The two looked at Jiuyin with a haunted look on their faces.

At the door of the room, her little head leaned lazily against the wall.

Her hair was not tied and she was pulled behind her ears. She was wearing a white inner shirt. Her pretty face showed her silent eyes and stared straight at Wushuang, which made Wushuang's heart feel the urge to ask for mercy.

She wrapped her left hand around her chest and had a crystal white chess between her fingertips on her right hand. The sun shone brightly, and the red chess mole on her forehead was lit up through the white chess, which made people suffocate.

However, Ye Feng kept staring at her jade hands with his eyes tightly, and the shock in his eyes was self-evident.

Obviously...

Her wrists were almost festered by iron chains, and her hands were covered with scars.

How could it be...How could it be...it was possible to recover in such a short time, and it was still recovering without any trace of injury?

She was stunned for three days. Yesterday he saw that her wrist had become purulent...

"Goddess? Are you talking about me?"

"Although I like this word very much, it's very annoying to say it from your mouth." Before Ye Feng could figure it out, a crisp sound rang in his ears.

Jiuyin appeared in front of Wushuang like lightning. Before she could be shocked, she was strangled by a pair of slender hands.

"Cough...cough!"

Wushuang was pinched by this sudden scene, her eyes thrust and she wanted to wave her palms to hit Jiuyin's chest, but she couldn't exert any strength from her whole body.

"Let it...replace it quickly...cough..."

Wushuang struggled to squeeze out a few words from her mouth, but was coughed violently by a pair of tightened hands, and her face turned red.

Jiuyin slightly tilted her little face, and her hair floated around her waist as she stretched out her movements.

The bottomless eyes looked directly at Wushuang, the curve of the corners of his mouth was a little light and a little cold: "Hey! Your face is so incompatible with your heart, can I help you change one?"

What did she say?

How dare she say she wants to tear her face?

This woman is just ugly, she is so cruel to take away her beauty... No, no... She must kill this woman!

Wushuang resisted the suffocation pain and stared at Jiuyin with a gloomy look.

The eyes collided with palpitations, and Wushuang felt a great wave of fear hitting his heart, as if he saw the arrival of death from those eyes.

She could clearly feel the skeleton sounding in her throat, and her tears almost burst out in pain.

As the fingers become more and more powerful.

The smile on Jiuyin's face became more and more weird. This smile was both dazzling and terrifying, like Shura from hell!

Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he drew his sword to stab him at Jiuyin.

When his hand was holding the hilt of the sword, Nan Yuechen's instructions to him flashed through his mind immediately.

On the one hand, the master told the man to take good care of the man, and he certainly could not resist the master's order, but on the other hand, he was his best friend who had been dependent on life and death since childhood... Ye Feng was in a dilemma.

"Whoever gives you the courage to touch my king's people!"

Just when Ye Feng was at a loss, a proud and cold majestic voice came from not far away, followed by a thick stream of energy hitting Jiuyin's wrist.

You can exert your energy by several meters apart, which shows that this person has a deep internal strength!

At the same time, Jiuyin suddenly let go of her hand, and whether it was intentional or unintentional, her energy fell into vain.

Wushuang fell to the ground in a mess, covered her neck with her hands and took a big breath, her whole body was chilling, and her red eyes were glaring at Jiuyin with vicious eyes:

She swore that she must make this woman live a life worse than death!
Chapter completed!