Changyuan smiled and tore the paper into pieces, but didn’t notice the cold murder on the blue ink Yan’s fundus.

Give his little thing to someone else for training?
It’s ridiculous. How could he allow such a thing to happen? It’s that he raises big and small things with one hand and never allows others to touch them.
His fingers moved slowly and touched the tea spoon on the small table next to the chair.
He took the teaspoon and Changyuan just tore up the origami and picked up the knife again.
"The incense is not so comfortable when it is not used to attract the king." Changyuan sarcastically laughed. "That little beast is naturally helping you, but it can make your death more painful …"
Blue ink face gloomy eyes light sen lengchangyuan words in the middle was his whole body haunting a strong murderous look.
"The nickname of Yamaraja, the jade face of Dali Temple, is really not white." Changyuan will stab the knife into the blue ink face again.
Green ink yan left hand up and caught the long source arm.
After the incense went out, his body was gradually regaining strength, but it was still not long enough. After seeing it, he pulled up the knife.
There is not even a drop of blood on the discerning blade surface.
Two people froze at the same time.
"This is impossible!" Changyuan couldn’t help crying out and stabbing a knife again.
Green ink Yan holds a tea spoon and tightens her hand to gather all her savings here.
"impossible!" Pulling out the knife again, there is still no blood, and the blue ink has not even left a mouth.
"This is impossible!" Changyuan’s eyes reveal a trace of panic.
Everything in front of him is completely beyond his expectation.
Body double operator has been broken, and nothing can protect the green ink Yan. His knife can’t hurt each other.
Just as he hesitated for a moment, Qing Mo Yan suddenly stood up and jumped up, holding a tea spoon in his right hand and stabbing it into Changyuan’s neck.
Immediately blood poured out.
Changyuan frightened and struggled to break free from the blue ink Yan hand and hold the neck wound.
Qing Moyan knelt there, moving slowly but firmly, and picked up the knife before Changyuan.
"If you are not afraid of death, you can try it again." Green ink Yan turned the blade to Changyuan discerning blade and reflected a little cold light in Changyuan’s eyes.
"Are you coming or am I coming?" Blue ink yan faint way
In fact, at this time, he didn’t have the strength to make a second strike, but his momentum overwhelmed the other party. Changyuan Yu didn’t dare to make a move.
The tea spoon stabbed him in the neck and Changyuan soon realized that it was not good. If he bled too much, he would soon lose all his advantages.
However, it’s not too bad that the method of Wang Ma will leave so soon.
Just as he hesitated, the kung fu table acted as a magic circle, and the six tea lamps banged and broke.
Changyuan was frightened to disgrace.
After breaking the circle, people outside can come into the house. He finally realized that the tide had gone, turned around and disappeared behind the room door without hesitation.
Green ink Yan stood up slowly with a chair in one hand.
Strength is recovering, but it’s not enough. He can’t chase Changyuan … It shouldn’t be said that the man who escaped is not really Changyuan, but Mr. Qingdu of Baiheyuan.
Blue ink yan pushed the door and walked out from the house with xuanyu and others outside a face of horror.
"World!"
"Are you all right?"
Blue ink Yan eyes turned around and found that long hate and others gathered outside the cloister, one by one pale and looked at him like the deuce.
"What’s the matter … you are here …" Green ink yan walked over with a frown.
"ShaoQing adult you … really all right? Have you been hurt? " Long hate looked at him.
Xuanyu and others also look at the blue ink Yan chest.
"Didn’t hurt" green ink yan also don’t know how to explain the scene in the house just now long source knife stabbed several times didn’t hurt him.
Took a few steps forward green ink yan impressively see his little thing lying on the ground long hate and others will protect her in.
RuXiaoNan side head looked at him and smiled.
Laughter is like a dying flower hanging on the branches of autumn wind.
Long hate hand is blood pressure in RuXiaoNan chest.
But the blood kept pouring out.
Blue ink yan whole person like being suddenly take the blood froze in there.
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Blue ink yan was stiff there.
What did he see?
He held it in his hand, afraid of falling, afraid of melting something in his mouth, and lying there covered in blood …
Blue ink yan walked quickly past unstable figure almost kneeling on the ground.
Xuanyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to give a hand.
"Changyuan escaped, you go quickly." Green ink Yan lost a sentence.
Xuanyu brought people into the house to find Changyuan.
Long hate nothing at hand can sleeve pressure on RuXiaoNan wound surface.
Blue ink Yan looked at the long hate sleeve and was gradually soaked in blood, and his mind was white.
"Blue ink Yan … I’m a little thirsty …" Ru Xiaonan asked a sentence.