Ye Junchen didn't expect Eleven to make a move for him, looking at the blood dripping from his white little hands, his face quickly sank, and it was almost difficult to see the extreme.

He turned around and kicked Huang Zijian in the abdomen, but the other party blocked it with his other hand, and the next moment, Huang Zijian gave up the iron pen and took two steps back in a row.

"Eleven, how are your hands?" Ye Junchen didn't catch up, and quickly reached out to grab Eleven's bleeding hand, and said distressedly, "Why are you disobedient?" ”

Eleven slowly let go of his hand, and the iron pen fell, rolling down the eaves twice, and falling to the ground, the wound in his palm was dense, and blood kept gushing out.

"You and I are already husband and wife, I won't leave you alone to live alone, not to mention, he is not a master." Eleven pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, and watched Huang Zijian fly down the street from the roof, picking up the iron pen on the ground, and there was an eerie chill in his eyes.

Why didn't the beautiful man's father tell her that after her body was reshaped, she could feel the pain!

His uncle, it hurts her to death!

"Don't be ashamed!" Huang Zijian clenched the iron pen and pointed in the direction of Eleven, "You have the ability, you and I can fight alone!" ”

"Just you? Scold. ”

Eleven was so painful that beads of sweat continued to gush on her forehead, her mood was terrible at this time, her eyes were like ice blades, cold and sharp, with a bloodthirsty killing intent that destroyed everything.

"Ah Ye, take care of yourself."

Eleven lowered his voice and commanded, spread his hands, and floated down from the roof.

The golden mask shone brightly in the moonlight, descending into the world like a night fairy, but the aura emanating from the woman's body was so powerful that even the air around her changed.

The sudden drop in temperature made Huang Zijian couldn't help but shrink his neck, staring at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, he seemed to have provoked the wrong person.

"Within ten moves, if you are still alive, I will let you go!"

Huang Zijian took a deep breath, he was seventh on the rankings, how could he be frightened by an unknown junior, not to mention that the other party was still a woman.

"Ten moves?" Eleven red lips hooked, and his voice was slow and indifferent, but it made people feel inexplicably chilled down their backs, "One move is enough." ”

As soon as the words fell, a black shadow disappeared in front of everyone like a ghost, and when he appeared again, he was already standing in front of Huang Zijian, his neck tightly locked by the woman.

With five fingers, he twisted mercilessly, and twisted Huang Zijian's head alive, blood splattered out of his neck, and this scene made the people around him suddenly take a breath of cold air, their scalps were numb, and a chill rushed from their heels to their backs.

"Heh, the seventh-ranked master? I haven't even survived half a move, with such heavy water, I really don't know what to do with that leaderboard, selling my reputation! "Eleven clouds are light and breezy.

She turned around slowly, threw the head in her hand in front of Qin Tianyi, her arm hanging down beside her, and let the blood drip from her fingertips to the ground.

Seeing this, Ye Junchen flew down, stood beside her, and looked at everyone in front of him vigilantly.

"This scene, the prince is quite satisfied?" Eleven looked coldly at the man in black and said softly, "I wonder if the prince still wants to kill Wuyuan?" ”

"What if the king insists on killing?" Qin Tianyi said coldly.

"The master of this door has always cherished talents and loved talents, and has always felt that the prince is very suitable for washing toilets in the ghost gate, since the prince insists on killing my family's Xiaoyaya, I have to kill you." Eleven's mouth raised into a wicked smile.