The pain from the lips made her mind sober a bit, but this sobriety was fleeting, and she soon felt that her eyelids were being pushed down hard, and a sleepy intention came towards her.
It's over...
Lu Man thought sadly in his heart.
At this moment, there was a sudden icy touch on her hand, and then, her whole person was wrapped in a burst of energy and flew out.
Her perception began to gradually recover, and her body began to warm up. She opened her eyes and saw Chen Tzuyu's face as black as the bottom of a pot. Chen Tzuyu seemed to feel her sight and gave a cold snort. Said: "Didn't I tell you not to mess around? Why don't you listen!"
Lu Man did not speak, and Chen Tzuyu hugged her and landed on the outermost road before putting her down.
When she came, she hurriedly looked up and saw that the embroidered shoes were still standing on the spot. Her gaze followed the embroidered shoes and looked up, and she saw that it was a woman, and she was wearing a festive dress from the Republic of China, a bright red one. Xifu became very bright in the dark night, her head was wrapped in red hipa, only one of her palms was exposed. Her skin was very pale, and her hands were folded on her belly.
Because her face was blocked by Hippa, Lu Man couldn’t see her expression clearly, but she didn’t know why, she only felt that her back was cold. It was her just now, so she couldn’t lift her head, if it weren’t for Chen Ziyu’s action. To help, she has been crushed into ice scum.
"Who are you!" Lu Man looked at her and asked aloud.
In the next second, the woman moved forward a distance of tens of meters at an incredible speed, and she narrowed the distance with Lu Man in a blink of an eye. She did not speak, and raised an arm slightly, Lu Man I saw that her nails were very long, and finally, her fingers swayed on Lu Man's body and landed on her face.
"Presumptuous!" Chen Ziyu looked at her behavior and suddenly became angry. He stood in front of Lu Man and looked at the woman coldly, "If you want her skin, you don't want to weigh your own identity."
When Lu Man listened to Chen Tzuyu's words, she was confused. She looked at the woman in a happy suit, and then at Chen Tzuyu. Suddenly, she seemed to understand something, and asked, "She...couldn't she be the painter." ?"
Chen Tzuyu frowned and did not speak. Time was still at this time. A gust of wind hit, and the Hipa of the Painted Ghost was raised a corner by the wind. From Lu Man’s perspective, her chin could be seen, and her chin was covered with all over. The corpse spots of different colors, large and small, densely packed, are extremely terrifying!
"Chen... Zi... Yu" a gloomy female voice floated from the air, with an echo in the voice, as if pressing the repeat button to play continuously, Lu Man only felt dizzy when he heard it.
"If you were the ghost monarch back then, I would definitely respect you three points." At this point, the female ghost seemed a bit arrogant, with a smile in her voice, she said: "But now you, what do you take with me? fight?"
As soon as the voice fell, she saw her body shape violently, her hands suddenly changed, her nails soared, and she flew towards Chen Ziyu. Chen Ziyu hugged Lu Man's waist and retreated violently. Three times, the last time, she looked at Chen Ziyu's hand holding Lu Man and blasted it abruptly.