518. Chapter 518 Wrath of God 2
Her heart skipped a beat, and she closed her eyes, trying to fight the powerful attraction to the end. She, Leng Zhiyan, had always been stubborn. No one could force her to do something she didn't want to do.
Beads of sweat fell from Zhiyan's forehead, her body was shaky, and her frown showed the pain she was going through.
The scene was already very quiet, and a soft hum escaped from Zhiyan's small mouth. Although it was very weak, everyone could hear it clearly.
The Holy Lord and others frowned, with worried looks on their faces. The audience was confused and had no idea what was going on.
The expressions of the three leaders of the Death Gods changed slightly, and their eyes subconsciously drifted towards the direction of the Holy Lord, only to see him looking at Zhi Yan with a playful look on his face, with an evil smile on his lips. It felt like the master was teasing him again.
kitten playing.
The leaders of the three death gods were startled, and a look of surprise appeared on their faces. How had the always cold and noble Lord God ever shown such an appearance? He would actually tease a newcomer like this?
Did they read that correctly?
The three leaders of the Death Gods looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes. All of this was actually true. The Lord God, who was indifferent and had no interest in anything, actually treated this woman differently. This
What does it mean?
In an instant, the eyes of the three leaders of the Death Gods looking at Zhiyan became complicated, like sympathy, like envy, and at the same time mixed with deep exploration. They didn't know how much magic power this woman had, that even the Holy God would be attracted by her.
She attracts.
"Yeah!" Zhiyan hummed, her nerves tingling, her forehead felt like being hit with a sledgehammer, pierced by nails, and torn forcefully. Her whole body was shaking with pain, and she had the urge to die immediately.
The teeth were clenched, and the nails dug into the flesh. The red blood flowed down the corners of the lips, making the skin even more pale. The palms were cut, and the blood stained the nails red, overflowing the entire palm, and the strong smell of blood spread.
spread to everyone's noses.
The eyelashes tremble slightly, with a drop of crystal water hanging on them, the nose is beautiful, the breath is irregular and the small mouth bites, which is shocking.
Even if the pain makes her whole body tremble, and the pain makes her want to hit her to death, she still maintains her proud figure, her pink clothes are fluttering, and her aura is outstanding. The red blood makes her beautiful and charming face even more evil and charming.
With a poppy-like fascination, it attracted everyone's attention.
Her body had reached the limit of endurance. However, from beginning to end, she never opened her mouth or compromised. She always secretly competed with him and used her own life as a bet.
Qi Mufeng couldn't help but frown, his purple eyes were deep and dark, filled with inexplicable emotions. Seeing her stubborn persistence, seeing her in pain, his indifferent and heartless heart was actually implicated in punishing her, but he couldn't feel it at all.
hapiness.
Sensing the change in himself, Qi Mufeng's face suddenly filled with anger. With a flick of his hand, Zhiyan's delicate body flew down from the table like a kite with broken strings, and fell to the ground with a loud bang, and bones were heard.
Crackling sound.
"Brother Lengyan!"
"Lengyan girl!"
"Lengyan girl!"
"Lengyan girl!"
…
Everyone's hearts tightened, and everyone shouted uncontrollably. The Holy Lord and everyone in the medicine hall rushed towards her direction, without any consideration of whether they would offend the Holy Lord.
At this moment, they were only concerned about Zhiyan's injuries and whether her life was in danger.
Everyone at the scene held their breath and looked at the Holy Lord on the stage with fear. Everyone was silent and did not dare to express their anger.
"Brother Leng Yan, how are you, Brother Leng Yan?" The man in green robe ran at the front, his face full of anxiety, he almost cried on the spot.
"Lengyan girl!" Lord Holy Master patted Zhiyan's cheek with his big hand, and with a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhiyan's mouth. Everyone's hearts shrank, and the worry on their faces turned into fear.
"Sister Leng Yan, hold on, if you go like this, how can Brother Yi have the dignity to live?" Liu Yi frowned, with a look of guilt on his face. He had promised to protect her before, but when His Majesty the Lord
When he took action, he could only watch her get hurt.
"Elixir, replenishing elixir, hemostasis elixir, hurry up, give her the elixir." Yi Guan was suddenly startled and shouted urgently. The man in blue robe panicked and took out the elixir from his arms, and fed it to Zhi tremblingly.
Cigarette in mouth.
Mo Ling's calm and cold handsome face showed panic, bewilderment, and fear. Looking at her pale cheeks and her lifeless appearance on the ground, she felt a dull pain in her heart. She couldn't die. She must not die. She must not die.
Something happened.
"Everyone, be quiet. Girl Leng Yan is not dead yet." Suppressing the shock in his heart, Lord Holy Master motioned for everyone to keep quiet. He placed his right hand on Zhi Yan's abdomen, and the rich spiritual power was continuously input.
Looking inside, Zhiyan's body was in chaos. Qi and blood were surging, bones were shattered, meridians were broken by powerful impacts, and the spiritual power in the body was in chaos, wandering around erratically.
The Holy Master was greatly shocked, his expression was as heavy as the bottom of a pot, and his face was full of solemnity. He input spiritual power and worked hard to adjust and repair her.
Yi Guan and others gathered around, all they could do was worry. Seeing Zhiyan lying dying in front of them, they couldn't help but feel resentful towards the Holy Lord. He was a good person, but he hurt her for no reason. They used to respect and respect him.
, now only disappointment remains.
Chapter completed!