1502 Chapter 1502 The Way of Returning

"what!"

He exclaimed, and at that moment, the breath of death enveloped him, and the cold killing intent behind him penetrated into his bone marrow, and he only felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to his heart, causing fear and panic to rise from the bottom of his heart. 81????Chinese w1w?w?. 81zw. com

"boom!"

Feng Jiu dragged him back and threw it on the ground, only to see him hit the collapsed thing, and with a bang, the whole person fell to the ground in embarrassment. shoot down.

"call out!"

"Snapped!"

The sharp qi blade slashed through the air, it was the sound of the whip twitching, only to hear a slap on the body of Sanyang who wanted to stand up. Suddenly, his gray clothes were torn apart by the whip, flesh and blood oozing out. .

"what!"

The shrill screams came from his mouth. At this moment, he personally tasted the heart-piercing pain of the whipped whip that fell on the open flesh, the pain that life was worse than death. Made him almost faint.

"Huh! Huuuuuuu!"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"Ah...don't...don't fight...don't...I'll die..."

As each whip with dark energy fell, Sanyangzi on the ground curled into a ball and hugged his head tightly, his body was hit by whips one after another, the pain was indescribable in words.

He could even feel the anger of the young man in green clothes, every whip carried his anger and killing intent, he wanted to kill him! Therefore, each whip's fall is filled with dark energy, and every whip makes his skin open!

"This is unbearable? Aren't you very good at bullying people? Don't you like hitting people with whips? I'll let you taste it yourself!" Feng Jiu said in a cold voice. The whips he remembered were all slapped hard and fiercely, and each one contained a dark energy, which was enough to tear him apart without being fatal.

"Don't, stop hitting..."

The voice of Sanyoko, who was curled up on the ground, seemed weak, and the smell of blood in the air was also filled with his injuries. Feng Jiu looked at the man who was curled up on the ground and was dying, unable to even stand up. Then she glanced at him coldly, threw the whip aside, and walked quickly to her mother's side.

"Mother? Mother?"

She called in a low voice, but saw that she didn't respond in the slightest. The tattered clothes and dresses were almost in good condition. They were either torn or stained with blood, which made her worried.

The beaten up Sanyangzi held his head in his hands and watched Feng Jiu run to Shangguan Wanrong, so he quietly took out an elixir and took it to relieve the severe pain in his lower body.

He was sure that if he didn't take some medicine or something, he would definitely suffer from the scorching pain to death!

Mother? Did he hear it right? This young man who appeared out of nowhere called Shangguan Wanrong's mother? Is she his mother?

Quietly looking back, when he saw the young man pulling the black iron chain, he knew something was wrong. He lightly covered his chest with one hand and felt the effect of the medicine. He immediately gritted his teeth, jumped up and fled outside.

"Whoa!"

The two silver needles shot out with a bang and shot into his body. Because her silver needles shot very fast, the speed of Sanyangzi, who was injured originally, was not too fast to escape. I saw that he was bored. With a hum, the body slammed forward and felt two silver needles flowing into the body...