Chapter 1285

Then, a powerful force enveloped her and suppressed the spiritual force in her body, making her unable to move.

Then, a pair of thick, cold, bloody hands covered her mouth and quickly dragged her into a nearby room.

He Xi lost his color and was about to struggle when he heard the man's deep and hoarse voice: "don't want to die, don't move!"

The whole killing was intended to haunt her, and the hands clasped on her neck seemed to pinch her fragile neck at any time.

At this time, there was a light and heavy footsteps and a strange laugh from outside the door.

"Little prey, I know you're here. Come out!"

"If I catch you, I swear I will pick your skin, cut a hole in your belly, and put all snakes, insects, rats and ants into that hole. Ha ha ha... "

"Son of a bitch, can you hear me? Get out now! Otherwise, I will not let you live or die! "

The ugly man paced back and forth several times, more and more atmosphere, more and more irascible footsteps.

However, he walked back and forth in this area for several times, but did not find any trace, and finally scolded: "son of a bitch, you ran away again. You wait for me! Wait for me! "

Until the ugly man's breath finally completely gone, the hand that originally imprisoned He Xi was slowly sent away.

However, what was released was the hand clasping her neck, and the hand covering her mouth was still not released.

Instead, the hand that had clasped her neck changed to hold her waist.

He Xi frowned. She could feel the strength of the man behind her, the overwhelming strength, which she could not contend with at all.

However, the spirit breath of the man was obviously disordered, and he was still smelling of blood. Obviously, he was seriously injured.

He Xi reaches out and wants to open his hand on his mouth.

Who knows that man's vigilance is very high, she moves, originally loose the hand that holds her medicine to fasten immediately, as if can break her body at any time.

He Xi took a deep breath, thinking about whether to let little purple surprise out to attack this man.

"I can let go of you, but you can't move and shout," came the low, hoarse voice again

He Xi nodded at once.

Cover her big hand slowly put it down, the smell of blood and suffocating sense of oppression disappeared, let He Xi breathe a sigh of relief.

"Just now, thank you."

He Xi knew that if he had not just pulled her away at the right time and covered her breath in a mysterious way, I am afraid she would have been caught by the ugly Yin protector.

The breath behind him is fast but cold, and the smell of blood is more and more strong.

He Xi wants to take a step back, but finds that the hand holding his waist hasn't let go. The cold breath comes from behind, which makes her want to shiver.

She narrowed her eyes and said in a deep voice, "you don't mean to let go of me as long as I don't move and shout."

The man behind seemed to be stunned for a while, and finally slowly let go of her slender hand.

When the hand is back to the side, it becomes a fist as if it is tense and cramped.

This time, He Xi finally turned to look at the man behind him, a man wrapped in a dark cloak, still wearing a black mask on his face, even his eyes could not see it, so he could only vaguely feel his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" The man suddenly asked in a hoarse, low voice, "don't you know how dangerous it is here?"