Ning Ting's words fell, and the corners of Gao Wuxiao's mouth turned up on his burned face, and he sneered: "What are you, why follow me?" ”

After finishing speaking, Gao Wuxian turned around and walked forward without hesitation, now Xu Jiaming is still missing, every second wasted, Xu Jiaming is more dangerous, it is the life that was saved by his own hands, he doesn't want Xu Jiaming to die like this.

But Gao Wuxian, who had already turned his head forward, did not see Ning Ting, who froze in place after listening to his words, and her expression gradually distorted.

In the next second, Gao Wuxiao only felt a pain in his lower back, and the sharp blade cut through the musculature of his waist like a hot knife cutting butter, burying deep into the tight flesh.

"Sure enough, just like she said, you're a scumbag!"

A roar full of despair sounded in his ears, and Gao Wuxiao looked sideways, behind him, the pitch-black short knife was tightly held by Ning Ting's only remaining left hand, and the blade with a cold light was sinking deep into his back.

"She?"

Gao Wuxian stretched out his hand and pushed back expressionlessly, easily pushing Ning Ting to the ground, but the short knife was still in his back, and he could feel an inexplicable suction force on the blade, which was slowly devouring his physical strength.

Grabbing his right hand back, Gao Wuxiao's expression, which was easily holding the pitch-black short knife, changed slightly, and he found that this short knife actually seemed to be covered with barbs and embedded in his body, but when he pulled it back slightly, he would feel a piercing pain.

But fortunately, the speed at which the short knife devoured his physical strength was not too fast, and he had plenty of time to figure out a way.

But compared to this, he was more curious about who she was in Ning Ting's mouth?

Gao Wuxiao's intuition told him that what Ning Ting said about her must have something to do with Xu Jiaming's disappearance.

It's better to say that that person is the mastermind behind arranging this unpopular drama.

first left a broken arm Xu Jiaming in place, and then arranged a scene in which Xu Jiaming held Ning Ting hostage.

Letting go of the short knife inserted into his lower back, Gao Wuxian thought for a moment, turned to face Ning Ting, who was paralyzed on the ground, and whispered: "Tell me who she is, I won't kill you." ”

When Ning Ting was pushed to the ground, her palm, which had already been crushed, was subconsciously propped up on the ground, and now she was about to faint in pain, but looking at Gao Wuxian, who was stuck with a short knife in her lower back, she couldn't help but smile.

So her face, which should have been quite delicate, looked crazy at this moment.

Ning Ting laughed nervously: "What are you!" Why should I tell you! ”

His eyebrows drooped, Gao Wuxuan no longer restrained himself when he heard the sound, his right leg was raised, and the whip leg with the sound of the wind kicked hard at Ning Ting's door.

Bang –

The dull sound of landing sounded, and Ning Ting, who was kicked two meters away, struggled to get up, her already distorted face was overflowing with blood, but her crazy smile did not diminish at all.

"Isn't that completely insane?"

Gao Wuxuan muttered to himself, walked in front of Ning Ting, reached out and grabbed her neck with his palm, and no longer hesitated, his hand suddenly exerted force.

With a crisp click, Ning Ting stared at her eyes full of madness and fell softly.

Smack, smack, smack~

The applause rang out behind him, and Gao Wuxiao suddenly looked back when he heard the sound, and the sight was Ning Ting, who was walking slowly, followed by three people behind her.

Gao Wuxian looked at it carefully, his eyes narrowed slightly.

These three people are the senior who was stoned to death by him with a folding stool, Chen You, who was tortured to death by him on the sixth floor, and Xu Jiaming, who was strangled to death by him.

So this Ning Ting, which Ning Ting is it?

Noticing that Gao Wuxiao's gaze fell behind her, Ning Ting's expression remained unchanged, and she whispered with a smile: "Should I say that it is worthy of you?" Obviously, Xu Jiaming, I'm so miserable, you can still kill without hesitation. ”

While talking about Ning Ting, she stopped clapping, smiled and said sharply: "Chen You is right, you are a madman." ”

Behind her, even the veterans, the expressions of the three of them were carelessly calm, but it was better to say that the killing intent was not concealed at all.

One by one's expressions were eager to peel off Gao Wuxian's skin and bones.

Facing the four of them and slowly getting up, Gao Wuxuan was a little surprised, he actually inadvertently pulled the hatred of so many people.

But it's hard for Ning Ting, I don't know where to find such a bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

But listening to what Ning Ting said, she should be the Ning Ting who fell away with the ghost object when I was seriously injured?

Subconsciously reached out and touched his waist, Gao Wuxiao was a little curious about how Ning Ting got this thing.

However, when his movements fell into Ning Ting's eyes, it made her sneer and say, "Do you already feel that your body can't use your strength?" ”

For Ning Ting's confident performance, Gao Wuxian nodded silently, although this short knife was indeed absorbing his physical strength, but the speed was a little slow, and until now he was only a little tired.

To get to the point where he can't use his strength, this thing has to stay on him for hours.

Seeing Gao Wuxian nodding, Ning Ting no longer suppressed her emotions, and covered her face with her hands, as if she was covering her face and crying, but the distorted laughter couldn't be stopped.

"High and sound! You also have today! ”

As if she had laughed enough, Ning Ting got up suddenly, and after shouting, she rushed towards Gao Wuxuan with a fist in a disorderly manner.

"Can't you help it?"

Gao Wuxiao smiled softly, in his eyes, Ning Ting's speed was just a little faster than that of ordinary people.

For him now, it's about the same as going from a snail to a turtle.

With his feet retracted backwards, Gao Wuxian's body retreated violently, Ning Ting's fist fell abruptly into the air, and under her blank gaze, Gao Wuxuan swung his fist and smashed it on Ning Ting's face.

Bang! Puff puff puff –

Ning Ting was knocked upside down by Gao Wuxian's punch, and rolled on the ground a few times before she could stop.

"How is that possible! Aren't you already cursed! ”

Ning Ting struggled to get up and shouted in disbelief.

"Cursed?"

Gao Wuxiao reached out to his waist when he heard the sound, condensed a tar knife in his palm, and drew a circle around the place where the short knife entered the flesh, and then reached out and dug in, and the short knife was dug out with a large piece of flesh and blood.

【Weak Spell】

Quality: Excellent

Effect: Holding a weak spell will enter a silent state, and the weak spell will grow barbs when inserted into the flesh, continuously absorbing biological energy.

The Weak Spell is a pitch-black slap-long knife, with a twisted blade that winds like a snake, and a series of strange spells on the black cloth wrapped around the hilt.

"It's a good thing, no wonder I'm being attacked so easily."

After quietly looking at the weak spell for a long time, Gao Wuxuan gave his own evaluation.

These words fell on Ning Ting's ears, but they were tantamount to thunder on the ground, obviously that person had said that this short knife could restrain all eaters below 30% of the deterioration level, but why did Gao Wuxuan seem to be completely unaffected!

Could it be that his deterioration is already over 30%?!

didn't know what Ning Ting was thinking, Gao Wuxiao put away the weak spell, looked up at Ning Ting and the four of them for a long time, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled.

With a wave of his hand, the weak spell turned into a black shadow and flew out.