Chapter 4159: Who is the praying mantis and who is the sparrow

Just before he met Yun Ruohan, a figure of goose flickered suddenly.

Hanmang, Yan's arm was directly cut off and flew into the air.

Yan Qi stepped back, and the broken arm quickly grew out.

But the end is not a palm, but a slender sharp knife.

At this moment, the weak white rabbit-like face became enchanted and savage, "Master Moon, am I not good enough? Why are you only protecting this waste magic soldier!"

The arm stretched again, and the sharp blade of the palm fell towards Yun Ruohan, and the movement blocked the moon.

At the next moment, Yun Ruohan felt a warm liquid drop on his face.

His heart almost stopped beating.

"Ha ... haha ​​... hahahaha ... Yuyue, your injury is heavier than I expected."

Yan's voice was sharp and excited, "I don't need to detonate the magic core at all, I can complete the master's order and put you to death."

"Master Youyue, having been your favorite pet for so many years, I have never fulfilled my obligations. Today, let me wait for you before you die!"

Stepping closer, Yan's voice trembled with excitement: "Actually, the small one would like to thank Yun Ruohan, a waste magic soldier. If it was not to save him, how could you lose your ability to act so quickly, Let the small have the opportunity to serve you. "

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Flames burned in Yan's eyes, and his heart almost popped out of his chest.

Mozu Muqiang, who has been with Youyue for so many years, really likes the strongest captain of this blood demon team.

Not for the task, he hopes to be able to turn over the clouds and rain with Lord Youyue and have a dream in the spring.

It is a pity that it is different from other high-level demons.

Youyue raised the magic pet of a harem, but she only kept it, rarely approached, let alone hired to sleep.

Yan Yan had several self-recommended pillows and was kicked out.

Of course, there are more self-recommended pillows in Youyue Palace.

I made up my mind that before killing Youyue, I must have a skin kiss with her.

But the Jiwei brought by Youyue all the year round is still very careful to make him approach every step.

The sharp knife in his hand trembled slightly, making a buzzing sound.

The girl sitting on the grass looked so weak and harmless, without any trace of resistance.

Yan Ye licked her lips, her hand stretched out slowly, pulling Yu Yue's shirt, just about to tear.

Sudden mutation!

Powerful energy fluctuations came from behind.

Survival's instinct made Yan Qi feel a crisis, his face changed dramatically.

But he thought that the crisis came from the front, from Youyue.

So the sharp knife that the palm of your hand lifted to your chest without hesitation, turned into a shield.

However, at the next moment, a great pain came from behind.

Flesh and flesh burst and bones break.

The pungent **** smell, accompanied by the pain of the torn inch of the magic core, made Yan Ji couldn't help but scream, and the whole person flew out.

He struggled for a long time before he got up, turned back suddenly, then widened his eyes incredulously.

I saw a man in Tsing Yi in the fragmented ruins of the rockery just now, holding a long sword and walking slowly towards him.

Rich aura and immortal lingering around him, desperately drilling into him.

And the long sword in his hand exuded a gleaming white light. The long sword swept across the blood-stained grass and instantly a layer of frost condensed.

Yan's eyes widened, and after a long while he recovered his voice: "You, who are you?"