Mitheus laughed again.

"Hmph, hehehehe."

"You're a real person, my stupid sister is out of sight."

Yan Hua continued to maintain Alice's rather well-behaved smile: "Father is too famous. ”

A brief prevarication made Mitheus's face change.

He thought she was going to stall.

Once she had made such a move, he could confidently conclude that she had just wasted too much and needed a buffer time to recover.

But now she choked on what he wanted to talk about with a reluctant compliment, or even a reluctant conversation, which made him unsure of her thoughts.

When she hugged the little girl of the Jiang family for the first time, would there really be such a big change?

Yan Hua felt the blood mist around her surging, as if countless hands were tentatively touching her.

There was a chill in her heart, and her eyes were cold.

Fortunately, she was worried that the mist was poisonous, so she spread a circle of mental power around her body to block.

The blood mist couldn't get close to her for half a minute, nor did it penetrate her body.

But the blood mist kept tempting, consuming her mental power, so that she always had a feeling of disgust and rejection from being spied on, like a bus and subway encountering an idiot.

She knew it was a temptation from Mitheus.

Sure enough, these blood mist were at his disposal.

Yan Hua tried to attack Mitheus's eyes with his spiritual power.

If she could, she would prefer to get her brain straight away.

But what is the strength of the other party, she only has a preliminary judgment, and she is also worried that she will miss due to misjudgment.

Mitheus only felt a tingling pain in his eyes, and he was shocked in his heart, with a low roar, the momentum of his whole body soared, and the huge pillar of blood behind him soared into the air, attacking Yan Hua directly.

Yan Hua easily avoided it, but found that after the blood pillar was shooting, it would turn around and chase her.

Yan Hua kept dodging, and the blood pillar kept turning and shooting.

Yan Hua found that the blood column had been connected to the pool continuously.

And the more you pull it, the finer it gets.

Her eyes flashed, she flipped her hand and took out a silver dagger, infused her spiritual power, and when she dodged the blood pillar again, she suddenly swung her knife to cut off the trajectory that had originally pursued her.

In mid-air, the blood pillar cage that was about to take shape suddenly looked like a toy that had been unplugged, and it was about to collapse, turning into a large area of blood, and then turning into a rain of blood and scattering down.

The corners of Mitheus's mouth curled into a vague arc.

Yan Hua was alert, and the spiritual power attached to his body was doubled.

The corrosive sound of "whoop" sounded.

Yan Hua's face turned blue.

This rain of blood is like sulfuric acid.

She was careless just now, and only cared about the sharpness of the tip of the blood pillar.

In this way, the blood rain will be endless, and her spiritual power will be consumed a lot, and the advantage will not be there.

Yan Hua made a quick decision, jumped into the air above the blood rain, and his body turned into a bat with a "bang".

The petite and delicate bat greatly reduced her mental power to protect herself.

The pain in Mitheus's eyes was unbelievable.

How long has it been since he felt pain again?

The blood that flowed from his eyes burned his cheeks like sulfuric acid corrosion.

Mitheus probed with ultrasound, and his face was very gloomy and terrifying.

"Silver powder! You've unknowingly used silver powder! ”

"You can actually touch the silver powder!"

That's where Mitheus wondered.

Could it be that the reincarnated Son is really different, and is no longer afraid of the harm of silver?

Mitheus was furious, and three pillars of blood rose up behind him.

The pillar of blood soared into the sky, directly attacking Yan Hua in the state of a bat in mid-air.

Yan Hua's transformation time was extremely short, and she didn't force it, that form's ability to move was too low and too slow.

So after she dodged a rain of blood, she came back with a "bang".

At this time, the three-way pinching blood column just reached in front of her.

The tip of the blood pillar was like three electric drills, and when it turned to attack Yan Hua, the tip even flashed with an intoxicating ruby luster.

The sharpness can be seen.

Yan Hua flashed left and right, dodging the entanglement again and again.

And when the thickness is enough to cut with a knife, decisively swing the knife again.

It's just that this time she didn't hit the roots, but chopped them one by one.

The speed at which the three pillars of blood formed a cage was three times faster than just now, and the power of the cage forming, Yan Hua did not plan to try it himself.

It was obviously too late to attack directly.

The step-by-step destruction can delay the speed of formation, and it can also give her a certain space to avoid the blood rain scattered all over the sky.

The inside of the disturbing evil cage has instead become a safe zone for Yan Hua to avoid trouble.

Because the cage can't be completed to the last step, it is harmless to her for the time being.

Dodge on one side of the cage and cut off the wrist-thick pillar of blood on the other side.

After the other side collapsed, when the blood rain was gone, she turned her head and split the other side again.

The three roots gave her three directions to dodge, and also allowed her to divide the three directions of destruction.

Mitheus's ultrasound was constant, and the images that fed back made him see that the heir he had chosen was actually tossing and turning in the blood prison he had arranged, with ease and leisure.

The more he felt that his eyes hurt so much that he dug into his heart and lungs, and went deep into his bone marrow.

Mitheus didn't expect Alice to be able to find this place, or on the day of his weakness.

If he can survive the full moon tonight and climb high in the sky, that is, at midnight, he will be able to turn from weak to strong, take down this rebel girl, and take back her bloodline.

Anyway, she is in the same situation as the little girl of the Jiang family, and one less is the truth that the world follows.

- Precious things must be unique.

One more wouldn't be worth mentioning.

Mitheus kept summoning the Blood Pillar to attack, while constantly counting the time in his head.

There are still five minutes to go.

He only needs to drag on for these five minutes...... five minutes......

"Poof!"

Mitheus looked incredulously at the silver dagger that appeared in front of him.

She, she actually threw her only weapon over?!

Mitheus stiffened and gripped the dagger that was inserted into his left shoulder.

"Handle!"

Mitheus suddenly realized that this handle was not made of silver, no wonder she could grasp it.

Pulling out the dagger, Mitheus laughed proudly: "Hahaha, stupid daughter, you lost your only sharp weapon, but you couldn't hit it with one hit, you have to pay for your arrogance!" ”

Mitheus said such a long list of words to Yan Hua.

Yan Hua was grateful to his eight generations of ancestors.

When another silver dagger flew out of her hand, her voice also sounded slowly: "Sure enough, the villains all died from talking too much." ”

"Poof!"

This time, the dagger hit Mitheus's heart, and he looked at the silver dagger in his heart that was exactly the same as in his hand.

"How, maybe?"

His face was dazed and confused.

Because he controlled the blood pillar to strangle the rebel girl with all his might, and he was already weak, he could only stand in the blood pool and couldn't move for half a minute.

But even so, under the entanglement of nine pillars of blood, she could still kill him with a flying dagger with ease?

No, no, no, no!

The point is not this, the point is - where did this dagger come from?

How did such a delicate and expensive silver dagger get into her hands, as if it was produced on a mass assembly line?

Just thinking about it, more than a dozen daggers flew in front of him, but Mitheus didn't even react.

With the sound of flesh, he gradually fell backwards, and there was a blank look on his face that was so thick that he couldn't disperse.

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