The stamina of the spirits became stronger and stronger, Ye Wanwan's brain was in a mess, everyone in front of her eyes became a double image, her reason was reduced to ashes, and only the most instinctive judgment of her body remained.
The flames of her body exploded, breaking through the last trace of shackles, and burning the last trace of her clarity with the force of a prairie fire...
Ye Wanwan stood there blankly, her face suddenly blank...
The picture dormant in the depths of my mind came crashing down like a frenzy under a storm...
The crimson blood flooded her entire world...
The sound of killing and cutting can be heard everywhere...
The frightening murderous aura that was so cold that the soul trembled was like a big net that was getting tighter and tighter, wrapping her tightly, pushing her to the extreme bit by bit, until there was no way to retreat...
kill…
kill them...
If Ye Wanwan, who just beat someone up, was just a female devil, but Ye Wanwan, who was standing there motionless with a blank face at the moment, looked like a killing god descended into the world!
The girl was obviously just standing there without doing anything, with a dazed expression on her face, but that blank gaze made Song Jing inexplicably terrified.
Just when Song Jing was staring at him blankly, Liu Ying's almost terrified voice suddenly sounded in his ear: "Song Jing! Let's go!"
What? Song Jing was puzzled.
But, it's too late, it's already too late.
The girl was like a sharp blade wrapped in the wailing wailing of thousands of ghosts from the abyss of hell, madly attacking in their direction.
It was different from the boring teasing of those people just now, but the crazy killing intent to completely kill people.
Like a humanoid weapon that has been drained of its soul, it runs out of control and only knows how to kill...
The overwhelming and dangerous killing intent frightened Song Jing out of his wits, but he lost his mind for a moment, and received a solid slap on the chest.
Song Jing's body was instantly sent flying, hit the cold and hard marble wall, made a "bang" sound, and then fell against the wall, limp on the ground like mud...
"Ouch—" Song Jing tilted his head and spit out a large pool of blood continuously.
His sternum was broken...
Unexpectedly... one move...
Song Jing's face was pale, and he hurriedly looked forward, only to see that Ye Wanwan was already wrestling with Liu Ying.
"puff-"
Song Jing watched Liuying being kicked in the lower abdomen, and just spit out half a mouthful of blood, and before he could recover, the girl's attack followed, turning fists into palms, and slapping Liuying's right shoulder...
"Ah—" Liu Ying took a dozen steps back again and again, his body was slammed into the wine table behind him by the huge force, and the wine glasses on the table crashed and shattered on the ground.
Before Liuying could react, the girl stomped towards Liuying's chest again like a Rakshasa who wanted her life...
Song Jing clutched his painful chest. He clearly knew how terrible Ye Wanwan's blow was just now. Liu Ying had already been hit by one blow. If he was stepped on again, he would definitely die!
"Captain—" Song Jing dilated his pupils in horror, and rushed over with his body in severe pain.
Ye Wanwan's eyes were fixed on Liu Ying's direction, without even looking at him, she kicked Song Jing away again.
Song Jing lay on the ground, feeling like he was going to die...
"Damn...cough cough..." Liu Ying coughed fiercely, staring at the girl who was looking down at him and walking towards him step by step, her expression turned extremely ugly.
This... what the hell is going on
This woman turned out to be...