"Are you sure you want to do this?"

Yingqian had a strange look on his face and glanced sideways at Yanyun's furry hands.

Don't say it.

If you ignore the long, dark and sharp nails.

Quite cute.

Yanyun didn't even look at Yingqian.

It was as if he didn't take her seriously.

In her opinion, Ying Qian, an ordinary person, is not much different from Su Zhai on the table.

It doesn't even take any effort.

With a slight stroke of your fingernail, the smoke cloud can easily break open Yingqian's throat.

Tell her to die a violent death!

"I advise you to think about it again."

Yingqian sighed and advised earnestly: "I really don't want to do this, but I don't want to be a drag on Du Yan. If you don't let go, I will really be angry."

She is already very patient.

Thinking that it was Yanyun's body that Hu Sha took over after all.

Yingqian wanted to preserve a little bit of his image in front of Du Yan.

Can you take action?

Just be as gentle as possible.

"Shut up! You idiot! If you talk nonsense to me again, I will kill you now!"

Yanyun turned around and let out an angry roar.

After giving Yingqian a hard look, she looked at Du Yan again and threatened:

"You don't want to get her involved, right? I want you to cut off your arms and let me go, or I'll... eat her in front of you!"

Yanyun's body trembled, and his head, which had been hanging behind his calves, returned to its original position.

She opened her mouth wide.

The sharp teeth glowing with cold light stopped at the top of Ying Qian's neck.

She could feel the strong putrid smell spurting out from Yanyun's mouth.

Yingqian: “Yuck!”

She covered her mouth, waved her hands in disgust, and said:

"You should pinch me, really, please, it tastes too bad! You have become a goblin, why don't you brush your teeth?"

The face covered with white hair in smoke suddenly sank.

The eyes staring at Yingqian were filled with boiling murderous intent.

If he hadn't kept her at this time, he would have used her as a handle to threaten Du Yan.

I was afraid that I would bite her throat open long ago.

He chewed Yingqian like beans and swallowed it into his stomach.

Duyan's face was as sinking as water.

His brows furrowed slightly.

He didn't move, his eyes followed Yanyun's sharp teeth, and he said coldly:

"If you look back now, there will be..."

"Look back?"

It was like hearing some joke.

Yanyun snorted and said:

"Monk, you have to let me eat it obediently. Your Buddha bones are enough to transform me. When the time comes, I will naturally turn around!"

The sharp teeth pierce the skin.

Brings out a ray of gorgeous red.

Yingqian couldn't help but groan as it hurt.

The smoke and clouds are already impatient.

She bit Yingqian and said vaguely:

"Hurry up! Destroy your arms and let me leave! Otherwise, this ugly woman will die because of you!"

Du Yan sighed softly.

He slowly took half a step back.

road:

"Amitabha, the poor monk can cut off his arms, but the donor has nothing to do with this matter. However, due to fate, he got involved. Don't hurt her life."

He actually made up his mind and decided to cut off his own arms to protect Ying Qian.

A sneer appeared on Yan Yun's face, which was covered with white hair.

Of course she wouldn't just let go of Duan Yan.

When he lost his arms, he lost the strength to resist.

Naturally, I want to take action and take his life!

As for Yingqian...

Just kill him casually.

Seeing Du Yan slowly raise his hand, Yan Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.

There was saliva slipping from her lips. She stared at Du Yan with her eyes wide open. As soon as he made a move, she could immediately take advantage of him.

Yingqian sighed and murmured:

"Is this a Bodhisattva with a heart or a fool?"

"Shut up!"

Yanyun let out a low roar.

He put his fingertips to Yingqian's throat threateningly.

But the attention was still focused on Du Yan.

What is Yingqian?

It's just a prop used to threaten.

When Du Yan loses her arm, she will be useless.

On the face of Du Yan, there are still no waves or waves.

His expression was compassionate yet indifferent.

It's really like a Buddha statue enshrined in a temple.

Seeing him tightening his pulse, Yanyun couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Soon.

Soon!

She will soon...

"ah!!!"

An extremely shrill scream suddenly reached his ears.

Du Yan raised his eyes, and a look of astonishment appeared on his rarely expressive face.

Nothing else.

But the scene in front of me was really weird.

Yanyun lay on his back on the ground, as if he had encountered some extremely terrible danger, his red eyes almost bulging out of his sockets.

She covered her wrists and opened her mouth almost to the point of splitting. She screamed and screamed. She stared at Yingqian with disbelief on her face.

But Ying Qian, who was originally treated as a hostage, now stood condescendingly next to Yan Yun, tilting his head and asking seriously:

"Who did you say...is Mrs. Qiu just now?"

In her left hand, she held a hand covered with white fur that resembled a large fox paw.

In his right hand, he holds a long knife.
To be continued...