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At the moment of Hongguo's hand, she felt that her consciousness was clear and blurred. The person in front of her was Zhang Xiaojian, and sometimes she became a demon who wanted to eat her.

Hongguo saw Zhang Xiaojian's moment, felt his consciousness recovered a little, his body buttocks stopped for a moment, which gave Zhang Xiaojian a chance to live.

Zhang Xiaojian was intoxicated in the boundless happiness at this time, but when his sister's voice reached his ears, he raised his head and saw that red fruits had turned into blood red eyes and fingers with black fog.

Zhang Xiaojian's heart shrank for a moment. He knew that he was too careless. This appearance of Hongguo can only show one problem, that is, Li Xueer moved her hands and feet on her body.

It was too late to escape, but at this time, Hongguo's eyes suddenly became clear, and her fingers stopped for a moment, which made Zhang Xiaojian win time. Her body twisted as hard as she could. Although she avoided the position of her heart, Hongguo's five fingers were deeply penetrated into his shoulder.

The nail that just grew out was so sharp that it suddenly fell into his body, and the blood flowed out of Zhang Xiaojian's body, shocking.

The emcee who was in charge of the ceremony turned pale with fright at this strange scene and disappeared in the corner.

The scene was a dead silence after an uproar.

Zhang Xiaojian's internal Qi suddenly condenses. A short black knife appears out of thin air and floats on her head. Just as she is about to fly like a red fruit, Zhang Xiaojian shouts: "no, she is possessed by Li Xueer's remnant soul."

All people stare big eyes, open mouth to look at Zhang Xiaojian, for a time do not know how to face.

All of a sudden, the figure flashed. Her hand had been holding on to the shoulder of Hongguo. Zhang Xiaojian could see clearly that the man was Chang Fu who was sitting under the stage for the last second. His body method is so fast and his hand is so strange. It seems that the old man's Kung Fu has improved.

Just when everyone expected to be able to control Hongguo, Hongguo suddenly turned around and showed a gloomy smile to Chang Fu.

Holding Zhang Xiaojian's hand didn't release, another hand suddenly waved, a black thick fog directly hit out, bang, Chang Fu fell down, a mouthful of blood spurted out, suddenly unconscious.

At this time, Zhang Xiaojian just came back to God and was about to do it in the East. Who knows that Hongguo's hand has been taken back from his body. The blood is bouncing, and a drop of blood falls on Hongguo's eyebrows.

Hongguo's body trembled, the red light in his eyes seemed to be weakened a lot, and it seemed that he had regained consciousness.

However, the hand did not stop, desperately to attack Zhang Xiaojian.

"Zhang Xiaojian, kill me, I can't control myself." This is the voice of Hongguo, but this is the last sentence Hongguo left in the world.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't dare to use magic weapon, so she could only dodge on the stage. Because he didn't want to kill his lover.

How many years have it taken to wait until today? Is it all going to be a bubble.

"Sister Qingguo, sister Xiaoqing, you should think of some ways quickly. I can't stand it." At this time, Zhang Xiaojian has been forced to hot pot ants.

"Zhang Xiaojian, you go to die, ha ha ha." This is Li Xueer's voice.

"You have the ability to come out and fight with me, hiding in other people's bodies is nothing." Zhang Xiaojian has calmed down at this time.

If he wants to save Hongguo, he must be his wife. She is the only woman who will accompany him through his life.

"Kill her." In the ring came the voice of Qing Guo's helplessness.

"No..." Zhang Xiaojian's heartrending cry made everyone sad.

"How did it happen?" Old five murmured under the stage. His eyes were full of tears and his face was sad.

"There's no way. She can't come out. There's no way." Qingguo said.

Hehe, Li Xueer's voice came out again. It was gloomy. The temperature in the auditorium dropped a lot in an instant, which made everyone present not only shiver.

Because Zhang Xiaojian can't dodge, she is caught by Hongguo again, and the blood falls on Hongguo's body again.

"Husband, I love you, I love you forever, quick, kill me, kill me, I beg you." The sound of red fruits.

When Zhang Xiaojian heard the sound of Hongguo, he suddenly thought of something. Between the waves, a flying knife had appeared in his hand. As soon as his wrist was raised, he drew a bloodstain directly on it, and the fresh blood gushed out.

"Brother, you don't want to die." Zhang Xiaole reacted immediately.

But Zhang Xiaojian can't control so much, his blood formed a red fog between the waves, like red fruits.

Hongguo's body obviously trembled for a moment, and suddenly a Black Mist rose from the surrounding area, covering the red fruit.

When Zhang Xiaojian's blood fog and black fog collide together, they even send out a piece of fire.Zhang Xiaojian constantly spurts out the blood mist. As the black fog gets smaller, he also feels the vagueness of consciousness.

At this time, Chang Fu, who was lying beside him, woke up. Seeing this situation, he sighed a long time and reached for Zhang Xiaole.

"Don't wait any longer. Your brother will die if it goes on like this." Chang Fu said feebly.

Zhang Xiaole looked at his brother who was still struggling to support in the grandstand. At this time, his face was as pale as a piece of paper, and his legs trembled unconsciously. It seemed that he could not hold on for long.

Zhang Xiaole wiped a tear, heart thoroughly a horizontal, 38 flying knife has been suspended in her head, with her hand a finger, flying knife in the air after two circles, directly like red fruit.

Zhang Xiaojian saw her sister's action, and she was very anxious. She wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

The flying knife left three visible holes on Hongguo's body, and the blood gurgled out. All of a sudden, the white skirt turned into red, mottled and mottled, just like a big red miss in full bloom.

Zhang Xiaojian felt a burst of colic in her heart. She opened her mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of blood. Her body slowly collapsed.

At this time, the black fog around the body of Hongguo goes in, and reveals the original face of Hongguo. A pretty face is as beautiful as peach blossom, charming and moving.

"Husband, let's pay homage." The sound of red fruit is sweet, as if from the valley.

Zhang Xiaojian stood firm in front of her body and grasped the slender white fingers of Hongguo.

A smile from the face of Hongguo, that is from the bottom of my heart.

It's just that the smile is too short. After a glance, it has dissipated. Then a mouthful of blood spurts out, and the whole person falls down.