The Transmigrated Canon Fodder Overthrows the Male Protagonist (427-560) (MTL)

520. Ex-husband, you dropped your manuscript (94)

"Why? Why?!" Fang Xun looked at Zhou Min, who was able to stabilize his figure after a few tumbling hours in the rain, "You, want to kill me!"

Zhou Min squeezed the silver needle and stood up, but his legs were still trembling faintly because of various factors, watching Fang Xun who was angry not far away in the thunderstorm.

"There is no reason." Zhou Min said coldly, standing guard three feet away, seemingly calm but exhausted, racing against time and constantly seizing the time to adjust his breath.

"Am I not good enough for you? I love you so much! I have loved you for so long, yet you repay me so? Cross the river and break the bridge?! Ha ha, who is it?! Your heart, who is it! Fu Kai or Wen Haoyuan! "Fang Xun was in the pouring rain, his expression changed from a grinning smirk to the roar behind him going crazy!"

Zhou Min watched Fang Xun, who was obviously mad and mad, didn't take a step back, and was silent, watching silently.

When Fang Xun looked at Zhou Min, whose hair was continuously washed away by the rain not far in front of him, strands of hair stuck to both sides of his pale and delicate cheeks, he was heartbroken and angry, jealous and crazy.

"Fang Xun, I can't control your thoughts on me, but I know very clearly that I will not fall in love with your thoughts. Moreover, your love threatens my life and future. You can't stop being crazy about me. , In order to protect myself, I can only kill you!" Zhou Min calmly faintly said, and in the dark night with thunder and lightning, there was an inexplicable hint of gloom.

When Zhou Min said this sentence again, he was very clear in his heart that the truthfulness of this sentence, after all, whether it was for the task or the mind of the client in the previous life, for this man, the client or Zhou Min would not talk to him. There are no results.

"Hehe..." Fang Xun suddenly sneered disapprovingly, watching Zhou Min's gaze be paranoid and mad, "I can't get it, then, no one wants to get you!"

When the voice fell, Fang Xun suddenly made a move, attacking Zhou Min ruthlessly.

Zhou Min was always on guard against him. Seeing him shot, his movements were as fast as lightning, but Zhou Min, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately mobilized his body's aura. Glowing cold light, piercing through the rain and mist, with the killing intent of Lei Tingjun sandwiched between Fang Xun's eyes dilated, his pupils tightened, and the attacking action paused, and suddenly he dodged the silver needle halfway.

Seeing that a single blow could not be achieved, Zhou Min squeezed his hand and turned his body shape. The coat and hair cut a light circle in the rain and fog. Around the hem of the clothes and hair, raindrops scattered like crystals.

The rain-stained hair hit the face because of a spin. It hurts slightly, and the eyes are also blurred for a moment, but around Zhou Min, the strands of strands that are invigorated without being visible to mortals are moving out. The Silver Needle suddenly turned again in the rain and mist, approaching Fang Xun.

The aura manipulated the number and the silver needle, like a goddess scattered flowers, attacking Fang Xun's life gate together from different directions. She wanted to kill with a single blow, but she didn't expect that Zhou Min was shaken by a sudden thunder, and the silver needle again missed her head, and coupled with the lack of aura in her body, she was unable to control so much. Silver Needle carried out its third attack.

And Fang Xun evaded Zhou Min's silver needle in embarrassment, and when he rolled on the mud, he was already muddy and it was an unprecedented humiliation.

A single blow is not heavy, Zhou Min knows very well that a love for the fight will only let him fall into Fang Xun's hands. After all, Fang Xun's skill cannot be small!

No longer in nostalgia, Zhou Min took advantage of Fang Xuncan's time to dodge the silver needle, and when he hadn't recovered yet, he flipped over and made the last magic decision in his hand. While retracting all the silver needles with aura, he quickly got into the bushes aside. Among the clumps, the speed and the quick response made Fang Xun, who reluctantly avoided Zhou Min's blow and rolled to the side of the mountain road, could only watch Zhou Min disappear into the bushes.

Zhou Min didn't dare to stop, even if her body was about to split her, she could only grit her teeth and endure to continue, rushing wildly in the mountains!

Until the physical strength was exhausted, until the eyes were blurred, until the footsteps were as heavy as a kilogram, and when it was difficult to step, Zhou Min stepped on a steep slope and fell down because of exhaustion of aura.

As the world turned around, Zhou Min only felt pain, and her whole body was unstoppable pain. The bursts of pain made her breathing unsustainable. As her clothes rolled all the way, she was torn by sharp stones and branches, blood was constantly flowing out, and she was washed by rain. net.

Until Zhou Min's body rolled under the slope, covered by layers of branches and shrubs.

The rain kept falling. The night covered everything. The rain washed away the traces. Among the layers of branches and shrubs, Zhou Min looked pale, covered in scars, and his clothes were shaved and fell to the side. As her breathing became weaker and weaker, layers of weak spiritual energy emanating from her body gradually enveloped her.

Han Ya'er watched Zhou Min leave the direction for a long time, her heart getting tired and desolate. The tiredness and pain that she had never felt made her think of death, but she was tortured by the inhumaneness of these men but it became clear that she could not die.

A wave of people left, and another wave of people came up. She didn't know how many disgusting sticks had been stuffed into the small cunts and her mouth, her hands, and the back acupuncture. She just looked at the men constantly around her, suddenly dumb. And dead still.

Just when she thought that she would die in such a situation in the end, she suddenly saw a black spot in front of the camp, a man! As she got closer and closer, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had seen hope, a weird smile was pulled up at the corner of her mouth, and she watched the men around her suddenly laughed, silently and grimly.

The stranger behind him approached, and even though he had no reason, he could still sense the danger. A big man who was constantly approaching them suddenly turned around and rushed towards them. With anxious color and desire.

Before the big man had time to react, an iron fist hit his nose violently, and the fragile bridge of the nose was broken!

The pain made the big man awake, but he hadn't noticed what was going on, because his face was covered with blood and the bloodthirsty eyes of the person in front of him staggered for a few steps, and he sat down paralyzed on the ground!

Yan Shaokai is like a demon stepping onto the world from hell, carrying red lotus flames, wearing night wings, flying bloodthirsty waves, burning all his indifference, and walking into this purgatory.

After being punched by Yan Shaokai, the man with a slight sense of clarity due to severe pain stared blankly at the horrible Fu Kai in front of him, like seeing a bloodthirsty devil, fear breeds from the bottom of his heart. , Spread to every inch of skin, every cell, shivering like a yellow leaf in the autumn wind.