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Luo Liyan just wanted to look up at the comer, but he felt his heart cold.

She lowered her head and watched as the werewolf's claws, blood-red, pierced through her chest.

The red heart was pinched in his hand, and it was beating with a pop.

It turns out that this is what my heart looks like!

Luo Liyan didn't know what she was sighing about, she heard Chris roar frantically, but she couldn't hear what he was saying.

Slowly fell.

"Glass smoke!" Chris dodged to the table, snatched Luo Liyan's broken body back from Sotua's grasp, and held it in his arms.

He kissed Luo Liyan's blood-stained forehead, carefully placed her on a clean chair, and then looked up at Sotua.

The knife-like features were tense, and the deep eyes were covered in bloodthirsty red.

His bones creaked and grinded, and then suddenly a large black wing spread out.

Sotua's eyes widened in disbelief and she turned to run, but Chris stopped in front of him at an unseen speed.

"You filthy werewolf, you woman who moved me, where do you want to run away?!" Chris's voice was grim, like a demon seeking his life.

The slender palm slammed into the wound on Sotua's neck, and with a hard pinch, scarlet blood spurted out again.

Because of the long-term use of verbena during this time, Sotua's blood was already full of its medicinal properties, and it hissed like sulfuric acid corrosion on Chris's hands.

But Chris didn't seem to feel such pain at all, and his blood-red eyes stared at Sotua's horrible wound.

Is this a cigarette injury?!

She is an ordinary human being who can hurt this werewolf like this, if she didn't hesitate today and hugged her for the first time, wouldn't she be tortured like this?!

I won't lose her myself?!

Chris felt like his petrified heart had come to life, and he was being stabbed piece by piece.

Endless remorse and pain swept over all his sanity.

He lifted Sotua high into the air, flew into the air, and then fell violently, smashing him to the marble table.

The table shattered, and Chris slammed him into the rubble.

All the sharp stones sank into Sotua's back, and a large amount of blood flowed out of the night, soaking the ground red.

He struggled hard, letting out a beastly roar, and Chris let go of the grip that was holding him.

Soyatu was overjoyed and wanted to jump away with all his might, but Chris didn't give him this chance at all, and smashed a punch directly into his mouth.

The entire mandible, shattered into powder, and collapsed limply, and Soyatu felt his mouth full of blood and fallen teeth.

And it's choking down the throat little by little.

His breathing became difficult.

Chris didn't quietly appreciate Soyatu's death, but raised his fist as if venting, punching him in the chest one after another.

It wasn't until Soyatu lost all his heat, and it wasn't until he was beaten to pieces that Chris stopped from doing this crazy move.

He stood up in a distraction, slowly walked towards Luo Liyan, and hugged her trembling in his arms, which was already cold.