Beastly Fēi that Go Against the Heaven: Coerced by the Huáng Shū

However, his speed was a half slower, and he was scratched by the claws of the silver arrow.

"Hey!!" Jingyue was almost soft, and the big knife was not cut on the neck of Jingzhan. Jingyue took a step to the side of Jingzhan, and his heart beat so hard that Jingyue was at the side of Jingzhan. The man on the ground, looking at Jingyue with a squint.

"Hey...hey..." Jingyue's fingertips shivered slightly, and almost dared not touch Jingzhan. Jingzhan turned his eyes and looked at Jingyue. His eyes showed a faint smile. Zhang Zhangkou said: "Moon... ...oh...afraid...going to see...your mother...I..."

No... no, no! !

Jingyue looked at the original neck of Jingzhan with amazement. A thin blood mark appeared slowly. Under the horror of Jingyue, the blood was deeper and deeper, and the blood of the red blood was from the neck of Jingzhan. The surging flow came out.

"No!! Don't... Father!! Hey!!" Jingyue called the sound of screaming, and a group of people came slowly in the distance. The person who came is naturally Meng'an. This is the scene, the heart. Suddenly stunned and felt that something was going to happen.

"Huangfu..." The second sentence was shocked and looked at the hanging head, Jinghan, who was kneeling beside Jingzhan, his heart trembled slightly.

"It's you! You are his daughter! You are the daughter of the saint!" Yan Chen stared at Jingyue tightly, and there was a little hot meaning in his eyes. Meng An heard a sudden sigh of relief and looked at it with some gaze. The woman who was silent on the ground had some uneasy feelings in her heart.

"Why...why..." Jingyue’s figure finally moved, little by little, so stiff.

There are countless storms in the dark eyes of Jingyue. There are things that are silent in my heart. In a little bit of recovery, the dark eyes are full of unwillingness. In the distance, Xiao Yu and Gong Yi are out of combat, all The eyes of the people are gathered on the body of Jing Yue.

At this moment, the world is fighting, and the evening wind is everywhere.

"Why? Why did you kill my only father?" Jing Yuemu looked up and looked at Yan Chen.

"I don't ask for anything, don't want anything, I just want to be stable, is it so difficult?" Jingyue's eyes were trembling, and the clenched fist seemed to be suppressing something, and the distant coma was stunned. Lang slowly turned to wake up, and the scene in front of him made Jing Lang’s heart suffocate.

"Why are you doing this to me! Why do you want to take away my only relatives! Why! What about the saints? I have never been enemies with you, never thought of being enemies with you! Why are you not letting us go! I died my mother and killed my father again, why!"

"Yueer..." Jing Lang looked at the Jingyue, which was caught in the tyranny. The cold bloodthirsty color in the eyes was something he had never seen before.

"You tell me! Tell me! Why is this!?" Jingyue screamed and screamed. Under the horror of everyone, the arrogance of Jingyue’s body seemed to finally find a vent. In the heart of Jingyue, there was a strong hatred.

Jing Yue slowly stood up, obviously so petite body, like falling in this evening wind.