Chapter 1683

When the wind blows through the woods, snowflakes fall from the branches, making a sound of knowing and searching.

There seems to be footsteps in the distance. When ye Cong's attention is snatched away, Mo Fei holds his left foot on the ground and suddenly raises his right leg. Ye Cong instinctively goes to hide and releases the arm that holds Mo Fei's neck. Mo Fei suddenly leans on the ground and sweeps his right leg towards ye Cong.

Ye Cong retreated. Did he roll a circle in the snow, and quickly retreated a step away, just because of the pain on his body, he knelt on the ground on one knee.

Ye Cong looked down at the woman kneeling on one knee, "do you really think Gu juixi can save you?"

After enduring the pain on his body, he slowly got up with one hand pressing his knee and looked at the man opposite him. "How do you know I'm waiting for Gu juixi? If I have to wait for Gu juixi, there are some ways to delay."

Is it because of the throat injury and hoarse voice? "If you want to kill me, you'd better do it now, otherwise Gu juexi will come, you may not have a chance."

Ye Cong's eyes suddenly become sharp. Is the woman looking for death, or is she using him to look for death.

"Is it for a man who wants to marry someone else?" Ye Cong's voice falls down. Has he waved the rope to him.

Ye Cong suddenly dodges the rope made of special material. When the rope falls, he holds one end of it with his hand and suddenly makes a force. Is it possible that he takes a step forward uncontrollably, but uses the friction of snow to step on the ground.

It's a pity that ye Cong's strength is much greater than she thought, so even if the foot friction is too big, ye Cong suddenly tugs at him. At the moment of being dragged by him, his right hand presses his shoulder, and then turns directly to the back. Originally, ye Cong wants to use the rope to stick around his neck. Ye Cong's body nimbly hides and hits Mo Fei's shoulder with a backhand.

Could it be that he snorted and stepped back to support the ground with his left leg, but his right shoulder hurt badly. The man was afraid that he had already abandoned her shoulder.

"You are not my match, Murphy." Ye Cong approached Murphy step by step, looking at her forehead sweating because of pain, "Murphy, don't you want to know why you died?"

Could it be that she stepped back and bit the corner of her mouth with blood.

"If you want to kill it, you can kill it. There's so much nonsense. Are you waiting for Gu juixi?" With that, ye Cong pinches her neck again. Her left hand suddenly clasps Ye Cong's wrist and the acupoints on his wrist. She will use as much force as ye Cong uses.

"Don't you want to die?" Ye Cong said, his strength increased, and slowly lifted Murphy off the ground.

Could it be that ye Cong was staring at him with his fingers locked inside, "I'd better take you with me and be a companion in hell."

"Where's that old thing?" Ye Cong opened his mouth, and his face was already ferocious.

"Dead, long dead, I killed it myself." Is it not hoarse to open your mouth, and the fingers that buckle inside gradually lose their strength.

Ye Cong raised his hand and hit Murphy's belly. Because of the huge pain, Murphy raised his head slightly, and his face became ferocious.

"I'm asking again, where's that old thing?"

"I --"

Ye Cong raised his hand again, but when he was about to start, he was hit with a stone on his wrist. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been hit through his wrist.

And Murphy was also thrown on the ground by him at the same time.