V2.Chapter 90

But when seeing the flowers on the street safe and sound, the dense cold color in the eyes slightly dispersed some, walked quickly over, put his hands on her shoulder, "how did you come by yourself?"

With this, his complexion still has not had much relief, the worry of Mou bottom is not revealed.

"It was so urgent that I had to come." On the street flower light explained a time, did not feel surprised, did not have time to say more, there was Zhang Xu gave the order of the person is suddenly under the dead hand, he held the young man suddenly screamed, head a tilt, no breath.

The eye color of the flower on the stranger suddenly a deep, the palm slightly tightens.

Zhang vain thin coagulation on the stranger flower face of the subtle expression change, when even proud smile up, "how, little bitch, you now in the end is burning or not burning?"

"It's not easy for me to decide whether to burn the granary or not. Now the Lord is here, and only he can decide." The stranger soon regained his composure and said calmly, "but the Lord is not easily intimidated. If you want the Lord to obey, you'd better let me exchange hostages. I don't want the people to suffer for me."

Zhang has not yet opened his mouth, Yanbei City eyebrows will be mercilessly twisted up, face slightly cold, "no, you absolutely can't go."

"Yanbeicheng, it's not the time to be indecisive and have a strong love for children." The flower on the street turned his head and looked at him seriously.

She is not worried about the life and death of the people, but that if these people die, they will bring a lot of trouble. Now she still has a lot of things to deal with, so she has no energy to deal with the unnecessary problems.

At the bottom of Yanbei city's eyes, there was a sense of tyranny, and the temperature of the whole body was constantly falling. "If I say no, it's no good. Their life is life, but your life is more important."

Said, his slender jade big hand tightly clenched her soft small hand in the hand, the eye is full of persistence color.

Zhang Huang was suspicious, but when he saw Yan Beicheng, a stranger, he had a bad taste in his heart. He laughed and said, "the Lord and you are so married. It's really interesting. In this case, it's up to you to exchange. If not, we'll be caught. "

Mo Shang Hua's heart sank slightly, and she broke away from her hand, but she didn't release it immediately. Instead, she wrote a few words in his palm quietly and quickly, and then directly released his hand. She deliberately did not perform the skill, but went to Zhang Xu step by step as usual.

Yan Beicheng looked down at his palm, and his mind crossed the words just written by the stranger.

Trust me.

A few simple words, but let him inexplicably stunned, for a long time, the palm slowly tightened, in the turn of the head, the woman has been put back, the flowers on the street have been Zhang vain with the woman's general posture, the sharp blade straight across her neck.

Zhang Wu looked at the flowers on the street with pride, and laughed wildly, "little bitch, you finally fell on my hand. Do you still remember how you used to treat me? You wait and see, today I will. Ask for them back one by one. "

With that, he crossed the neck of the flower on the street, and the sword moved away. He raised his hand to scratch the white and tender cheek of the flower on the street.

The vermilion lip of the stranger flower is suddenly lightly a hook, smile up, there is no half of the color of fear on the face.