"The mayfly shakes the tree, it's ridiculous, Ye Weilan, how does it feel to kill the people you care about?"

The master only said that she would not be allowed to kill these two women, but Ye Yan was killed by Ye Weilan, what does it have to do with her?

Long Qianya looked at the pale and empty woman on the opposite side, staring at Ye Yan on the ground motionlessly, and the killing intent in her heart was uncontrollably flooding.

At this time, her sarcasm and sarcasm Ye Weilan obviously couldn't listen to it in the slightest.

She didn't feel the pleasure she imagined.

Long Qianya watched Ye Weilan's embarrassed posture, unwillingness and resentment were like poisonous snakes, constantly gnawing at her heart, arousing her anger at the hatred of the past, she finally waited for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, she really wanted to kill Ye Weilan, she really wanted to ......

She gritted her teeth and made up her mind, her hand slowly raised a gun, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at Ye Weilan's head, and she was about to pull the trigger, when Ye Weilan on the opposite side suddenly raised his head at this moment.

Long Qianya was shocked.

At this moment, a dark cloud drifted over and obscured the crescent moon, and the sky was no longer bright, and the river was filled with a trace of white mist, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

In the depths of Ye Weilan's pure black eyes, a few wisps of blood red welled up, and her clear eyes were as bright as blood, full of an ominous aura of killing.

Long Qianya's eyes met her, as if she had been pierced in the head by a poisonous needle soaked in the snow, first a buzz, then a pain.

At first, it was like a pinprick pain, and then the pain spread all the way, starting from the head, from the neck down, to the heart, and then to the limbs.

There is no way to describe that kind of pain in words, and it is even more unbearable than receiving physical modification!

Long Qianya covered her head, the strange pain made her unable to hold the gun, she kept screaming, slapped her head with both hands, and soon rolled to the ground, spasmodic and convulsive: "Ahhh

The sound of blood and resentment, and the miserable cry pierced the night sky, as if it was about to burst the throat.

Long Qianya was rolling on the ground, and she saw Ye Weilan staggering towards her with a knife, those strange discolored eyes, and the hideous anger rolling, made her heart tremble.

Ye Weilan walked over with a knife......

This scene was too familiar, a chill rose from her heart, and the fear that had just dissipated condensed again, she didn't want to die......

How could she be killed by Ye Weilan, a slut, three times or twice?

The pain of piercing her heart and bones made it difficult for her to even move a finger, Long Qianya gritted her teeth, moved the gun little by little, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at Ye Weilan tremblingly, trying to pull the trigger......

She tried many times, and waves of sharp pain hit her brain, so that she couldn't concentrate at all, she wanted to pass out, she wanted to sleep...... Unfortunately, she couldn't, and once she fell asleep, her life would end again.

This kind of pain really wants people to die immediately.

Seeing Ye Weilan stumbling closer, Long Qianya looked at the knife in her hand, hatred and resentment supported the last bit of nerves, she gritted her teeth, and finally fired a crooked shot, a "bang" shot, hitting Ye Weilan's calf.

Ye Weilan stumbled, his hair fell down, covering his face, but he didn't fall down and continued to move forward.

Long Qianya's mouth opened wide in horror, this time no matter how hard she tried, she didn't have the strength to pull the trigger.