Yuan Waishanhu was very happy to see it. Ye Hui couldn't resist Oman's "destruction". When he saw Oman wave his sword again, he quickly raised his hand and yelled.
"stop!!!"
As the sound of words fell, Aman looked for a few green leaves to fall to the sword body. His eyebrows frowned, and suddenly he heard a "click" sound above. The next second, the locust branches fell from the sky, hitting Ye Hui's head.
Ye Hui's face turned dark, and Aman was so scared that he stepped back. He saw Ye Hui's new bag on his forehead. When he saw Ye Hui's chest was so angry that his chest was fluctuating, he took another step back.
...It is said that no matter how good your martial arts are, you are afraid of kitchen knives!
...Now there is no knife!
...There is a sword (bad)!
...And it's the kind that can kill her at any time!
Aman looked at the coffin, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Hui again, capturing Ye Hui with bare shirtlessness. He remembered the weak and sickly described by the uncle on the street when he first came to Xingyao, and he felt a pussy.
...As sure, Tianxia Jian (bad) goods are a family!
...I like to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!
But then again, Aman looked at Ye Hui's ugly face, and he didn't feel that it was ugly, but instead felt an inexplicable pleasing feeling.
It felt like the phantom man she saw in Yizhuang. It made Aman recall the man's sword grab, and then today's mutual response between Ye Hui and the coffin, and raised his eyes and stared at Ye Hui.
"Who are you?"
Ye Hui stopped slashing the green leaves on his head when he heard this, and turned his head to face Oman.
"you do not know?!"
With eyes facing each other, Aman captured Ye Hui's contempt in his eyes, and his heart sank. It was not that she didn't know but that she was determined. Since she was determined, she pretended to be stupid.
But he pretended to be stupid and talked about roundabout tactics, so Aman said "yes" and "know", which made Ye Hui's eyes sank and he kicked the branches under his feet.
"Then tell me who am I?"
At the same time, Ye Hui raised his eyebrows and triggered the "buzzing" of the coffin, which stimulated Aman's neck to hurt. He subconsciously raised his hand and touched it. Ye Hui took the opportunity to seize the sword.
In response, Oman turned his head and hid, and Ye Hui grabbed the collar of his clothes as soon as he turned around. As soon as he felt his clothes slip off, Oman had an idea and threw out the coffin with his right hand.
The coffin soared into the air, Ye Hui turned around to pick it up, and Aman took the opportunity to put on his clothes, captured Ye Hui's left hand and pointed at the spell when he was about to touch the coffin, and waved his right hand towards the sword.
With a "bang" sound, the coffin expanded several times and it suddenly smashed Ye Hui. Ye Hui looked at the coffin pressing on him and rushed to his forehead with a moment of depression. He never dreamed that he would be let down by him in one day
I smashed it several times, and I took it upon myself!
This made Ye Hui feel angry and slapped the coffin. The coffin flew into the sky and jumped under Ye Hui's feet and attacked Aman. Seeing this, Aman frowned.
Finding the coffin close, Aman turned over and saw Ye Hui grabbing him, and raised his hand to sway Ye Hui in front of him. When Ye Hui retreated, Aman grabbed the coffin.
Turning his head, Aman faced Ye Hui's fist that was pressing his eyebrows, swung his sword against his backhand to put Ye Hui's neck, and instantly stopped Ye Hui's movements.
"Don't move!"
Aman stared at the fist on his forehead, remembering the moment of life and death, raised his eyes and met Ye Hui's unwillingness in his eyes, and his eyes were held in confrontation, and Aman spoke as coldly as he said.
"Otherwise I will kill you!"
Words echoed the strength of the neck like a sharp edge, and Ye Hui smiled coldly.
"Look at what you said is like you have never done it!"
A word came to my heart, and when Aman saw Ye Hui's purple eyes, his mind was dazed.
"I?!"
"What about that?"
Ye Hui glanced at Oman's face at a loss, and then looked at the faint red light coming from behind Oman's neck. He knew that the effect of Lishui poison began to occur, and he thought that Oman would die sooner or later.
It would be better to provide yourself with some effective information before death. If he "make up for the mistakes" in this way, he would be able to see it in Kyushu and reluctantly let Oman go.
Thoughts have come to this point, Ye Hui bows his head and pushes him to Oman.
"You won't say you don't remember it, do you?"
Aman's arm trembled, and he met Ye Hui's cheeks with a fire mark. A scene flashed through his mind that was in the end of the fire, causing Aman to subconsciously shake his head.
"I...I don't know..."
"you do not know?"
Ye Hui captured Oman in pain and pursued him with victory.
"You ruined my wedding banquet back then and deliberately made me doomed! You don't know?!"
After one wave was not settled, another wave started again, criticizing Oman's body for vicious poison, aggravating the pain in the back of Oman's neck penetrated the whole body, and amplifying Ye Hui's overlapping phantom man's questioning.
"So why do you harm me?"
Aman was stunned when he heard this, and raised his eyes and glared at Ye Hui.
"I don't!"
"No?"
Ye Hui narrowed his phoenix eyes, causing Aman to say again.
"I said I didn't! I don't know! I don't remember!" Ye Hui grabbed Aman's eyes and paniced. He remembered the "Earing Spirit Technique" that Li Tianshu said, and he laughed in his heart, oh! Death is coming to his head
Pretending to be amnesia with me, right?
...You are changing your vest!
...You can let you go?
...It's rare to talk nonsense to you!
Having thoughts reached this point, Ye Hui glanced at the sword tip on his neck, turned his head and grabbed Aman's right hand in a vain. Aman felt the gravity on his wrist, lowered his head and bit Ye Hui's arm.
The pain surged, which stimulated Ye Hui to swing it hard, lowered his eyes and looked at the blood marks on his arm, stared at Oman who was pushed to the ground by himself, and said, "You are a dog!"
Aman said nothing and hugged the coffin tightly. Her dizziness was absolutely unrelated to Ye Hui, and the only one who could save her from danger was left!
So when Oman saw Ye Hui stepping, he ran together. Seeing Ye Hui grabbing him, Oman rolled directly with his sword, which made Ye Hui rolled around with him by the coffin and followed Oman several times.
After a while, Aman was stubborn and dissatisfied. Ye Hui rolled up so much that his whole body was in pain. When he saw Aman gasping, Ye Hui raised his eyes and met Aman's vigilant gaze and gritted his teeth.
"Man Ya! Have you had enough fun!"
Speaking of playing, who can play enough? Aman didn't think about it and rolled three more rounds. Finally, he turned around and said, "Phone" Ye Hui with an air look on his face, "No!"
"you!"
Ye Hui gasped and wiped his face.
"Man Ya! You don't even talk about my heavenly tribulation, but now you still take my body as your subject..."
"Your body?!"
Aman was slightly stunned, looked down at the coffin, raised his eyes and looked at Ye Hui again. His eyes lit up and hugged the coffin tighter.
"It's stingy, it's stingy, anyway, I just won't let it go!"
While talking, Oman retreated, so Ye Hui looked for the couch behind Oman and bit his silver teeth.
"Do you let it go!"
"I don't! Ye..."
Ye Hui jumped over and frightened Aman so much that he stepped back and hit the corner of the couch. When his head leaned forward, he bumped into Ye Hui's forehead, which stimulated Ye Hui to swell up his head and cried out, which coincided with Aman bowing his head.
For a moment, his lips were knocked against each other, and Ye Hui opened his pupils and made Aman suddenly come back to his senses. He turned over and ran away. Ye Hui was willing to let Aman go and threw him down directly.
"Man Ya! You female lust, let go of my body!"
"I don't!"
Aman crawled desperately with the coffin in his arms, but Ye Hui couldn't get over Oman's body and could only pull it hard.