When Wenwan heard this, she felt Liang Han's hand and her clothes.

Regardless of her own body, what kind of trauma she would suffer, she broke through the pressure by force.

"Poof..."

Gently spit out a big mouthful of blood.

The blood in her action, back two steps, directly spray on Liang Han's face.

Liang Han's face is gloomy. When he looks at Wen Wan, he is even more violent and shows the ferocity in his eyes.

"Gentle, how dare you!"

Wen Wan wiped the bloodstain on the corner of her mouth. She looked at Liang Han with sarcasm on her face.

"How dare I? I'm going to kill you!"

The sword in Wenwan's hand is infused with spirit power, and the sharp sword attacks Liang Han.

Although this move is simple, it is also like death.

It seems simple, but she has used all her accomplishments to fight against Liang Han.

Liang Han naturally also felt that he regarded death as if he were at home, with a strong sense of killing.

At this time, his face was gloomy, and he wanted to do something about Wenwan before.

Liang Han wiped his face, took his hand down and saw the blood on his hand.

The light in his eyes became more and more gloomy.

"Gentle!" The sound of gnashing teeth.

The gentle sword had come to him.

Liang Han reaches out his hand and waves away his gentle body with his powerful cultivation.

However, the gentle sword, however, has been out of hand, straight to Liang Han.

The sword spirit is very strong. Although Liang Han escaped, his clothes were cut.

The clothes on the shoulder were injured by the sword Qi, and soon there were red blood stains infiltrating the clothes.

The gentle body is waved on the ground.

At this time, she was not only injured, but also the gas in her body.

It made it impossible for her to get up.

Jiehun is also anxious in the space. Seeing the situation of miyuning, he wants to do something.

However, when he was about to appear, he found a trace of the situation, and he stopped.

When the man in white saw the tragic situation of Wen Wan, he reappeared from the statue.

Liang Han didn't feel that there was a man in white who incarnated in cultivation.

At this time, his eyes are lying on the ground, unable to get up gentle.

"Wenwan, in that case, don't blame my ruthlessness. If you don't want to give me your body, I just want to get it."

Liang Han's steps, step by step toward the gentle walk.

Even if she is lying on the ground at this time, Wenwan is suffering from physical torture.

There was no weakness in her eyes. There was irony and contempt in her beautiful eyes.

Liang Han has been thoroughly infuriated. How can he bear it.

He stepped up to Wen Wan, and he went down to Wen Wan on the ground.

"I will be more interested when I see your eyes like this. You don't want to, so it's better to keep such a state all the time."

Liang Han bent down and reached for Wen Wan.

Gentle never retreat.

Because she has no strength, she can't move at all.

But her eyes, still without the slightest fear.

Seeing Liang Han reach out her hand, she said coldly: "you are a beast

"Hum!"

Liang Han stretched out his hand to pull her body.

However, the hand, just touched the gentle clothes, was thrown away by a force.

"Bang..."

Liang Han's body was bounced by that force and fell to the ground not far away.

He had no resistance at all.

"Ha ha..."

Cold laughter, in this quiet space.

Liang Han stood up from the ground, regardless of his embarrassment.

He looked around warily.

I want to find the voice.