Wan Wei opened his wooden sign and it was the number four. He provocatively raised the wooden sign to increase the volume.

"Who else has drawn four? Stand out!"

Jun Tingsheng raised a sneer, and it was a coincidence that he said coldly: "It's me."

Wan Wei sniffed and said indifferently, "It turns out it's you, this is a life-and-death situation. If you die...

He paused for a few seconds, looked at Song Baoling and Lian Jiao with obscene eyes, and said, "I'll accept these two girls."

He must have thought that Jun Tingsheng would die, and a thin man behind him also touched his chin in a despicable way and smiled at Wan Wei with a flattering smile.

"Brother Wan, if you are tired of playing, just have fun with me!" The man looked at Song Baoling lustfully.

From the moment Wan Wei paid attention to Song Baoling, he had this idea.

Wan Wei glanced at him indifferently: "Chuchu isn't enough for you to play with?

"Brother Wan, you said this very meaninglessly. It's more or less a bit after playing it for a long time..."

The man said something obscurely, and Wan Wei waved his hand impatiently and said generously, "I'll enjoy it for my brothers when I finish playing."

This was considered to be agreed. The man was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly to flatter Wan Wei.

Their voices were neither loud nor small, and Jun Tingsheng, Song Baoling and others could hear them clearly.

The two of them decided to make the fate of Song Baoling and Lianjiao in just a few words, and they didn't even hide it.

Lian was so angry that her neck turned red. She rarely heard such vulgar words in the capital, and she could be easily banned by this person.

Jun Tingsheng had murderous intent in his eyes and stabbed Wan Wei straight at him.

Yu Zikong knocked on the fan, "Tsk, arrogant, maybe I can't beat me."

Seeing that everyone was whipping, a bridge appeared between the stones and the stones and led to a ring.

"Then I would like to congratulate you on finding the meaning of your existence in life and death." The black robe said meaningfully.

Yu Zikong was about to pretend to be unfathomable, but when he thought of being stared at by a black robe several times before, he silently shut his mouth.

Jun Tingsheng stepped into the bridge with one foot, and the villain stopped him. Jun Tingsheng was confused, "What's the matter?"

"Sorry, the person who draws lots can only be the life and death game." The villain replied, pointing at Song Baoling.

"It was her draw just now, and she should be the one who comes."

Several people looked at Song Baoling, but they all disagreed, "You can't let her go!"

Wan Wei's smelly thing had a lustful idea of ​​Song Baoling. What if he took advantage of her during the battle?

The villain is helpless, but there is no doubt between his words and deeds, "This is a rule and cannot be broken. Please don't make things difficult for me."

"You didn't say this rule in advance." Jun Tingsheng refused to give in.

When the two were arguing, Wan Wei had already arrived at the ring. Seeing that Jun Tingsheng had not stepped onto the bridge, he felt that he had retreated and laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha, I'm scared now? Why don't you give the beauty to us directly, maybe I can take them out."

Jun Tingsheng was unhappy and frowned. Song Baoling appeared in time and grabbed his arm, "Forget it, I'll go, there's nothing wrong."

"No." Jun Tingsheng refused without thinking, "How could you beat Wan Wei?"

Song Baoling did not answer, but instead asked the villain, "Is there any rules for fighting?"

Seeing that Song Baoling took the initiative to solve the problem, the villain smiled again, "Since it is a life-and-death situation, of course there is no limit, and any means can be used."

Song Baoling heard his voice-over and was a little surprised. Then he noticed that he was slightly different from other villains, but on the surface there was no difference.

She took Jun Tingsheng's sword and looked at the villain deeply before going up the bridge.

The villain also looked at her with calm eyes, curved eyes, and a smile looked very sincere.

Only then did Song Baoling realize that this villain is not as rigid as other villains, as if he has a "soul".

Wan Wei urged him, and when he saw Song Baoling coming up, he was stunned, feeling that the other side looked down on him a little.

Moreover, this is a life-and-death situation. If Song Baoling dies, will he play Jun Tingsheng?

Wan Wei was a little angry, "It's not me that I said, what's the point of sending a woman to fight me?"

"Shouldn't you be glad that I was the one who fought with you?" Song Baoling asked back, his eyes cold.

Wan Wei licked his lips, spat, and sweared, "Ha, since you have arrived at the door, don't blame me for being polite."

After saying that, he rushed towards Song Baoling without any expectations, bent his hands slightly to form a claw shape.

Song Baoling's heart beat, and he turned his head quickly. Wan Wei's claws rubbed against her face, and a strand of black hair was cut off and slowly fell to the ground.

Wan Wei originally planned to kill him with one blow, but he didn't expect that Song Baoling would hide from him. His eyes narrowed, feeling a little conscious.

Song Baoling's strength is naturally not as strong as Wan Weigao, but his reaction is comparable.

Wan Wei gave up and took Song Baoling's life directly. Although he kept attacking, he did not kill him, just like a cat teasing a mouse.

Song Baoling gradually became exhausted and looked at Wan Wei with a breath, thinking about how to deal with it.

Wan Wei raised his eyebrows, "You might as well give up obeying me. If I feel comfortable, maybe I can give you some fun."

He looked proud and his body relaxed slightly. Song Baoling tightened his hand holding the sword, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

That's now!

Song Baoling accumulated energy, half-squatted, arched backward, and jumped again in a blink of an eye.

Wan Wei watched her jump into the air and clearly saw Song Baoling raising Jun Tingsheng's sword penetrate his body.

The hair on Song Baoling's forehead was tightly pressed against the skin, and his sweat mixed with the blood that had just been beaten out by Wan Wei, and he scratched his cheeks to his chin, shaking.

Wan Wei pointed at her in disbelief, blood sprayed from her mouth, and his hand pointed at Song Baoling, "You, you pretend..."

"I didn't pretend, it was you who underestimated the enemy." Song Baoling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and drew a red mark on his face, which was particularly bright.

Wan Wei lowered his head, clasped his hand into a fist, smiled softly, stepped back step by step, and pulled the sword out of his body.

"You don't think you can kill me like this, right?" Wan Wei suddenly looked up, his eyes stained with blood, and his expression was distorted.

Those who can come here are not simple characters, and they really dare not come without some means to save their lives.

Song Baoling quickly opened the distance, and it was true that he was exhausted. In addition, the explosion of energy just now consumed a lot of energy.

Wan Wei covered his wound, knelt on one knee, and supported himself with one hand to the ground to support himself.

Song Baoling slowly walked to him with his long sword, leaving a long blood mark on the ground.

"How about giving you a happy way to die?" Song Baoling asked with added fuel to the fire.

"Or do you like to die slowly?"

Wan Wei had no strength to fight back, so he could only use his ability to quickly run to another corner.
Chapter completed!