Chapter 120 Equivalent Choice

Although Dongfang Yue is unwilling, it is not easy to insist, because the ecstasy phantom she casts by hunting phoenix butterflies is of little useful to the people in black who have been hypnotized. On the contrary, the space constraints make it a little difficult for her own people to deal with.

Without Dongfang Yue's phoenix butterfly, Dongfang Li's silver-tailed bobcat is still tearing up the people in black without outside interference. Murong Xi, Amber and Dongfang Cen's men are also not slow at all, showing their strengths.

Nearly an hour after the fight, the number of people in black has increased from more than a dozen people at the beginning to a piece of black pressure now. At this time, Dongfang's small body has been scarred. There are dozens of cuts of different depths on his back, hands and thighs, and his originally plain face has been stained with blood to the original appearance.

Raise your hand to wipe away the scarlet in front of you, which is warm and sticky, and it is full of disgusting salty smell. However, after fighting for so long, there are not many people, but there are more and more postures. What's going on?

Who would have killed them with such a lot of blood? Looking at their posture, it seems that they didn't find the appearance of three people in high places? Dongfang looked at the person standing at the top of the treetop eight or nine meters high and wondered... Other people had the same puzzlement at this time, but some problems could only be known if they survived.

Dongfang shook his mind and was stabbed in his shoulder blade. With a breath, he knelt on one knee and supported the ground with his intact left hand. Blood and sweat dripped on the grass, blurring his vision. Suddenly, a sense of dizziness came, and the figure was about to collapse.

And others are overwhelmed by this figure that seems to be endless, even if they have enough martial arts and talent, but they are inexperienced and extremely overdrawn.

"Bend!"

High, Dongfang Yin looked at Dongfang, who had become a bloody man, looked at the twitching figure below, and struggled to go down to save her under Mu Yin's armpits. His face was rare anger and distress: "Mu Yin, let me go. Bend was injured and shed a lot of blood..."

"Young master, these things often happen in the future. If it goes on now, she may really die." Mu Yin stopped the struggling with both hands, and his face was also awe-inspiring. Why didn't Dongfang Yin, who was struggling, understand the meaning of Mu's words, but he still asked unyed: "Mu Yin, you and Long Yu go down and save them quickly."

"I can't help you for a lifetime, young master. You and the girl should be aware when they choose to give up something. Mu Yin looked solemn, and his heart was also spinning rapidly to estimate the way and purpose of these people.

Dong Yin was shocked by what Mu Yin said, and tears that had been stored in his eyes for a long time gushed out in an instant. Because of his posture and crying too much at this time, he shook his head and sobbed and said, "Then we... won't go anywhere, let's... go back. Mu Yin, let's go back... It's not good."

Dong Dongfang was stabbed again while talking, and Dongfang covered his mouth and trembled all over.

He really regretted it. I would rather they stay in the Oriental Mansion for the rest of their lives.

The dragon heritage at the top of a tree next to him really couldn't stand it. He caught a glimpse of the man in black who was getting closer and closer behind Dongfang's body and stained twice: "It's so bad that you die early and die late. Don't struggle."

"Huh!" How could Dong Tuo not understand the coolness in the dragon's last words? At present, he did not hesitate to bite his tongue at the corners of his lips, and blood flowed down from the corners of his lips. And the gradually lax mind just now has improved through the most direct pain. Rotate 180 degrees in place and stand up. In front of the horizontal gear of the right dagger, the hand with the sleeve arrow on the left hangs feebly on his side - broken!

Blood flowed through the weak arm and fell on the grass.

Shake the heavy head and tried to see the moves of the man in black. At a distance of half a meter, he suddenly swooped up. The green grass under his feet had been dumped with a heavy pace, and only a wisp of grass fragrance was quickly covered by the smell of blood.

Although the man in black was shocked to have such perseverance at a young age, he had no choice but to be manipulated by the reason that had just emerged. She could only watch her knife from top to bottom and directly split the air embedded in her left shoulder. At the same time, his eyes were wide open, slowly hanging down his mind that returned from pain, and he wanted to say something, but there could only be a bloody cooing sound in his throat.

And the moment the man in black fell, he saw the fierce and decisive murderous intention on the little girl's face. He was glad that he finally didn't have to be manipulated anymore, and at the same time, he was secretly glad that he, as a puppet killer, could have a happy death. When I thought about this, I felt very satisfied. I wanted to close my eyes, but I could never close them.

"How are you!?" Dongfang Amber finally had a trace of void with the help of Dongfang's love. She hooked up the knife on the ground, cut off the two obstacles horizontally and vertically, and went back to back with Dongfang. Feeling the body of the person behind him that has been out of rational control and twitching, there was a panic in his eyes at an invisible angle.

A muffled hum that tried to endure, and the metal sounded softly. Feeling that the person behind him slipped his body, he quickly turned around and held it. Because the empty door behind his back was wide open, Murong Xi couldn't stop him from watching the man in black swinging by with a knife, and a blood mist gushed. Amber raised her head and roared, and her back was so numb and hot, and the ferocious and eye-catching knife wound from her right shoulder to her left waist was still bleeding. Dongfang Wanqing tried his best to support the silver snake whip, which instantly split from the original single whip to three whips, running across the man's left and right chest. A bloody fireworks bloomed in front of the man and died.

"Dongfang, are you dead!?"

"It's still early, besides... I won't die if you die..."

Dongfang, who was on the verge of coma, successfully pulled the original wound deeper under the unremitting efforts of Amber, so - she was completely awakened and seemed to have a more serious trend...

Amber got the weak answer from the person in her arms. She relaxed a little, and the tension on her face eased. She gently pulled the corners of her mouth: "Great..."

Before the two had time to breathe, they were interrupted by Murong Xi's difficult voice. The silver teeth bit secretly, and the two people on the ground stood up by force and handed over the weaknesses behind them to each other for safekeeping.

Dongfang Yin watched the fallen man stand up again and unconsciously tightened his heart. Tears were hazy and couldn't see the situation below, but he still felt a trace of powerlessness abandoned. He secretly wrote his hands tightly under the sleeve robe and despised his thoughts at this time, but it was like poison gnawing his heart, so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Bend, I really want to hold you at this time with this clenched hand...

Bend, I hate myself now. I can't do anything but drag down...

Bend, looking at you lying in Amber's arms, I can't help you except being swallowed up by reason...