V2.Chapter 669

On the face of it, I have been thinking about time in my heart.

Yan Mo Li is extremely rampant smile, directly in front of the mountain pinched the delicate neck of the flower on the road, "so far, you dare to speak in front of me like this, do you believe I will kill you immediately."

With a little force in her hand, she lifted her whole body from the ground.

Had been used to some of the soles of the feet were forced from the barb to withdraw, coupled with the neck almost suffocating force, let the street flower face quickly pale down.

Even at this time, the people in black did not dare to withdraw, and they all raised their swords to surround them.

The breath is thinner and thinner, the pale face of the stranger flower turns purple gradually, but the arc of Yan Mo's sharp lips is bigger and bigger, and his smile is more and more rampant. "I am really curious. If Yan Beicheng sees you like this, will he be willing to kneel down?"

"I hear you're still pregnant?" After a pause, his eyes were on the flower's belly.

Clearly has been in such a desperate situation, on the street flower or efforts to keep themselves sober.

Yan Mo Li is still relaxed and complacent, but he doesn't know where he comes from. He pinches a few silver needles between his fingers and stabs him directly under his armpit.

When Yan Moli was in the patriarchal mansion, his mentality had been distorted and he had no internal power. Naturally, his movements were extremely insensitive. He was stabbed in the armpit if he didn't check for a moment, so he had no strength to release her.

Moshanghua seized the opportunity to avoid the moment when he landed to avoid the barb, so he kicked Yan Mo to the ground with one foot. Then the whole person rushed to him and put his knee against his chest, making him unable to move. He clenched his fist with his other hand, and put silver needles between his fingers, which was directly against his neck.

A series of actions are completed, but in the blink of an eye.

She coughed a few uncontrollable coughs. Her face, which was purple due to the lack of oxygen, gradually recovered, but it was still very pale. Even so, she did not dare to relax.

Yan Mo Li has no internal power now, and is killed directly by a stranger. His handsome face is also distorted.

The flower on the street coldly coagulates Yan Beicheng, who has no resistance at this time. The pain on the soles of his feet seems to be nonexistent. His pale lip pulls out a sneer, "Your Highness has eaten too much in the zongrenfu prison, and now his hands and feet are soft? I can't resist even my move. "

Yan Mo Li looked at the eyes of the flowers on the stranger, almost angry, and his handsome face twisted, "what are you still doing in a daze? Don't take this demon girl down!"

However, his life was pinched in the hands of flowers on the street. People in black dare not move.

General Lin also immediately raised his hand, the surface is still calm, "don't start now."

"You don't have to worry about the king. You must kill the evil girl!" At the moment, Yan Moli's mentality has been completely distorted, even ignoring his own life and death, extremely crazy mouth.

Even general Lin was surprised by his words, "no, your highness, you must be calm and not impatient."

He Lin family also hopes to use Yan Mo Li to recover, he naturally won't let Yan Mo Li have an accident.

The flowers on the street raised their eyes toward general Lin and saw that although his face was the same gloomy, it was still a pair of endurable appearance, and his heart was slightly heavy.

This person is afraid to be more difficult to deal with than Yan Moli, who is almost crazy now. Her most important thing is to delay time.