"The mayfly shakes the big tree, ridiculously overestimating it. Ye Weilan, how does it feel to kill the person he cares about?"

The master only said that she would not let these two women be killed, but Ye Weilan killed Ye. What does it have to do with her?

Long Qianya looked at the pale and empty woman opposite, staring at Ye Yan's woman on the ground motionlessly, and her murderous intent could not be controlled.

At this time, Ye Weilan obviously couldn't listen to her sarcasm and ridicule.

She couldn't feel the pleasure she imagined.

Long Qianya watched Ye Weilan's embarrassing posture. Her unwillingness and resentment were like poisonous snakes, constantly gnawing on her heart and arousing her anger about her past hatred. She finally waited for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and wanted to kill Ye Weilan. I really wanted to...

She gritted her teeth and made up her mind. She slowly raised a gun with her hand, aiming the muzzle at Ye Weilan's head. She was about to pull the trigger, but Ye Weilan on the opposite side suddenly raised her head at this moment.

Long Qianya was shocked.

Just at this moment, a dark cloud floated past and blocked the crescent moon. There was no more light in the sky. There was a trace of white mist in the river, and the smell of blood was filled with the surroundings.

A few rays of blood red surged deep in Ye Weilan's pure black eyes. Her clear eyes were as bright as blood, full of unknown killing.

Long Qianya's eyes when she was paired with her were like a poisonous needle soaked in the snow pierced into her head. It was buzzing at first, and then it was a pain.

First, there was a little pain like a needle, and then the pain continued to spread, starting from the head, going down from the neck, invading the heart, and to the limbs and bones.

That kind of pain is simply in words, and it is even more unbearable than accepting physical transformation!

Long Qianya covered her head, and the strange and severe pain made her unable to hold the gun. She kept roaring and screaming, slapped her head with both hands, and quickly rolled to the ground, with spasms and convulsions: "Ahhhh--"

The sound of tears and resentment, the miserable screams penetrated the night sky, as if they were about to burst their throats.

Long Qianya rolled on the ground. She saw Ye Weilan shakingly holding a knife towards her. Her strange and color-changing eyes and ferocious anger rolled, making her feel terrified.

Ye Weilan walked over with a knife...

This scene was too familiar, and the chill rose from my heart, and the fear that had just disappeared condensed again, and she didn't want to die...

How could she be killed by this bitch Ye Weilan repeatedly?

The pain of the heart-wrenching bones made it difficult for her to even move a finger. Long Qianya gritted her teeth, moved the gun bit by bit, and pointed the muzzle at Ye Weilan tremblingly, trying hard to pull the trigger...

She tried many times, and waves of severe pain hit her brain, making her unable to concentrate at all. She wanted to faint, she wanted to fall asleep... Unfortunately, she couldn't. Once she fell asleep, her life would end again.

This kind of pain really makes people die immediately.

Seeing Ye Weilan stumble towards him, Long Qianya looked at the knife in her hand, and hatred and resentment supported the last bit of nerves. She gritted her teeth and finally fired a crooked shot, and a "bang" shot, hit Ye Weilan in the calf.

Ye Weilan staggered for a moment, his hair was dripping, covering his face, but he did not fall down and continued to move forward.
Chapter completed!