Tang Ying didn't know if Xiao Zhuo, who had become a fierce spirit, could defeat Jing Yan in one fell swoop, but one thing was for sure, Jing Yan had nothing to do with Tang Ying in his heart, except for the identity of 'enemy'.

Those things that were separated between Tang Ying and Jing Yan drew a deep trench between each other, and after the rain of tears, they became a river of wounds, and they could no longer step through.

The cruelest sentence in this world is not that I'm sorry, it's not that I hate you, but that I can't go back!

Tang Ying watched Xiao Zhuo's hair shrink little by little, squeezing Jing Yan, without the slightest wave in her heart, as if looking at a villain who deserved it and was about to pay the price for his sins!

Just when Xiao Zhuo's hair had shrunk to the limit, making a 'click' screeching sound.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the hair was directly broken, turned into fragments, and withered inch by inch. Jing Yan still stood there, unmoved, undisturbed. Xiao Zhuo's full force blow, let alone seriously injured Jing Yan, and even the rolling python robe that represented arrogance and majesty could not be destroyed.

Without waiting for the rest of the hair to retract, Jing Yan had already moved, raised his hand lightly, grabbed Xiao Zhuo's hair, pulled it back, and brought Xiao Zhuo directly to the front. In the next moment, the other hand had already choked Xiao Zhuo's throat. The dignified fierce spirit is like a lamb in front of Jing Yan, and there is no room for resistance.

Xiao Zhuo struggled desperately, attacked, and resisted, but he couldn't prolong his life even for a second.

Jing Yan's fingers retracted forcefully, and he directly crushed Xiao Zhuo's neck.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhuo is a fierce spirit, this kind of pure physical attack can't really kill her, and the moment her neck is crushed, Xiao Zhuo turns into a cloud of black mist.

However, just as the black mist was about to condense Xiao Zhuo's body again, Jing Yan just took a breath lightly, and then produced a terrifying suction, directly sucking all the black mist into his mouth.

Xiao Zhuo completely disappeared in front of Tang Ying's eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Yunuo, who was beside Tang Ying, finally understood the gap between them and Jing Yan.

After a short period of sluggishness, Zhao Yunuo made the most rational decision as quickly as possible: "Go!" ”

When the words fell, Zhao Yunuo turned around and ran, while Xiaoqing grabbed Tang Ying's wrist and wanted to take her out of the No. 2 workshop.

Tang Ying's expression did not change at all, and he didn't even mean to run away at all, because Tang Ying knew Jing Yan too well, once Jing Yan moved his murderous intent, let alone Tang Ying and the others, even a strong person like Liu Yuanzhai would definitely not be able to escape from his Five Finger Mountain. In the abandoned hospital before, if it weren't for Tang Ying, Liu Yuanzhai would have been killed by Jing Yan, and it was just a wisp of Jing Yan's remnant soul!

As Tang Ying expected, before Zhao Yunuo ran to the door, the invisible coercion reappeared, forming a colorless and odorless barrier, directly sealing the door.

Zhao Yunuo didn't notice it at all, and hit his head on the barrier, accompanied by a wail, and fell to the ground with his buttocks.

Realizing that there was no way to escape, Zhao Yunuo was also out of the way, and shouted: "Xiaoqing, fight with him!" ”

Even Xiao Zhuo, who is a fierce spirit, is so vulnerable, let alone Xiao Qing, who is just a resentful spirit?

But because of absorbing Zhao Yunuo's innate blood, even if it was a moth's order to fight the fire, Xiaoqing still carried it out without hesitation.