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Feng Jiu couldn't help but want to break free of his hand anymore, but he clenched it tighter and tighter, and she couldn't help but gasp in pain.

Moreover, his strength was too great, Feng Jiu used all his strength, but he couldn't stop his speed, so he could only be dragged by him involuntarily, staggering down the steep hillside.

Seeing that he was halfway up the mountain, Feng Jiu suddenly became anxious, "Long Yutian, if you don't let go, don't blame me for being unkind to you!" ”

Long Yutian sneered, and said without looking back: "Unless you chop off my hand, don't want me to let go." ”

Seeing that instead of letting go, he was going down the mountain faster and faster, Feng Jiu gritted his teeth, his right hand quietly flipped by his side, and the silver light flashed between his fingers, silently shooting towards Long Yutian's neck.

Long Yutian was still looking ahead, and there was no pause under his feet, his left hand suddenly raised like lightning, his thumb and index finger clasped and flicked lightly, and the silver light instantly changed direction and disappeared into the night around him.

Feng Jiu refused to give up, her right hand was raised again, and a silver needle as thin as a hair was held in her fingertips, stabbing towards the hand that Long Yutian was holding her tightly.

Long Yutian didn't let go of her because of this, and his footsteps in the rush actually stopped in place, and Feng Jiu's body continued to rush forward because of inertia, so the silver needle failed to stab Long Yutian.

But because Long Yutian was still holding one of her hands, her body involuntarily staggered around him, and returned to him like a net.

A sneer tugged at the corner of Long Yutian's mouth, and he grabbed Feng Jiu's right hand with the opportunity, and then pushed hard into her arms.

Caught off guard, the slender silver needle she was holding in her fingertips silently pierced into her clothes and into her skin.

A little tingling that was almost imperceptible, with a slight numbness, made Fengjiu's heart sink to the bottom in an instant.

Long Yutian lowered his head and approached her pale cheeks, and said with a smile: "Little goblin, do you remember how you punished Giza in the ring?" With the way of others, and the body of others, I learned well, right? ”

His words fell, and Feng Jiu suddenly slashed his palm at his chest.

Long Yutian didn't move, even with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, allowing her palm to gently land on his iron-hard chest.

That's right, it's a gentle ......

Because the potion applied to her silver needle is more powerful than the potion on Giza's ring, it can paralyze an ordinary person's whole body and make him fall asleep in five seconds.

The deeper the power, the slower the effect of the medicine.

Therefore, Feng Jiu is not in a coma now, but the muscles and muscles of her whole body have quickly become paralyzed, so her palm will fall softly on Long Yutian's chest.

Not only did it not have the slightest lethality, but it was like a gentle stroke~ touch, and the soft palm was attached to Long Yutian's chest, causing his heartbeat to stop uncontrollably.

Feeling that this little hand was slowly falling downward, Long Yutian reached out and held it tightly, pressing it to the position of his heart.

Feng Jiu's face and tongue were paralyzed at this time, and he couldn't even speak, so he only had time to glare at Long Yutian viciously, and his body could no longer control it and fell to the ground.

Long Yutian stretched out his hand and hugged her slender waist, but Feng Jiu had already fallen into a coma, his eyes were closed, and his body fell limply on top of him.