so what! He is who he is, and he can enjoy the scorching fire of hell.

"He's fighting against fate. Why do you think he lost, because of you," Zheng Feng grabbed Xia Ke's shoulder with his other hand, and pinched Xia Ke's pipa bone with his fingers and lifted her up directly, "Because you gave up on him and put him in this place of pain and despair that is immortal." ”

Xia Ke inhaled a cool air, her shoulder was about to be crushed, her body was dominated by pain, but her brain was extremely clear.

The anger in her eyes was gone, she looked at Zheng Feng indifferently, her lips opened slightly, and a weak voice stretched out from the bottom of her throat, "Fart!" ”

A burst of consternation flashed in Zheng Feng's eyes, followed by anger, he increased the strength of his hand, leaned forward to Xia Ke's ear, "Say it again, huh?" ”

Xia Ke snorted indifferently twice, his lips close to Zheng Feng's ear, "The old lady said, you are farting when you step on the horse!" With that, she burst out laughing.

Regardless of Zheng Feng's expression of wanting to kill her, or her shoulder that was about to be shattered, she smiled arrogantly, almost crazy.

Looking up and smiling, Xia Ke raised his mud-stained hand, raised his arm high, and with a snap, Xia Ke's palm landed firmly on Zheng Feng's left face.

The Great Lord told His followers that if someone hits you on the right cheek, stretch out the left cheek and hit him as well.

However, Shak just wants to say, go to your greatness.

Not only did the man hit her on the right cheek, but he also tortured her friend, and she now just wanted to give her right hand two more times in his face.

Thinking so, Xia Ke's hand was not idle.

She finally regained some strength, how could she waste it in vain! Her right hand was still attached to Zheng Feng's face, and before Zheng Feng could react, she raised her hand again, and her palm was imprinted on Zheng Feng's forehead.

"Hahahaha," Xia Ke smiled and accidentally tugged at his shoulder, frowning and continuing to laugh, "Trash." ”

The laughter was too harsh, Zheng Feng was trembling uncontrollably holding Xia Ke's hand, his lips were also shaking, he looked at Xia Ke's gaze like a sharp blade, wanting to kill her.

He trembled with anger, and after a while, he finally couldn't hold it back.

With a flick of his long hand, "Slut!" Xia Ke's body was thrown to the ground, and he rolled several times in a row before Xia Ke looked at Zheng Feng soberly.

How lucky, Zheng Feng didn't throw her on the big rock, if she hit the stone, it is estimated that she will really lose her life to Ye Ziteng now. She had just seen the stars fly in front of her, but fortunately she was resistant to falling.

Xia Ke glanced at Zheng Feng leisurely, the corners of her mouth hooked, and she sneered.

She laughed a little sarcastically, laughing at herself for not dying like this, and laughing at Zheng Feng, a dead pervert, for looking funny. In fact, she knows that she is not much better now, her hair is messy like a madman, her clothes are dirty to death, and her face is still red and swollen, which is probably similar to the main room that she just tore up with Xiao San.

It's just that her internal injuries are probably more serious.

"You're happy?" Zheng Feng looked at Xia Ke condescendingly, in front of him, Xia Ke lying on his side was no different from a defeated dog. If he thought that Xia Ke was a red-eyed witch before, then at this moment, he looked at Xia Ke with a deep disdain in his eyes.

Xia Ke wanted to speak, but as soon as he spoke, the blood in his chest felt like it was about to spurt out. She had to keep her mouth shut to prevent a mouthful of old blood from spraying on Zheng Feng's face.

Xia Ke blinked, thinking to himself, are you blind? You didn't see my aunt's smile just now, don't look at my aunt's miserable appearance now, in fact, every cell in the body is clamoring.

"It seems that it's really, so happy to be so seriously injured, it seems that there is really only one thing that can make you unhappy." Zheng Feng walked around Xia Ke, and finally stopped at the side of Xia Ke's head, his face was upside down in front of Xia Ke's eyes, he looked directly at Xia Ke, "Please watch a good show." ”

As he spoke, he helped Xia Ke up, and walked towards Ye Ziteng with Xia Ke with both hands. Xia Ke looked at the teenager who was getting closer and closer to him, and thought that he would not climb if he knew it, and waited for the pervert to send her over, although this posture was a little uncomfortable, but it was better than crawling over by himself......

Zheng Feng used a way that was almost like dragging luggage, dragging Xia Ke to Ye Ziteng's side.

Xia Ke is happy, with facial paralysis, she is not alone. As soon as she was let go by Zheng Feng, she pounced towards the juvenile version of the leaf.

Her arms were covered in dirt and her palms were bloody, but she didn't care. All she could see was the boy who didn't seem to move.

"Ye Ziteng, how are you? You're ...... now."

Xia Ke's voice paused, she looked into her arms, the juvenile version of Ye Ziteng was obviously held in her arms, but why couldn't she feel it.

"Ye Ziteng?" Xia Ke's right hand shrank back, her eyes widened, and her arm passed through Ye Ziteng's neck. Xia Ke opened her mouth, her head kept swinging from side to side, and her hands slammed into Ye Ziteng's shoulders, but the truth was that her fingertips were against her palms.

All she touches is her own body temperature.

"Ye Ziteng!" Xia Ke screamed, she waved her hands, and her scarred palms pierced through Ye Ziteng's body. She looked at the juvenile version of Ye Ziteng in front of her, and suddenly cried.

No wonder she always felt that Ye Ziteng couldn't see her, it turned out that she didn't squeeze into Ye Ziteng's illusion at all, she just rushed into Zheng Feng's illusion. Then what is the damage she received from the Yuan Force she spent, she obviously tried her best, why can't she get in......

At first, he just wanted to release his emotions, but as the tears fell, Xia Ke was completely crying. She tugged at her clothes, looked up and cried, not caring at all about Zheng Feng, who was watching the show.

She endured the pain caused by the doubling of Yuan Li, and also survived Zheng Feng's humiliation, but in the end she defeated her own people.

Xia Ke wiped his tears while crying, and from time to time he stared at Ye Ziteng with his eyes, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he became!

Zheng Feng on the side didn't speak, if she ignored the two obvious mud marks on his face, she might still be able to feel his pride, but from Xia Ke's direction, she could only see the jet-black mud marks, which were still in the shape of a palm.

"Zheng Feng!" Xia Ke shouted in a crying voice: "You step on the horse, there is a kind of letting the old lady in!" ”

"Yo ho, you're almost crying?" Zheng Feng's tone was full of ridicule, Xia Ke ignored it directly, and continued to choke: "I'll just ask you if you dare!" Are you afraid that if I find facial paralysis, you'll be killed by both of us? Or maybe you were afraid of us in the first place, that's why you used this dirty trick to separate us! ”

"The agitation method is useless to me, besides, what kind of combat power can you have with this appearance of a defeated dog, plus the walking corpse inside?" Zheng Feng suddenly struck his hands, and the crisp sound penetrated Xia Ke's ears, but in the blink of an eye, Xia Ke saw Ye Ziteng disappear where he was kneeling, and the surrounding corpses also disappeared.

After being surprised, Xia Ke reacted instantly, Zheng Feng, a pervert, just said that he wanted to invite her to watch a good show.

Drama......

Xia Ke's head turned to the side slightly, and sure enough, the juvenile version of Ye Ziteng had already stood up, and it was his mother who stood in front of him.

The surrounding Yuan Demons also maintained a killing posture, everything in the space was frozen, and Zheng Feng's piercing demon-like voice sounded.

"In the seventeenth scene of the movement of despair, the protagonist is ready, the camera is ready, the lights are ready...... action！ ”

Frozen time began to move, and the gears of fate slowly turned. The young man's eyes were instantly bloodshot, and he dragged his mother behind him, then supported the ground with one hand, kicked his right foot backwards, and kicked the previous sneak attack Yuan Demon out of the air.

However, Xia Ke shouted loudly, "No-"