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1207 The head hurts a bit

This small square-like place is actually more than one or two hundred square meters. Ling Yang estimated it after realizing it and found that it was about five hundred square meters or even larger.

So big and so empty that her mind is now full of echoes of her own breathing.

Hu, Hu.

It's very slow and uncomfortable to breathe.

Her mind was in chaos, and she was even more tormented than the wound on her body. Ling Yang could not bear so many barrier attacks.

As a talented person, she should avoid the alien barrier whether it is an output direction or not, and she doesn't even recommend it, because every collision is a double damage to the Civic in the body and brain, and the Civic maintenance is

It is extremely particular, the speed and degree of recovery are often slower than physical damage.

Of course, what Ling Yang cares more about now is her body, and she seems to be about to lose her life.

She couldn't hear anything in the white dress. The other party had no gun in his hand, and the left sleeve was torn and covered in blood.

The woman squatted down, grabbed Ling Yang's hair, and lifted her head up, "Ha, what a femto-scorpion face."

Ling Yang spitted blood foam on the other person's face, "Hahaha, thank you, this sounds like praising me."

"Crazy!" The white dress took a step back, pulled out her handkerchief and wiped her face, cursed and leaned back, "Don't worry, I won't want you to die too simply."

She looked very delicate, and although she had no makeup on her face, she was in perfect condition. Even the unwiped blood foam could not affect her perfection.

So beautiful, why did you like Dong Xiaotang?

The eldest young master of the Dong family in Ling Yang's impression is very thin and haggard, not much the same as a dead person. If he had to be arranged in the scene of marriage, the ghost husband in the horror movie is quite suitable.

Ling Yang laughed, "Hahahaha, interesting."

This blood-stained white dress is also quite horror movie-like, and it really matches it.

"I want to scratch your face! I'll make you laugh!" The other party held a delicate knife in his hand and pulled Ling Yang's head again, "I want to poke your eyes! Cut off your nose!



She was so angry that she shivered as she took off her hands and pulled Ling Yang's hair away. With a muffled sound, Ling Yang smashed back to the ground.

"Oh," Ling Yang turned over and lay on the stone slab to rest, "Sister, you are going to get married, it's not suitable to be so cruel. Are you not a lady from a family? You can't even leave.

What is the way to do it? Just this kind of energy, how can you live in your in-laws' house in the future?"

"I'll let you talk too much!" The white dress pounced on it. Ling Yang wanted to dodge it to the side, but something tightly held her body and couldn't move. She could only turn away slightly and let her chin be stabbed.

"Hiss~" Even though there are many wounds on your body, the newly added still hurts, "Did you set up the formation? Well...so that's it."

At this moment, there is no source of energy to grasp, and it does not point to any talented person at all. It is an independent existence.

Originally, Ling Yang thought his opponent was the woman who first came forward to speak, but the talented man was probably not at the scene at all. He didn't have to stare at Ling Yang. He had already cut the stone slabs everywhere as his territory.

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Even if Ling Yang stood in the dark, it seemed to be under a searchlight to the other party. Her formation was stepped on the soles of her feet. Ling Yang's energy was like ink, bit by bit, stroke by stroke, on the other party

outline your position on the canvas.

It's so obvious that it's hard to hit it right.

"Since you know, give up struggling and wait for death." The white dress snorted viciously, "No, no, don't die, don't die, you must go out alive, I want you to live worse than death."

"Yeah..." The paste in Ling Yang's mind settled a little, and she regretted that she had not set up the formation just now.

It is obviously suitable for painting here, there is neither extra furnishings nor barriers.

She actually likes to draw around recently, but this time she didn't feel moved because she was not in good condition.

Although she said there was no discomfort, Ling Yang still felt something was wrong. She had already felt it when there was no barrier. She was forbidden to use her talent here.

It is not like a shield, but like a disable sign. It has no substantial blocking, but not just not allowing you to use your abilities, but telling you that if you use your abilities, there will be consequences.

But Ling Yang was too confident in the barrier force. Even if there were any consequences, she felt that she could deal with it with her own experience and level in this situation where she had to use it.

Alas, I still feel a little regretful, but Ling Yang doesn’t have time to be upset. She now has a lot of pain from the inside to the outside, so she can’t faint...

Through the mirror on the ceiling, she searched for Chu Qian and the others with the light ball she left behind, and she could not get up.

The formation developer is a familiar player, even Ling Yang is not bad, let alone an ordinary combatant.

The white dress noticed her gaze and snorted again, "Ah, just don't die, kill the rest."

Don't force yourself. Ling Yang advised herself not to attack this woman. Although she was so close, she seemed to be inviting herself to bear her off immediately.

The effect of real-time barrier weaving under the barrier is far less than that of barrier arrays. If you want to achieve the same output intensity, Lingyang will have to spend twice the energy and energy, and the difficulty of weaving will also increase.

She was already very tired after dealing with it just now. Now that she was injured so seriously, it was difficult to compete with the guy who was secretly restraining herself.

After all, she couldn't even perceive where the other party was, but her own position was in his palm.

It was a great humiliation. Ling Yang could only bear the humiliation and take the burden. He picked up his old job and quit the new daughter-in-law of the Dong family. "I'm really curious. Brother Tang has so many cousins ​​and cousins, and there are many cousins. You are sure that you can get along after marrying.

Are you in good relationship with a sister-in-law?”

The white dress turned over and snorted, as if she was quite touching, "Don't worry, just wait for death."

She stood up and pointed to the few people on the other side who were already unable to move, "Where did you get the explosives just now? Let's see if it's worth the reimbursement of so much money."

"Miss, just kill a few people, do you need explosives?" The guy who was instructed by her lazily responded, "I want to mess with people, just chop off my hands and feet, why bother such a big battle."

"I have to!" The white dress folded the knife in his hand and put it away, and pushed the man who responded, "Go quickly and take this woman over, I want her to watch her turn into a meat paste!
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