"Can Xiaojiu and Xiaohei really coexist? Xiaojiu is the object they like. You are the son they raised. Who is Xiaohei?"

The color in Ye Chen's eyes became darker and darker, as if bleeding was about to ooze. His breath was like a sponge sucking blood, sticky and bloody. He walked towards Su Chi step by step, and his face was creepy.

Su Chi pressed the middle of his eyebrows, and his eyelids trembled like an illusion.

It is not an easy task to disturb Ye Chen's mind. He is the strongest man in his heart, but this man has the most fatal weakness.

Especially after Mo Xunuo's death, Xiao Hei and the two turned against each other, which gave Su Chi such a glimmer of opportunity.

As for the completely crazy Ye Chen, what he will do next is not something Su Chi can control.

In terms of skills, he could not beat Ye Chen. The genes inherited from his ancestors in Su Chi's bones also meant that he was a master who believed in "a gentleman speaks but does not act."

He had achieved his goal and naturally would not stay to face the man opposite who was so terrible that he seemed to be destroying the world.

#Legendary, run away after flirting#

Su Chi turned around and left, and around him, the enemy exuding the aura of death, pounced on Ye Chen in the middle like endless dirt.

...

Little Lemon pulled the trigger again, and the powerful shells blew the surroundings beyond recognition. Little Lemon was in a mess, and his face was also cut off from soil. The blue eyes, which were like a lake that was frozen for thousands of miles, were full of determination and determination.

From the moment she decided to follow Ye Chen into this world, she never took a step back.

She is the proudest and most beautiful phoenix in the world.

Never fear of fighting.

Not afraid of death.

Glory is my life, and battle is my soul.

This is something that is indelible in the depths of the soul of people in every world.

Even if the sea is filled with corpses and blood is poured into the ground, their pride cannot be damaged.

The slender figure pounced on him again, and the knife in his hand left a blood mark on the man's body. The price was that she was thrown out, her five fingers pressed against the ground and slid far away to stabilize her body.

Little Lemon raised his head and stared at the man opposite him, his eyes cold and cruel.

The long-haired man in a windbreaker was still silent. He stood quietly in place for a while, suddenly raised his hand, and the axe in his hand chopped towards Little Lemon again.

For soldiers, dying on the battlefield is supreme glory, and showing mercy to their men is a humiliation.

Little Lemon twisted his body and narrowly avoided the sharp axe. A proud long leg slashed towards the man's neck.

In terms of strength, Little Lemon is not as good as a man, but in terms of flexibility, it is thought that few people can match her.

The silent young man blocked her slender legs, and then for the next second, another leg kicked heavily in his chest.

Little Lemon flipped in the air and pulled out the gun on his back again in a position of landing, aimed at the man's position, and pulled the trigger.

The sky-sky fire illuminated the girl's frozen green eyes, with nothing inside, no warmth or emotion.

The young man walked out of the edge of the fire, his face pale, and a smell of blood lingered all over his body, quietly like an ancient tomb, with the axe handle on his hand, faintly cracked traces.

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Chapter completed!