The Good for Nothing Young Lady’s Otherworldly Domination

Yan Wenbai looked at the tragic appearance of Gao Qi and Gao Yi being thrown out, his face suddenly changed, his lips opened, and he seemed to want to call the names of the Gao brothers, but after all, he did not yell. Staring at Mu Yan, the look was like a lost wolf, very sad, and his voice almost roared, "What do you want?"

"Oh, are you asking me?" Mu Yan's lips made a mocking sneer, and then the tone suddenly became fierce, "Did I already say that, I want you to-刎-谢- crime!"

Mu Yan's prolonged tone had a distinctly spicy taste.

"If I really confessed myself, would you let them go?" Yan Wenbai smiled, staring at Mu Yan, suddenly asking very seriously. Indeed, his xuanmai coercion can suppress the xuanmai of the Mu clan, but for the young man named Zhi Ang, there is really no way to stop him. Even if he tries desperately, there is no chance at all.

"Yeah, you're self-proclaimed, I'll let them go." Mu Yan's look was very strange, smiling and smiling, saying such a sentence with a little carefree tone.

Hearing this affirmative answer, Yan Wenbai closed his eyes and a desperation came to mind, is he really going to die here today? Yes, he knows that Mu Yan may not talk, but he has to bet.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that voice, the voice that reminded him not to continue to bear it, but soon, he laughed bitterly. What is still thinking at this moment? Should it be delusional? That Lian Mo may be really just Xue Hao's shadow. Although his insights are extraordinary, I am afraid that his strength is not enough to make a siege for himself, otherwise why hasn't he responded yet? Forget it, why bother him?

Even though it's this moment, it's strange that he doesn't blame Lian Mo. He doesn't blame his words for letting him rush, but he is very grateful for his words, which gives him a new understanding of the cultivation path. Even if you die now, that's the number!

What's more, since only one death can protect his teammates, then die, at least, he knows that someone will avenge himself. Slowly closing his eyes, he gradually raised his right palm, and was about to pat to his heavenly cover.

"Slow!" Suddenly, Mu Yan's voice came again, preventing Yan Wenbai's self-assertion.

"Why, you have to change your mind again?" Yan Wenbai stopped and stared at the pretty-looking **** the opposite side, his eyes were deep.

"Ah, you guessed it all," Mu Yan smiled frowning, and then frowned, as if to say a little distressed, "But what should I do? I almost forgot just now, my brother said, I want your Xuanmai is drawn out. Although you are very obedient, Xuanmai is better to be drawn out while you are alive, you say? "

When she said such a thing, she still smiled with joy and heard that everyone around her was a little cold in her heart. How could she never have thought that such a beautiful and lovely woman actually had such a cruel heart? How could she say such a vicious word with such a delicate expression.

Xuanmai was drawn while alive, and the pain was not tolerable. After the Xuanmai was extracted, that person would be killed. In the Xinghao continent, such punishment will only be imposed on the most powerful and powerful thugs. Does this wooden family have any deep hatred with Yan Wenbai? Hate him so much!

The onlookers all regretted the words and texts, but the words and texts as the parties were extremely calm. He looked at Mu Yan, and suddenly smiled, with a trace of clarity in his smile, saying: "Originally, you and you Like my brother, he is jealous of me. "

"I'm jealous of you, how is it possible?" Mu Yan suddenly jumped up like a cat that was stomped on her tail, her voice sharpened, "How can it be that the arrogant girl of my grand family, jealous of an unknown boy? "

Although she is trying to deny it, anyone with a good eye can see that Mu Yan has been trampled on, that is to say, Yan Wenbo was right, and she was really jealous of Yan Wenbai.

"Of course you are jealous of my mysterious veins than those of your Mu clan. Do n’t you know that a jealous woman looks the ugliest, look at your current look! What else do you deny?" Yan Wenbai shakes Shaking his head, said.

"My look, what's my look?" Mu Yan murmured, women all value their looks.

"You look ugly!" Yan Wenbai said unhurriedly.

Mu Yan stopped paying attention to Wen Bobai, but suddenly looked back at the man standing behind him. Her words carried a spooky chill, "Gao Zhi'ang, I want you to draw his veins now Come out, immediately, immediately! "

"Yes, Miss Yaner." The ordinary-looking man said a deep voice, paused, and added a bit of low voice. "Miss Yaner's appearance is as beautiful as ever." Gao Zhiang seemed a little embarrassed, and did not dare to look at Mu Yan again, but stepped forward and stood in front of Yan Wenbai.

He smiled apologetically at Yan Wenbai, "Sorry, it will hurt a little when I draw the mysterious veins, but there is no way. Miss, if you want to do this, I have to ask you to take care."

Gao Zhiang said something similar to explanation, and his sorry smile seemed to be sincere, which made Yan Wenbai somewhat surprised. This Gao Zhiang was not a vicious person. He could not help asking: "Did she let you do what you do? Do you not have your own ideas and opinions?"

"I'm willing to do anything for her. The thought of the lady is my thought." When Gao Zhi'ang said this, his expression was solemn, and his pious look seemed to be under oath, but then, his voice was again Deep down, "You won't understand this mood."

Yes, Yan Wenbai does not understand, but he is not blind. He looks so real. Gao Zhiang likes Mu Yan, and he is not like him. He likes it in his bones.

But Mu Yan doesn't seem to have any feelings for him at all. The reason why he is still indifferent is that he has only used his thoughts, but he didn't say this, because looking at Gao Zhi'ang, he knew that what he said was also white Say.

"I'm sorry!" Gao Zhiang whispered again, suddenly his body leaped swiftly ...

Just for a moment, Yan Wenbai felt that he had lost control of his body. He couldn't see what the other party had used. He had already seen Gao Zhiang's right hand, which had been placed on his Dantian. For a moment, he would pull out his mysterious pulse.

It should be desperate, it should be regrettable, but it is strange that at this moment, Yan Wenbai felt that his mood was surprisingly calm. He closed his eyes slowly, wasn't it just death? Come on!

Everyone was staring closely at the two in the center of the square. Sure enough, in the presence of Gao Zhiang, Yan Wenbai had no room for counterattack. People could not help but give a sympathetic glance to Yan Wenbai, and some of them were timid and even closed their eyes, afraid to see the tragic scene when his mysterious veins were drawn out.

"what--"

An unusually miserable cry came out, and it was so miserable that we could see how much suffering the person suffered in the moment.

Sure enough. People can't help sighing. However, when they saw the scene in the field clearly, they were all dumbfounded. What is going on?

At the very center of the square, Yan Wenbai was safe and sound, but he also looked sullen, and it seemed that he was a little surprised by what happened just now.

Instead, Gao Zhiang was holding his right hand, biting his lip, his body trembling slightly, his face was pale, and his sweat was dripping from his forehead. When everyone finally saw the hand held by him, he couldn't help taking a sigh of cold air. : The flesh was blurred between the right wrists, and the white bones were still faintly exposed. It was as if the bones had been broken or completely broken, leaving only one layer of epidermis attached. No wonder it was so bad.

Just beside the two of them, suddenly there was an extra person, a black-haired man in black, only fourteen or five years old, a beautiful and amazing teenager. How could there be such a good-looking person, so beautiful as to be so thrilling, compared with that, Mu Yan, who was proud of her appearance, was simply not enough.

"You want to use this hand to extract his mysterious veins, then I will abandon your hand, do you have an opinion?" The boy in black looked coldly and held his right hand, Gao Zhiang.

Gao Zhiang still lowered his head and said nothing.

This sentence successfully solved the confusion for everyone. There is no doubt that the young man in black is turning around this war. When I think of this section, everyone can't help but feel faint. Who would have thought that this looks so young? , Such a beautiful teenager, actually has such amazing strength?

"Lian Mo, it's you!" Yan Wenbai, who had restored control of her body, hurriedly stood up and looked at the boy in black, almost in tears. Who can choose to die if they can survive? It was so desperate to be close to death so close. He didn't think he would survive, or he survived so unscathed. At this moment, his heart was only grateful.

That's right, this boy is not someone else. It is Shen Molian dressed in men's clothing.

She faced Yan Wenbai, her expression was faint, she seemed to be watching, she was watching Yan Wenbai, she did not seem to look at him, and said, "At that moment, did you hate me for letting you go? Tell me, I want to listen to the truth ! "

In the last sentence, with a hint of pressure, there was no room for him to respond. Yan Wenbai shook his head subconsciously almost based on the first feeling, "This is my own choice, and I should be responsible for it myself."

When I saw Yan Wenbai shaking his head, a touch of joy and sadness appeared on Shen Molian's face, and I didn't know what I thought about. After a while, I said again: "Since I let you do it, then I will naturally You are responsible. "

"Responsible!" Yan Wenbo didn't feel strange at all when he heard these two words spoken by the young man who was shorter than himself, but felt warm in his heart. As soon as Lian Mo shot, he overwhelmed the opponent's most powerful Gao Zhiang, so what else can be said next?

"Just now, are you going to kill us?" Shen Molian turned her head at this time, looking at the stunned, face-like Muyan, calmly, "Now, I want to know, how do you think we should account for this account?"