The stamina of the spirit is getting stronger and stronger. Ye Wanwan's brain is filled with wontons. Everyone in front of her has become a ghost, and reason turns into ashes, leaving only the most instinctive judgment of the body.

The flames in her body exploded, breaking away the last trace of shackles, burning the last trace of her remaining brightness with the momentum of prairie fire...

Ye Wanwan stood there blankly, her face suddenly disappeared...

The pictures that lie dormant in my mind are like a craze under the storm...

The bloody red blood covered the whole world...

The sound of killing sounds spreading in my ears...

The terrifying murderous aura that made the soul tremble was as cold as a big net, tightening tighter and tighter. It wrapped her firmly, pushing her to the extreme little by little until it was impossible to retreat...

kill……

Kill them...

If Ye Wanwan, who had just beaten someone, was just a female devil, and now her face was empty and she stood still motionless, it was like a murderous god coming to the world!

The girl was just standing there and doing nothing, and her expression was dazed, but her hunched gaze made Song Jing feel inexplicably creepy.

Just as Song Jing was staring at the wooden gaze, Liuying's almost terrified scolding suddenly came from his ears: "Song Jing! Let's go!"

What? Song Jing was puzzled.

However, it was too late, it was too late.

The girl was like a sharp blade wrapped in the wailing ghosts of the hell abyss, attacking in their direction frantically.

Unlike the boring teasing those people just now, it is a crazy murderous intention to completely kill people.

It's like being drained from the soul, losing control and running wildly, human-shaped weapons that only know how to kill...

The overwhelming danger of murderous intent scared Song Jing to death. He was just a moment of loss of consciousness and a slap in his chest.

Song Jing's body was instantly shot out and hit the cold and hard marble wall, making a "bang" sound, and then fell against the wall, collapsed on the ground like mud...

"Vomit--" Song Jing tilted his head and vomited a large pool of blood in succession.

His sternum was broken...

It actually... in one move...

Song Jing looked forward with a pale face and saw Ye Wanwan already fighting with Liuying.

"puff--"

Song Jing watched Liuying get kicked into the lower abdomen with a kick. He had just spit out half of his mouthful of blood. Before he could recover, the girl's subsequent attack had already followed, turning her fist into a palm, and slapped Liuying's right shoulder with a palm...

"Ah--" Liuying took more than ten steps back, and her body was hit hard by a huge force, and the wine glasses on the table were shattered.

Without waiting for Liuying to react, the girl was like a life-seeking Rakshasa, stepping on Liuying's chest with another kick...

Song Jing covered his chest with a painful pain. He knew clearly how terrible Ye Wanwan's hit was. Liuying had already hit one move. If she was stepped on again, she would definitely be dead!

"Captain——" Song Jing expanded his pupils in horror and rushed over with his body that was suffering.

Ye Wanwan's eyes were locked in the direction of Liuying. She didn't even look at him, and kicked Song Jing away with another kick.

Song Jing lay on the ground, feeling that he was about to die...

"Damn... cough cough..." Liuying coughed violently, staring at the girl who was looking down at him, step by step, with a look of her face so hard that she could see.

What is going on?

This woman actually...
Chapter completed!