Junko Iseya was suddenly startled and looked around, "Where is He Yan?" Where is He Yan? You come out! ”

"Cleaning up like you, I don't need my boyfriend to do it", Lu Xiaoyu slowly walked towards Junko Iseya and Acha, "You two, come together!" ”

Ah Cha broke off, struggled to get up, picked up the Japanese knife, and rushed up with a knife. Lu Xiaoyu flashed quickly, and slashed his palm on Ah Cha's waist, and the white-haired girl screamed, fell to the ground with a pop, and remained motionless.

Her lumbar vertebrae were shattered, and she was crushed by Lu Xiaoyu's palm.

Junko Iseya was shocked, pinched her fingers and silently recited a few incantations, and shook her hand at Lu Xiaoyu, and three tall red shadows appeared immediately, one of them ran towards Zhou Bing, and the other two flanked Lu Xiaoyu from left and right. Lu Xiaoyu came to Zhou Bing's body in an instant, split the red shadow with one palm, and then rushed to the other two red shadows in a flash, punching them one by one, turning them into a cloud of black smoke.

Junko Iseya is stupid, three samurai-style gods of the Heian era, more than ten meters apart from each other to attack in depth, Lu Xiaoyu's entire set of attacks is like a cloud of water in the same way, in one go, and her speed is extremely fast, almost in the blink of an eye, she eliminated all three of her most powerful gods.

She panicked, confused, didn't think much about it, roared angrily, and pounced on Lu Xiaoyu.

Junko Iseya is a master of Aikido, a skillful form of kung fu that emphasizes the victory of the weak over the strong. But in front of Lu Xiaoyu, who has destructive power, the skills of the gods and horses are all floating clouds, and after only three faces, Junko Iseya was beaten into the air and fell to the ground more than ten meters away, unable to breathe.

Lu Xiaoyu is already red-eyed, Junko Iseya is different from others, this woman has harmed herself and He Yan, Lu Xiaoyu has made up her mind to make her pay for her blood debt! She was just about to rush forward when she suddenly felt a sense of danger, and with an instinctive flash, a bang, and a crater appeared where she had just landed.

She frowned, looked up, and found Guanyueyin on the beam, shouted angrily, and instantly came to Liang, and grabbed the gun of Guanyueyin.

Guan Yueyin was already stunned, she subconsciously pulled the trigger, and with another bang, Lu Xiaoyu dodged in time, and the bullet hit the steel beam and popped sparks. Before Guan Yueyin fired the third shot, she was like a kite with a broken string, thrown off the steel beam by Lu Xiaoyu and fell to the ground.

Lu Xiaoyu immediately dodged to her side, kicked her violently, Guan Yueyin screamed, and was kicked to Zhou Bing's side. Zhou Bing was already stupid, looking at all this blankly, his body trembling incessantly.

Lu Xiaoyu stared at Guanyueyin coldly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, walked over and picked up the sniper rifle, bent the gun into a U-shape with both hands very easily, and threw it in front of Guanyueyin.

Guan Yueyin looked desperately at Lu Xiaoyu rushing towards her, she kept pouting backwards, until she rubbed in front of Zhou Bing, grabbed Zhou Bing, pulled out a dagger from her boots, and pressed Zhou Bing's neck, "You stop, don't come here!" ”

Lu Xiaoyu smiled contemptuously at the corner of her mouth, and instantly came to Guan Yueyin, grabbed her wrist holding the knife, and shook it violently. Guanyueyin screamed, flew far away, hit the wall hard, and when he landed, he turned into a bloody man.

Lu Xiaoyu knew that the female killer still had one breath left, but she couldn't threaten Zhou Bing anymore. So, she turned her head and walked towards Junko Iseya, the coldness in her eyes, and the female onmyoji on the ground couldn't help but shiver.

However, at this moment, Lu Xiaoyu suddenly felt that his legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground with a pop, cold sweat on his head was like rain, and his breathing began to become short. She suddenly realized that she might have consumed too much today, and the power of the portrait was a little too much to support. But no, Qin Xiaoxiao is struggling alone outside, if she falls, what will she do? What about Zhou Bing?

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forced herself to her feet, walking towards Junko Iseya.

At this time, Junko Iseya had already gasped, and seeing Lu Xiaoyu standing up again, she also stood up strongly, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and smiled coldly, "It turns out that you used He Yan's strength...... What do you think...... Fierce battles...... Unsustainable, right? ”

"Kill you, enough!"

Lu Xiaoyu's eyes were like ice blades, and Junko Iseya, who was stabbed, trembled in her heart. She knew that He Yan would not come, and the time had come desperately. Thinking of this, she pinched her fingers and recited the incantation silently, and a black qi quickly surged out of her, and then she turned into palms with both hands and slapped her forehead heavily.

In an instant, her eyes widened, and her eyes instantly turned blood-red.

Just like yesterday with the little man, she turned herself into a living dead who didn't know pain, let alone die, and rushed towards Lu Xiaoyu with a roar.

Lu Xiaoyu's heart moved, and she suddenly had an idea, she looked up at the steel beam, her figure flashed, and she was gone.

The living dead, Junko Iseya, suddenly had no purpose, and she was like a mad beast, looking around, and the roar shook the entire warehouse and buzzed.

Lu Xiaoyu came to the steel beam, waved her hand, and the drawing pen appeared, and then she tore open her front placket, lowered her head and painted on her white chest skin.

At this time, the living dead Junko Iseya found Lu Xiaoyu on the steel beam, and she roared angrily at Lu Xiaoyu, but she couldn't help it, she couldn't go up. Just now, Guanyueyin went up with a rope, but after going up, the rope was untied and hidden on the steel beam. Iseya Junko jumped straight up, but he couldn't go to the room and was annoyed.

Soon, Lu Xiaoyu drew a simple portrait of He Yan on his chest, although it was a simple pen, but it was just as expressive. After the painting, the portrait instantly disappeared into her skin. Lu Xiaoyu's body trembled suddenly, only to feel cold and piercing, and she screamed in pain and fell from the steel beam.

She had twice painted He Yan on Xia Qingge's back, but she couldn't paint on her own back, so there was nothing she could do if she tried it. But He Yan didn't tell her that the portrait can't be painted on the heart, especially his portrait, because he is the king of Tanmen Dizang, the stone and soil of Dayin Mountain, and the heart is away from the fire.

But now it's too late to tell her, she has really experienced the taste of the underworld in her heart, that feeling, as if her heart is frozen, and her body is like hundreds of millions of ice needles pricking around, painful, itchy and cold, tormenting her life is worse than death.

When he was practicing penance in the Netherworld, He Yan suffered from this kind of torture for nearly ten years, and among the four senior brothers, he had the strongest desire to escape, because of this suffering, it was too difficult. At this time, what Lu Xiaoyu experienced was much stronger than what He Yan endured at that time.

Lu Xiaoyu kept rolling on the ground, wailing in pain, tearing his clothes incessantly, and his fingers were bleeding. Zhou Bing, who was in the distance, saw her in such pain, and shed tears sadly. Junko Iseya, who was not far away, saw this scene, she was overjoyed, roared, walked a few steps, pounced on Lu Xiaoyu, and choked Lu Xiaoyu's neck desperately.

Lu Xiaoyu struggled and couldn't move, she grabbed Junko Iseya's hand fiercely, but her body couldn't exert any strength at all. She looked at the void in despair, and there was only one name left in her heart, "He Yan......"

He Yan, who was far away in the waiting hall of the Capital International Airport, felt a tingling pain in his heart, and he closed his eyes in pain. Of course, he knows that his girlfriend is going through the test of life and death, and if she can't pass this level, then she will be scattered and will never be able to live forever. But he had to hold back, because he had no other choice.

"Xiaoyu ......" tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, and he prayed for Lu Xiaoyu in his heart, "Girl, you can do it!" You must make it through and don't give up! ……”

After a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a long howl in the waiting hall, shocking the four seats.

When the two security guards heard the sound, they quickly ran to him, and when they saw that there were tears in the corners of his eyes, the two security guards were stunned, and one of them asked him, "Sir, are you okay?" ”

He Yan didn't speak, and waved his hand gently.

Seeing that his expression was so painful, the two security guards didn't know what to do.

"I'm worried about my girlfriend......" He Yan took a deep breath and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "I'm fine, I'm embarrassed to ......"

The two security guards looked at each other and didn't say anything else, just reminded him not to make loud noises in public, and then left.

He Yan stood up, walked to the glass wall, knelt down on one knee, and smiled bitterly, "Master, please, don't torture my Xiaoyu...... I beg you to ......" He wept silently, and tears rained down.

Lin Xiang in the distance silently looked at the sad back of his disciple, smiled helplessly, turned around and walked into the crowd, and disappeared.