The saint glanced coldly at Jiang Haifeng who was lying on the ground.

Immediately, his gaze returned to Luo Yangyang in his arms.

Looking at her red and swollen half of her face, nestled in his arms, and then thinking of her little shoulders full of scarlet blood, the cold eyes of the canonization were deep.

He was still standing in front of the bed, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the blood-stained dagger on the small bed.

He barely thought about it, and as soon as his long and powerful legs lifted, the tips of his shiny black leather shoes kicked the handle of the dagger.

The dagger was kicked off the bed and flew like an arrow.

The sharp blood-stained dagger cut through the void air all the way, and when the blood on the dagger blade was about to fall a drop, the tip of the dagger was ruthlessly and accurately inserted into Jiang Haifeng's left eye.

"Ahh

Luo Yangyang was so weak that she nestled in the arms of the saint, she lost too much blood and was a little sleepy, she closed her eyes and wanted to sleep, she was so frightened by this scream that she trembled lightly.

Sensing the slight tremor of the person in her arms, she silently hugged him more tightly in fright, and at the same time, the canonization also hugged her even tighter.

"It's gone." Feng Sheng glanced at Jiang Haifeng one last time, and the cold aura in his body was like a biting cold rising from the bottom of the glacier, "Don't let him die too happily." ”

The tone of the canonization is actually very gentle, as if he is talking about what to eat tonight.

"Canonized! I'll kill you! Ah-" Jiang Haifeng, who only had one eye left, covered his blood-dripping left eye, and fell into a demonic madness.

The sharp pain from his eyes deep into his skull made him completely lose his mind.

After the canonization was not light, he no longer paid attention to Jiang Haifeng, who was rolling on the ground with a scream.

He walked on the Shura Purgatory Ground with a steady pace that was no different from usual, like a god descending from the sky, and walked in the Shura Purgatory without a single drop of stained blood on his body.

Luo Yangyang shrunk into the consecrated arms, and the sense of security brought to her by this embrace was like a drowning person who was suddenly rescued and placed on a soft and comfortable bed.

She greedily clung to him, and wanted to be held like this, not going anywhere.

Feng Sheng went out with Luo Yangyang in his arms, Yaquan looked at Jiang Haifeng, who was already dead on the ground, patted Ma Feng's shoulder and said, "Clean it up, you must not be found on the boss's head." ”