154 Assassination of the Son of God (2)
"Lou Chao! It's you! Hua Ye said angrily and frightenedly.
The ice sword in Mo Chaowan's hand suddenly lengthened, "It's your aunt!" "The cold eyes are bloodthirsty, the ink hair is flying, and the whole person seems to be from the Shura Hell.
With the ice sword in his hand, he slashed at him like crazy!
Dozens of slashes were made on him in an instant!
Hua Ye resisted in embarrassment, lost too much blood, his consciousness was a little blurred, his whole body was full of bright red blood, and the whole person was dripping with blood......
Mo Chaowan still didn't understand his hatred, the ice sword in his hand suddenly thickened and lengthened, and the tip of the sword showed a sharper and more terrifying luster!
Hua Ye was terrified, "Ah----" had no choice but to force out all the spiritual power in his body, and the violent fluctuations caused the air factor to explode, and he tried his best to use the explosion wave that destroyed the world and the earth!
Not good!
He burned the aura around him and caused himself to explode! Die with your enemies!
Mo Chaowan was stunned, just now she was blindfolded by hatred, and she missed the best time to escape!
It's too late to escape!
Feng Yaoxi saw that Mo Chaowan had not yet appeared, and was afraid that she would have some accidents, so she strode towards the house, and saw that Mo Chaowan was in danger of life and death, "Be careful!" He risked his life to get her out, shielding her from the shockwave with his own body, and then ejecting her out of the window as fast as he could.
"Feng Yaoxi!" Mo Chaowan fell to the ground in pain, and was suddenly stunned, seeing the house devastated and swaying, and Feng Yaoxi was engulfed in flames! Then a boulder inside the house buried the two deeply.
Mo Chaowan frantically split the boulder with his hands, rummaging through the broken wooden blocks and stones, seeing blood in his hands but not feeling pain, "Feng Yao Xi...... Where are you...... Come out of here! ”
Waiting for Feng Yaoxi to crawl out slowly covered in blood, covered in tatters and bloody, like a demon, "You ......" Mo Chaowan didn't dare to recognize him, but from his silhouette, he could barely see that he was really Feng Yaoxi's ......!
And now she didn't dare to look at the hideous and terrible scars on his face...... He's such a beauty-loving person! But there was an ugly wound on his face...... Mo Chaowan's nose suddenly became sour, and a few tears remained uncontrollably.
"Don't cry! I'm the most ...... Ahem, I can't see a woman crying! Feng Yaoxi's weak soft voice persuaded, choked by the thick smoke, and he couldn't help coughing wildly.
Mu Xuanli heard such a violent movement, coerced a group of people, and hurried over, he saw that his friend for many years was blown up like this, and his face suddenly darkened.
Quickly diagnose his pulse and heal his wounds, and feed him a blood-tonifying pill.
"You're still angry when it's critical." Feng Yaoxi smiled strongly, his heart hurt so much that he was almost speechless.
Mu Xuanli didn't have time to deal with him at this life-and-death time.
After rescuing for a while, Feng Yaoxi barely saved his life, and with the help of the guards, Feng Yaoxi, who was covered in bruises, was taken to the side hall to rest.
"How's his face?" Mo Chaowan asked silently.
That's what Feng Yaoxi cares about the most...... He is a well-known beautiful man in the Six Realms, and he will be sad for half a year if there is a small wrinkle on his handsome face before...... If his face is ruined, it will make his life worse than death!
"It's too badly injured, I'm afraid it's ......" Mu Xuanli shook his head helplessly.
Mo Chaowan was in a trance for a moment, her legs were weak, and she almost fell to the ground, Mu Xuanli felt her hands hold her shoulders tightly, supporting her.
Mo Chaowan cried with pear blossoms and rain, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have taken him to the adventure......"
Mu Xuanli's heart throbbed, slowly hugged her, and stroked her head with one hand, "Wan'er, don't cry." ”。
The warm embrace of spring is what she has longed for for a long time.