"Chaoyang?" Zhuohua called it silently, however, Chaoyang did not give him any response.

Zhuohua moved his fingers, and found that his entire hand was tightly attached to the hilt of the sword, unable to move.

The faint breath from the sword made Zhuohua suddenly realize.

So, the rising sun this is ...... Angry?

Angry that the person in front of you hurt yourself?

In this regard, Zhuohua couldn't cry or laugh a little.

However, Chaoyang's state at this time is indeed a little evil compared to usual, with a bloodthirsty aura, as if he has fallen into a demon.

Zhuohua suddenly felt something in his heart.

This feeling is a little unreasonable, but it makes Zhuohua inexplicably determined. Only when Chaoyang is stained with the blood on Dong Ran's body will it be quiet with satisfaction. ://www.. ://m..

Dong Ran's reason was almost swallowed up by anger, he looked at Zhuohua who was stunned, and the knife in his hand kept slashing towards Zhuohua like chopping cabbage.

Hearing the sound of the wind from the knife cutting through the air, Zhuo Hua hurriedly raised his sword to block it. The impact caused her to slide backwards for several meters.

Dong Ran saw that he couldn't succeed in one blow, so he kept swinging his knife and slashing at Zhuohua. There is no such thing as any move in his movements, and it can basically be said that it is a simple random slash.

That's right, for a while, Zhuohua was a little in a hurry, and she had to keep swinging her sword to resist. While resisting, he was looking for a flaw in Dong Ran's attack.

When Dong Ran's knife swung over again, Zhuo Hua lowered his waist, and then, the jade foot was raised and kicked Dong Ran's injured wrist fiercely.

"Ding!"

Dong Ran didn't notice it for a while, and was kicked by Zhuohua's kick. The cold-glowing knife landed straight on the ring with a crisp sound.

Zhuo Hua didn't let go of this opportunity, she quickly straightened up, and then stabbed Dong Ran in the abdomen with a sword.

Dong Ran panicked and quickly dodged away. But his abdomen was still cut by the tip of the scorching sword.

"Ugh."

Dong Ran let out a muffled snort, and couldn't help but cover his abdomen with his hand.

His face was as white as paper, and bean-sized drops of sweat kept dripping down, as if he had been sucked by a goblin.

Seeing that Dong Ran was injured, Chaoyang let out a loud roar happily.

Zhuohua tiptoed a little, and rushed straight towards Dong Ran with a sword.

Dong Ran knew that from the moment his knife fell to the ground, he had already been defeated.

In the current situation, it was too late for him to pick up the knife that was lying quietly on the ground.

He stood still, nervously closing his eyes. The fastest update of the network on the computer: //www.. /

That's it.

Either Caesar or nothing.

If he dies here today, he has nothing to regret. After all, he chose the path himself.

After closing my eyes, everything around me became clearer.

The pain that had been forcibly ignored became clearer at this moment.

Dong Ran seemed to hear the sound of his own blood dripping on the ground.

Feeling that momentum, Dong Ran completely gave up resistance.

Dong Ke clenched his fists tightly, his eyes cracking.

The tip of Zhuohua's sword approached Dong Ran little by little with the breath of death.

however

Dong Ran's eyes were closed for a long time, but he still didn't feel the expected pain.

The tips of his fingers clenched nervously on his palms. He felt that his palms were already covered with sweat, and they were a little sticky.

Taking a deep breath and calming his heartbeat, he cautiously opened his eyes.

However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he was startled by the sight in front of him.