In an instant, Su Mo has become a bloody person, feeling dizzy and shaky, and the breath of life is rapidly passing away irreversibly!
"Are you going to die?"
Su Mo gently whispered a trance at the moment, as if there was a bloody figure flashing stunning horse.
Even though this figure has been imprinted in his memory for many years, it has never faded or forgotten, as if it were yesterday …
Chapter four hundred and fifty-six Marie
"It’s a pity that Shenhuang Island was born and such a tianjiao unexpectedly fell into Ren Huang Hall."
"It’s worth dying for seven Tianjiao and a few seals."
In the distance, many monks looked at the battlefield, and the rickety figure covered in blood looked complicated and talked about it with regret.
The lonely figure looked pitiful and sad.
Many monks know that this Shenhuang Islander is going to die, and the gods can’t save him!
The situation in Sumo is really bad.
The left chest was punctured, bleeding profusely, and the back of the pipa was broken. A huge wound in the abdomen was shocking, and it would have gushed out if you didn’t hold the intestine with your hand.
Su Mo can feel the passing of life bit by bit!
Blood is still flowing
There is no healing trend or sign of physical injury.
This means that now his physical injury has exceeded the limit of physical self-healing!
In front of him, there are still the old monk of Xiangsi Temple and the seal of Magic Sect who haven’t made moves.
Even if these two seals look on coldly, it won’t be long before his blood runs out and he will die.
Su Mo dizzy eyes trance as if there was a flash of familiar color figure.
"Butterfly girl …"
Consciousness Su Mo calls a light call
There was no response. The figure in front looked slightly sideways and looked at him with a slight frown. His eyes showed concern and pity.
A faint fragrance came to Su Mo’s spirit and he tried to open his eyes.
Leng a little Su Mo opened his mouth, but he didn’t say a word. His eyes were slightly blue and he couldn’t hide his loss.
Not butterfly moon
But Ji goblin.
Bleeding, blurred vision, and lingering in my heart over the years, Su Mo turned her fairy pink dress into blood red.
"She … would have never come back."
"After all, I still can’t catch up with her. There is no chance."
"alas"
Su Mo sighed deeply and shook his eyelids. His heavy will gradually sank into the abyss …
At this time, a sound came to my ears and dragged Su Mo’s consciousness back from the abyss of death!
"Let him go, two seniors."
This is Ji’s goblin sound in front of Sumo.
"The witch girl goes!"
The old monk from Xiangsi Temple came slowly and smelled of terror.
"Even if the two seniors don’t shoot, he won’t live. Is it good to leave him a corpse?"
Ji goblin didn’t leave the sound and continued to ring, "Will Buddhism be merciful and exterminated?"
"If you kill him yourself, there will be no other variables."
The old monk in Xiangsi was unmoved, and his eyes flashed and he said, "If you don’t leave, you will be shot by the poor monk!"
After a short silence, Ji’s goblin voice rang again, but it broke the sky!
"anger is hard to do"
These four words reveal a determination.
That’s knowing that you will die, and you won’t waver or retreat half a step!
Sumotong
Opposite her is the seal.
I’m already in a rage. Raise my hand to kill the printer!
Su Mo didn’t expect such a situation that Ji goblin would come out and stand in front of him without flinching.
"This stupid woman"
Su Mo’s lips are as thin as mosquitoes and flies.
"That’s good …"
The old monk in Xiangsi nodded, and his eyes suddenly burst into a murderous cold way. "Since you are bent on dying, the poor monk will become you!"
Boom
The operation of the old monk in Xiangsi broke out, and the strength and breath of the alchemy soared!
"Finger pointing!"
The old monk in Xiangsi stretched out a finger and gently pointed it in the direction of Ji goblin.
The heavens and the earth shake in an instant!
Where is this finger?