Chapter 97: The protagonists are dead

Remember [Ai โ™‚ Shang โ˜… Xiao โ–ณ Say ยง Net .], wonderful free reading without pop-ups!

"Little Luo!"

All three exclaimed at the same time.

I saw that an ice pick suddenly appeared in Haifeng's hand, and his backhand pierced Wu Xiaoluo's shoulder blade, causing her to faint directly. Bright red blood continued to flow from his shoulder, and his entire arm was soon stained red with blood.

Lang Xing's eyes suddenly roared, "What kind of ability do you have to bully a girl! You have the ability to rush at me!" he struggled to bite the dead sea breeze, but unfortunately his body was tightly clamped by the ice and could not move. Looking at Wu Xiaoluo's bloodless face, she was so anxious that she almost gritted her teeth.

Ao Chen frowned, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

"Let Xinxin go, or I'll let this little girl be buried with me!" Hai Feng exuded a terrifying aura, and the hand holding the ice pick stabbed down a little more.

"Stop!" Lang Xing was about to go crazy, struggling desperately, and tears couldn't help but hold back.

After the ice pick pierced deeper just now, Wu Xiaoluo didn't react, and even her breathing was so shallow that she couldn't hear it without listening carefully.

Lang Xing struggled even more, and there was only one thought in his heart - Xiao Luo must not have an accident!

"Your Royal Highness Ao Chen, you should think of a way! If you continue like this, Xiao Luo will ......" Bai Luochuan choked up, his eyes full of sadness.

"Your Highness, please save Xiaoluo!" She Wei also looked at Ao Chen pleadingly.

Ao Chen took a deep look at the crazy sea breeze for a moment, and finally spoke. "Uncle Zhen, let her go. โ€

"Young Master......"

"Let go!"

Uncle Zhen wanted to say something, but he was stopped, sighed helplessly, and pushed Xinxin, who was kicked and broken, extremely unwillingly.

Xinxin screamed in pain, staggered forward, endured the pain and limped towards Haifeng, with tears on her face: "Brother Haifeng, I'm sorry ......"

"What stupid things to say, I will never let you have any problems. Hai Feng wanted to go up and pick her up, but he had to control the four hostages around him, and he had to prevent Ao Chen from making a sudden move, so he had to wait for her to come by himself.

Xinxin dragged her injured leg, and every step she took was so painful that she wanted to faint to death, but she still gritted her teeth and insisted on walking in front of Haifeng.

Haifeng quickly hugged her into his arms, kissed her bloodless lips fiercely, and whispered in her ear: "Xinxin, they dare to hurt you, I will let them use their lives to compensate for your suffering today!"

Although his voice was very low, Lang Xing still heard his words, and immediately burst into a rage: "Are you special or not a man?

"I remember what I said just now was that I would kill this girl if he didn't let her go, but I didn't say I would let you go. The sea breeze raised an evil smile like a demon, scoundrel.

Lang Xing gritted his teeth hatefully, looking at him with eyes as if he was going to eat him alive, but there was nothing he could do.

"Who starts with the killing?" Hai Feng smiled evilly, slowly held the ice pick inserted in Wu Xiaoluo's shoulder, and pulled it out hard.

"Hmm......" Wu Xiaoluo's body shook suddenly, and she woke up in pain, her eyes staring at the void without focus, dying.

"Xiao Luo, hold on a little longer! Don't sleep!" Lang Xing shouted, his face full of tears.

"Bastard, if you want to kill me, kill me first!" Bai Luochuan struggled and roared. His ghost aura was frozen in the ice of the sea breeze for some reason, but he hated himself for being useless, and he had no ability to do anything except a floating dust. And the floating dust can only be used for defense, not attack.

"It's noisy! you all have to die today!" Hai Feng suddenly lost his patience to talk nonsense with them, and with a wave of his hand, the four of them were instantly frozen in ice, and their expressions were frozen in the moment just now.

Haifeng looked at Ao Chen, who was frowning, and said with a smile: "It's your turn next." โ€

"Young master, you go quickly, I'll deal with him!" Uncle Zhen hurriedly protected his master behind him, and quickly attracted a stream of sea water to hit the sea breeze.

"There's a lot of nonsense, don't even think about escaping!" Hai Feng sneered, made a quick move, and condensed the sea water into an ice sword without much effort, and with a push of his hand, the ice sword turned around and stabbed at Uncle Zhen quickly.

Uncle Zhen was ready to sacrifice himself, and without flinching at all, he quickly condensed the sea water into a water shield and resisted it in front of him.

But the speed of the ice sword was too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced through the water shield and stabbed towards Uncle Zhen.

At the last moment, Ao Chen pushed Uncle Zhen away, raised his hand and turned into a water spear, and faced the ice sword stabbed by the sea breeze.

The ice sword paused slightly, and then only heard a "poof", and the tip of the sword broke through the water spear.

Just as the ice sword flew towards Ao Chen's chest, Uncle Zhen pounced in front of him.

"Uncle Zhen!" Ao Chen looked at the sword that pierced into Uncle Zhen's body, and his nose was sour.

"Young master, in the next life...... I'll also do your ...... The housekeeper ......" Uncle Zhen tried to hook the corners of his mouth, and a stream of blood flowed down.

"Uncle Zhen...... No...... Don't die!"

Since he was a child, Uncle Zhen has always been by his side every step of the way, and he blocked a deadly attack for him in the war of gods and demons five hundred years ago, and he fell ill, and his strength was not as good as before. He had long regarded Uncle Zhen as a father, and at this moment, seeing Uncle Zhen sacrifice himself again in order to save him, Ao Chen's heart hurt like a knife, and he was stunned like a helpless child.

"What a master and servant!" Hai Feng snorted coldly and pushed his hand forward, "Then let's die together!"

Ao Chen took a step forward and was about to catch Uncle Zhen's body that was about to fall, when the sword inserted in Uncle Zhen's chest suddenly thrust forward and stabbed into his body.

Ao Chen seemed to be an ignorant and unconscious walking corpse at this time, only glanced down blankly, and then fell down with his real uncle in his arms.

After killing everyone, Haifeng fell heavily to the ground, and after tossing just now, the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted, and his face was covered with sweat.

If Ao Chen had insisted on it for a while longer, he might have been killed now.

God knows how panicked he was just now, Ao Chen's strength is actually above himself, he knows it. To be able to fight against his ice sword for so long with a spear made of water, the strength is certain. It's just a pity that he was blessed by the mutation ability, and Ao Chen was still defeated by him.

He pulled away a smug smile and said, "Baby, set fire to this place, let's go home." โ€

As soon as his words fell, the air around him changed instantly, as if distorted.

Ao Chen, who had fallen to the ground just now, sat up straight, and then the ice sword that pierced into his body retracted, and Uncle Zhen's fallen body quickly stood up......

Everything changes as quickly as a movie replay.

When everything was calm, Wu Xiaoluo slowly opened her eyes, and a flash of surprise flashed in her clear eyes.

"Really...... Succeeded?" There was something incredible in his tone.

"Master, Xiao Zhao didn't lie to you, did hehe? A crisp boy's voice rang in his ears.