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Chapter 2941

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Of course.

At this moment, Fei Yan still intended to let her go first, and he would go up.

Rong Ruo's heart became extremely sour at this moment.

Go up?

How to go up?

That was a real Spirit Ring exponent!

She and Fei Yan had just condensed their spirit inscriptions. Even if the two of them joined forces, they would not be Fang Jinghe's opponent.

Go and live, stay and die.

Fei Yan did not want to relive his childhood naughtiness. He was simply planning to use his own life in exchange for Fei Yan's life!

Both of them knew very well that they were not Fang Jinghe's opponent at all. If they insisted on fighting, only death awaited them!

Rong Ruo took a deep breath and quietly released the Min Butterfly. The little Min Butterfly, in the blood-filled street, was so small that people could not notice its existence at all. Even Fei Yan, who stood in front of Rong Ruo, did not notice it.

This time, Rong Ruo did not release the Min Butterfly again. Instead, she raised her blood-stained hand and secretly held the Min Butterfly in her hand. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth inadvertently, but she stuffed the Min Butterfly that had accompanied her for many years into her mouth …

"Kid, I didn't see that you still have some courage. You work so hard. I think the girl behind you means a lot to you, right?" Fang Jinghe was not in a hurry to start. In his opinion, whether it was Fei Yan or Rong Ruo, they were already prey in his mouth. How long they lived and when they died, it all depended on his mood.

Killing was too casual for Fang Jinghe. He could not remember how much blood his hands were stained with, nor could he remember how many people he had seen despair when they died.

Killing made him feel bored. Enjoying the pain of his prey before death was his greatest pleasure.

Fang Jinghe's gaze fell on Rong Ruo's body. Rong Ruo was wearing a man's dress before. He had no idea at first, but the blow just now made him clearly feel that the teenager in front of him was simply a girl. The slender hand bones were fragile and sensitive. Under the heavy blow, Rong Ruo's clothes were still a little messy, and her hairband had broken. Her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, and her little face was pale because of blood loss. It was extraordinarily soft and beautiful.

Staring at Rong Ruo's little white face, Fang Jinghe couldn't help but lick his lips.

"I didn't realize that there was a little beauty here."

The cold voice made Fei Yan's hair stand up. He endured the pain all over his body, raised his head and stared at Fang Jinghe fiercely: "If you dare to hurt her again, I will not let you go even if I die!!"

As soon as Fei Yan's voice fell to the ground, Fang Jinghe was stunned. He looked at Fei Yan's tough face and suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, you won't let me go? Why won't you let me go? Brat, don't force yourself. With that little ability of yours, I can squash you to death with one finger. But you can rest assured that such a beauty, how can I bear to hurt her? I will naturally take good care of her. I haven't enjoyed her yet, how can I kill her? "Fang Jinghe's wild laughter was as harsh as the crow's cry.

Fei Yan was trembling, and the anger in his heart was burning. At this moment, how eager he was to have the ultimate power to protect Rong Ruo from such humiliation!

"Or, do you want me to love her in front of you?" Fang Jinghe said viciously.

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