He Zhouzheng guessed correctly at all, and guessed almost everything thoroughly.

Ling Chamei's people were like moths to a fire, constantly flocking to the thirty-third floor.

And there are only about twenty security guards on the thirty-third floor, but all of them are good at fists and feet, and one fight is more than five or six.

In addition, the passage was narrow, and the twenty security guards were like soldiers guarding the gate, and they actually blocked all Ling Chamei's people outside.

The head of the security guard had a hideous scar on his face, which was torn all the way to the base of his left ear, like a zipper.

But this kind of zipper hangs on the face, but it is extremely terrifying.

From beginning to end, the scar security guard didn't make a move, watching those little thugs pounce one after another, with a calm smile on the corner of their mouths, and seemed to enjoy this feeling very much.

"Eldest sister, what should I do? Those guys are so fierce! ”

A thug wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth and asked Ling Chamei with a frightened face.

Ling Chamei's eyes were already red at this time.

Although Ye Xiaofei asked her to go first, let her find a helper, and then bring someone over.

However, Ling Chamei felt at that time that Ye Xiaofei might really have encountered a tricky opponent.

If Ye Xiaofei really has three longs and two shorts, Ling Chamei knows that she will spend her whole life in guilt.

"Hit, damn, no matter what, we're going to rescue Xiaofei today!"

"They're awesome, aren't they? Damn, the people in our Rose Workshop are not cowards, if anyone dares to retreat, whoever fucking will get out of the Rose Workshop! ”

Ling Chamei rolled up her sleeves, grabbed a machete, and rushed up in the crowd.

It's been a long time since the security guards from the special forces have fought like this.

Although they have a strong physique, they are human beings, not machines, and under the impact of waves and waves, there are finally signs of exhaustion.

Ling Chamei was ruthless at this time, like a cow guarding a calf, the old wounds on her body had not gone, but the new injuries had been added.

Finally, after the thirteenth impact, Ling Chamei finally rushed to the thirty-third floor with dozens of brothers.

The faces of the security guards changed slightly, but they were still relatively calm.

The scar-faced security guard stared at Ling Chamei with a smile on his face: "Beauty, what's the matter?" ”

"Hmph, let your fat boss hand over Ye Xiaofei to me!"

Ling Chamei roared out almost with all her might, and there was a weak trilling in her voice.

Ling Chamei felt that her whole body was weak, her feet were weak, if she hadn't gritted her teeth and persisted, I am afraid that she would have fallen down directly.

The scar-faced security guard sneered: "I'm sorry for this beauty, taking people's money and being loyal." Hehe, if you could have beaten my brothers down, then you can go to someone casually. ”

As he spoke, the conversation changed: "Hmph, otherwise, don't think about it!" ”

"Good!"

Although Ling Chamei rushed to the thirty-third floor at this time, she neither saw Ye Xiaofei, nor Wen Feng, nor did she see the obscene Xia Guofang.

Nervous.

The ominous feeling in Ling Chamei's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Brothers, rush to the old lady!"

Ling Chamei waved her hand and rushed towards those security guards first, looking like a strong man would never return.

Scrimmage!

In today's era of rapid development of information and civilization, such melee has rarely happened.

However, without any warning, on the thirty-third floor, which ordinary people had touched without knowing it, the scuffle was happening fiercely.

In the soundproof room, the air is filled with the smell of blood and corpses.

Ye Xiaofei used all his strength to pierce the silver needle into his body, and suddenly felt like drinking a glass of cold Coke on a hot summer day, and his whole body shivered inexplicably, and he was extremely comfortable.

Wen Feng was staring at Ye Xiaofei with a cruel smile, and suddenly saw him open his eyes, still suspicious.

However, as if he suddenly remembered something, Wen Feng hurriedly took out a piece of rune paper and read it out loud: "Seven non-Tongqi cover, Lian Wan is also a demon, six days Hengbei Dao, this is the ghost and god family!" ”

Raised the rune paper in his hand, and the rune paper flickered, and flew to the top of Ye Xiaofei's head, and a black smoke came out directly, enveloping Ye Xiaofei in it.

Seeing this, Wen Feng laughed out loud: "Hmph, seeing that your soul is restless and can't calm your nerves, I want to forcibly take your soul and take away your memory today!" ”

"Hmph, as long as you get the Xuanmen Five Techniques, even if you lose a Soul Dissolving Pill, it's worth it!"

"Haha, haha, if you want to fight with me, even if you have the soul of Yuan Miao Zhenren, what can you do!"

Wen Feng laughed, but he was arrogant.

For that Soul Dissolving Pill, Wen Feng was still very confident, no matter how powerful Yuan Miao Zhenren was, he would definitely not steal life under the power of the Soul Dissolving Pill.

Ye Xiaofei at this time was not comfortable.

The soul that originally wanted to leave the body was fusing with ** again little by little, but that soul-dissolving pill was really domineering, and after devouring the soul of Yuan Miao Zhenren, it began to devour Ye Xiaofei's soul.

The feeling of being devoured is as uncomfortable as thousands of ants gnawing at bones.

Ye Xiaofei bit his lip tightly, blood flowed out of his lips little by little, and then swallowed it into his stomach with a bitter taste.

Forcibly enduring the pain, Ye Xiaofei pricked all the nine needles in his dantian, navel, and even on the top of his head, and the feeling of being eaten finally became a lot lighter.

After a long while, Ye Xiaofei didn't move, and lay on the ground like a statue and a corpse.

Wen Feng was originally smiling happily, but seeing that the color of the black qi floating in the rune paper had faded a lot, he couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Strange, is this Soul Snatcher Talisman invalid?" Or is the Soul Dissolving Pill too powerful and has already swallowed this kid's soul? ”

Wen Feng hurriedly moved his fat body, deftly ran in front of Ye Xiaofei, and grabbed the rune paper: "No, it's impossible, why don't you even have a trace, it's impossible?" ”

Shaking his head vigorously, Wen Feng lowered his head and looked at Ye Xiaofei.

Ye Xiaofei's lips were purple, his eyes were closed, and his limbs were stretched to the maximum, like a dead man.

However, Wen Feng clearly saw Ye Xiaofei's eyes rolling under his eyelids.

If the eyes can still move, the person will not die.

"Huh? How can it be? Not dead? ”

Wen Feng's face finally changed, and he immediately turned around and went to get a bottle of potion, and wanted to pour it on Ye Xiaofei.

However, just now when he came to Ye Xiaofei again, Ye Xiaofei opened his eyes violently.

In his eyes, there was an endless murderous aura.

Looking at Ye Xiaofei's eyes, Wen Feng was so frightened that he hurriedly took two steps back, frightened: "You, you're not dead?" ”

Ye Xiaofei sat up slowly, twisted his neck twice, hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, shook his comfortable body, and showed a meaningful smile: "Without your help, I wouldn't have been able to kill that Yuan Miao Zhenren at all, hehe, now it seems that I feel unusually energetic!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled out the silver needles on his body one by one.

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