Unless, the person who executed it wanted to die with the other party.

Otherwise, it must be shot! !

"Real person, she...I..."

Yin Nineteen's fingers twitched and fisted, looking at the real person Chang Yang incredibly, and then at Ling Luoyu, making a difficult decision.

"Three young masters?"

Feng Chenglin walked behind Ling Luoyu quietly, almost talking.

"Do you want to do it?"

Ling Luoyu didn't care, but stood still with a smile, "I said it's a game, what do you do?"

"Still? She's going to kill you..."

"Don't worry, she won't!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

So sure! ?

Looking at the appearance of the real Changyang, it is clear that she was willing to kill her.

On the Yin nineteen side, his brows were frowned.

After a thought struggle, he slowly turned his head and looked at Ling Luoyu.

That look--

Helpless and helpless.

"Little girl, this... can't blame me... I can't help it either."

The implication seems to be saying-who made you offend someone who shouldn't offend!

If you don't do it, Changyang Zhenren will do it himself.

At that time, the dead person would not be Ling Luoyu alone, and he would add nineteen Yin.

Anyone knows, Ling Luoyu is very calm, still smiling without saying a word.

But Feng Chenglin was quite wary: "Three young masters?"

"Wait!"

Waiting?

What are you waiting for?

Waiting for Yin Nineteen to do it, or waiting for the real Chang Yang to speak, and avoid your death penalty! ?

However, Ling Luoyu was extremely calm from beginning to end.

With his knowledge of her, he knew that he must be planning.

However, I added: "Be careful!"

At this time, Yin Nineteen had already reached the opposite of Ling Luoyu ten steps away.

His actions were not fast, and he was also waiting for the real person Chang Yang to suddenly change his mouth and change his mind.

But when he stood still, the real Changyang was unmoved.

Apparently, he was waiting for him to do something.

In full view, there is no other choice for drinking water.

At the moment, he roared, slammed up quickly, and slayed Ling Luoyu in a beheading posture.

Feng Chenglin's throat tightened, and he swallowed instinctively, but he still suppressed his desire to make a move and didn't do it.

What about Ling Luoyu?

Even after Yin XIX started his hand, he didn't mean to resist.

Let the wind hit your face.

The real Chang Yang sat down, as if he had no desire to raise his eyes to the battle before him, just waiting for the final outcome.

Between the electric light and flint, Yin Nineteen's moves were crushed and blasted in front of Ling Luoyu.

The palm wind howled, and her long hair flew away.

At that moment, Chang Yang looked up and looked up.

At the same time, the pupil shrank.

"boom!

Yin Nineteen's palm wind seemed to have fallen into nothingness and suddenly fell into the air.

When he watched attentively, there was no one in front of him.

Not only was Ling Luoyu missing, but even the people behind her who were watching the excitement were also gone.

"This... what's going on?"

People?

Where are people?

There is also the real Changyang, why are they missing?

I was stunned and suddenly noticed that there was an abnormal movement behind him.

When I turned to look, I saw a curtain of water like a curtain of water.

The water curtain falls from the sky, and there is no end in sight.

On the opposite side of the water curtain, there are so many people who seem to be walking around.

He tried to reach out and touch the water curtain.

Soft, cool, and other things, nothing special.

But before he could react, the hand that stretched out was caught by someone.