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Song He has lived for more than 20 years and never thought that he would be held in another man's arms.

Or the most fashionable princess hug in town.

Shameful, but quite safe.

The moment he realized this, Song He's expression became extremely strange, and he wanted to break free.

But he found that his body still couldn't move.

Even his neck was so stiff that he could only look at Wang Jin.

After hesitating for a moment, Song He asked.

"You're not dead?"

"what?"

Wang Jin turned over to avoid the giant tail that was thrown over suddenly, and asked back.

"What makes you think I'm going to die? Wei Shanhe?"

"…Um."

Song He couldn't nod his head, he could only hum twice from his throat.

"I kicked his head off."

Wang Jin said casually, with a warm and gentle smile.

"?"

Song He stared.

"But he shouldn't be dead yet."

Wang Jin added another sentence.

"...??"

Song He was silent for a long time, and decided to shut up and watch the battle.

Wang Jin picked a relatively safe place and threw him on the ground.

Then he turned his head and looked towards the center of the hall.

Chang Tianliu's body is very familiar.

I've seen it in my dream, the dragon on the evil dragon's face is [-]% similar to her.

He is an old acquaintance.

But when he really stood in front of this thing, Wang Jin couldn't help admiring it.

It turns out that there are creatures that can possess both ferocious and beautiful characteristics at the same time.

The huge figure just matched the bronze hall, just like a train standing up.

Just a single claw was many times bigger than Wang Jin, and the water flowed up as his body writhed, making the whole hall tremble slightly.

The pool water was disturbed, almost forming a whirlpool.

Fortunately, Wang Jin is now a mermaid, so he can barely control his figure.

What makes this majestic creature so crazy is the blood-red steel bar on its body.

This thing is not even a toothpick to a dragon.

But this toothpick is stuck in its other intact eye at this moment, devouring the flesh and blood while continuing to drill in.

It hurts to look at.

Chang Tianliu was currently scratching his face frantically with his claws, trying to dig it out.

Unfortunately, apart from leaving wounds, it has no effect.

"what…"

Wang Jin grinned and smiled.

From the moment he handed over the Scarlet Armor to Song He, he had guessed this situation.

The scarlet armed appetite is expanding wildly.

Once Song He lets go, it will desperately rush to Chang Tianliu and start to feast on it.

Making a platoon leader drop a weapon... Obviously not a good thing.

This is a countermeasure specially designed by Wang Jin.

"It doesn't hurt to change back into a human form."

Wang Jin looked at Chang Tianliu with interest, and reminded him casually.

Maybe it was dizzy from the pain, but the other party didn't hesitate at all.

Her figure shrank rapidly, and she turned back into a naked woman.

Of course, this didn't make her pain attenuate.

The scarlet arm solidified into shape almost instantly, piercing through her lute bone.

For Liu Xian, this is quite an effective means of control.

almost simultaneously.

The scales on Song He's body faded away layer by layer, and finally disappeared.

After regaining his freedom, he ignored the wounds on his body.

He jumped up suddenly, and walked towards Chang Tianliu with a knife.

His veins were bulging, and his face was gloomy.

When he was rescued by Wang Jin, luck and joy temporarily diluted his anger.

But once he calmed down, the anger would come to his heart again.

Hate is such a thing.

"As soon as possible, we don't have much time."

Wang Jin did not stop, but watched all this quietly.

Song He nodded, and walked in front of Chang Tianliu.

The hand holding the knife was raised high, but it didn't come down for a long time.

His muscles trembled slowly, and his face turned pale.

The young man looked at Song He and sighed slowly.

A few hours ago, Wang Jin had asked Song He if he wanted to deal with all the fish.

He answered "no" and said the mermaids had "redone".

Wang Jin does not agree with this statement.

He only believed in blood debts.

Obviously, Song He didn't think so.

Of course, that doesn't mean he's wrong.

Able to implement the kindness in the heart into actions, even if misfortune happens to him.

It's also kind of powerful.

"Go ahead."

The woman squinted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

In the blood-red eyes, the figures of Song He and Song Paitou slowly overlapped.

But he still held his sharp knife high, motionless.

Like a statue.

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.

The choice fell to him instead.

It was the past who helped Song He make up his mind and vent his anger.

Or snatch the knife from the opponent's hand and end this meaningless standoff.

Normally, Wang Jin would not care about such things.

But time did not allow him to continue to stand by.

Ding--

The spiked sword flashed past, cutting off the woman's arm.

Blood gushed out and bloomed into a deep red in the water.

Wang Jin didn't continue to shoot, but turned to look at Song He.

"This is for myself, and I have suffered a lot along the way."

"As you can see."

"Revenge does not make a man violent, and forgiveness does not make a man weak."

"It's just an innocuous choice."

The young man shrugged.

"The only caveat is that I only cut my share."

"We cannot forgive others, nor can we avenge others."

"be oneself."

pat.

Wang Jin patted Song He's shoulder.

"You still have a long time to think about what to do, but not now."

"We have to leave quickly, this place is going to collapse."

"it is good."

Song He nodded slowly, very naturally.

It was as if the young man in front of him was his elder.Song He has lived for more than 20 years and never thought that he would be held in another man's arms.

Or the most fashionable princess hug in town.

Shameful, but quite safe.

The moment he realized this, Song He's expression became extremely strange, and he wanted to break free.

But he found that his body still couldn't move.

Even his neck was so stiff that he could only look at Wang Jin.

After hesitating for a moment, Song He asked.

"You're not dead?"

"what?"

Wang Jin turned over to avoid the giant tail that was thrown over suddenly, and asked back.

"What makes you think I'm going to die? Wei Shanhe?"

"…Um."

Song He couldn't nod his head, he could only hum twice from his throat.

"I kicked his head off."

Wang Jin said casually, with a warm and gentle smile.

"?"

Song He stared.

"But he shouldn't be dead yet."

Wang Jin added another sentence.

"...??"

Song He was silent for a long time, and decided to shut up and watch the battle.

Wang Jin picked a relatively safe place and threw him on the ground.

Then he turned his head and looked towards the center of the hall.

Chang Tianliu's body is very familiar.

I've seen it in my dream, the dragon on the evil dragon's face is [-]% similar to her.

He is an old acquaintance.

But when he really stood in front of this thing, Wang Jin couldn't help admiring it.

It turns out that there are creatures that can possess both ferocious and beautiful characteristics at the same time.

The huge figure just matched the bronze hall, just like a train standing up.

Just a single claw was many times bigger than Wang Jin, and the water flowed up as his body writhed, making the whole hall tremble slightly.

The pool water was disturbed, almost forming a whirlpool.

Fortunately, Wang Jin is now a mermaid, so he can barely control his figure.

What makes this majestic creature so crazy is the blood-red steel bar on its body.

This thing is not even a toothpick to a dragon.

But this toothpick is stuck in its other intact eye at this moment, devouring the flesh and blood while continuing to drill in.

It hurts to look at.

Chang Tianliu was currently scratching his face frantically with his claws, trying to dig it out.

Unfortunately, apart from leaving wounds, it has no effect.

"what…"

Wang Jin grinned and smiled.

From the moment he handed over the Scarlet Armor to Song He, he had guessed this situation.

The scarlet armed appetite is expanding wildly.

Once Song He lets go, it will desperately rush to Chang Tianliu and start to feast on it.

Making a platoon leader drop a weapon... Obviously not a good thing.

This is a countermeasure specially designed by Wang Jin.

"It doesn't hurt to change back into a human form."

Wang Jin looked at Chang Tianliu with interest, and reminded him casually.

Maybe it was dizzy from the pain, but the other party didn't hesitate at all.

Her figure shrank rapidly, and she turned back into a naked woman.

Of course, this didn't make her pain attenuate.

The scarlet arm solidified into shape almost instantly, piercing through her lute bone.

For Liu Xian, this is quite an effective means of control.

almost simultaneously.

The scales on Song He's body faded away layer by layer, and finally disappeared.

After regaining his freedom, he ignored the wounds on his body.

He jumped up suddenly, and walked towards Chang Tianliu with a knife.

His veins were bulging, and his face was gloomy.

When he was rescued by Wang Jin, luck and joy temporarily diluted his anger.

But once he calmed down, the anger would come to his heart again.

Hate is such a thing.

"As soon as possible, we don't have much time."

Wang Jin did not stop, but watched all this quietly.

Song He nodded, and walked in front of Chang Tianliu.

The hand holding the knife was raised high, but it didn't come down for a long time.

His muscles trembled slowly, and his face turned pale.

The young man looked at Song He and sighed slowly.

A few hours ago, Wang Jin had asked Song He if he wanted to deal with all the fish.

He answered "no" and said the mermaids had "redone".

Wang Jin does not agree with this statement.

He only believed in blood debts.

Obviously, Song He didn't think so.

Of course, that doesn't mean he's wrong.

Able to implement the kindness in the heart into actions, even if misfortune happens to him.

It's also kind of powerful.

"Go ahead."

The woman squinted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

In the blood-red eyes, the figures of Song He and Song Paitou slowly overlapped.

But he still held his sharp knife high, motionless.

Like a statue.

Wang Jin raised his eyebrows.

The choice fell to him instead.

It was the past who helped Song He make up his mind and vent his anger.

Or snatch the knife from the opponent's hand and end this meaningless standoff.

Normally, Wang Jin would not care about such things.

But time did not allow him to continue to stand by.

Ding--

The spiked sword flashed past, cutting off the woman's arm.

Blood gushed out and bloomed into a deep red in the water.

Wang Jin didn't continue to shoot, but turned to look at Song He.

"This is for myself, and I have suffered a lot along the way."

"

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