"Heh, do you finally remember?" He squinted his eyes and stared coldly at Leng Yitong.

Leng Yitong's eyes became cold, without a trace of emotion, exuding a penetrating chill all over his body, as if he had returned to the days when there was only killing.

"Am I supposed to thank you for reminding me of something bad." Leng Yitong shook his hand, and his originally weak hand immediately recovered, and said in a cruel voice: "In order to thank you for the reminder, I had to kill you." ”

Suddenly, the chill on her body became even stronger, like a poisonous tongue that had been awakened, exuding a dangerous aura all over her body.

"Haha, that's right." Shura smiled and said with a burning gaze, "This is the real you." ”

Swish!

Leng Yitong rushed out with an arrow step.

Her speed reached the extreme, and the muscles and joints of her entire body all cooperated tacitly, bursting into an extreme state.

At this moment, Leng Yitong's body will turn into the most terrifying killing weapon.

Well?

Shura's pupils shrank, and he didn't have time to dodge, and his punch was slammed into the door by Leng Yitong.

Click!

A crack appeared on the white ghost face, and Shura gritted his teeth and hurriedly flipped over, trying to dodge Leng Yitong's attack.

However, Leng Yitong's current reaction and speed have reached their peak.

As soon as he moved, Leng Yitong punched and hit Shura's heart hard.

Wow!

Shura spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out upside down.

"I could have killed with one hit. However, I want to give you back the anger that you have aroused in my heart, little by little. Leng Yitong's voice was cold and ruthless, and under the continuous movement of figures, he appeared in front of Shura again.

Shura's pupils shrank, and before he could slow down, he was blasted away by Leng Yitong's punch again.

Leng Yitong's fists blasted out one after another, she wanted to smash Shura's mask, but the strange thing was that Shura would always turn her head and use her body to catch her fist.

"Until now, are you still unwilling to reveal your true colors?" Leng Yitong's eyes sank, and he turned around and kicked Shura out with one kick.

There was a loud bang.

Shura's body slammed into the wall, knocking it out of a hole.

If it were someone else, this one would have been shattered, but for Shura, it was only a painless injury.

Leng Yitong raised his steps and walked over step by step. "When are you going to protect your mask?"

"Until you die?"

"Huh." Suddenly, Shura stood up, raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "It's not enough!" It's not enough! ”

Well?

Leng Yitong stood still and stared deeply at Shura.

"You've awakened your instincts, but that's not enough to kill me." Shura straightened up, exuding a chilling majesty. "If that's all you can do, then it's time for you to die."

Sa!

Leng Yitong's figure moved, like a spiritual snake, and rushed to Shura's body.

She threw her hand, and one arm was as soft as a rope, and once it wrapped itself around Shura's neck, she could break it.

Suddenly, a black shadow shook over and instantly wrapped around Leng Yitong's hand.

What the?!

Leng Yitong's pupils shrank, and he looked at Shura with a shocked expression, "How can you do the same?!" "I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Rebirth of the Favorite Male God: Mu Shao, Addictive", WeChat pays attention to "Youyue Literature", chats about life, and finds a confidant~