He fell to the ground hard and turned into a rolling gourd.

"Impossible! This...How is this possible? You are just a woman..."

Yuan Bamou, who was lying on the ground, spewing out a few mouthfuls of blood, which was unbelievable.

A cross-cut knife mark appeared on his chest.

If he hadn't been wearing protective armor, this knife would have cut him into several pieces on the spot.

Even so, the protective armor made of special metal has been broken into several pieces, the sternum and ribs have been cut off, and the chest cavity has collapsed.

"Huh! Huh!"

At this moment, Yuan Bamou's breathing sound was like someone was pulling a bellows.

Saori walked towards Yuan Bamou in a cat step, and walked gracefully. Her sexy figure swayed and shook, as if it was not affected by the heavy shoulder injury at all.

"Yuan Bamou, I just said that you are seeking death when you fight with me!"

Standing in front of Yuan Bamou who was lying down, Saori looked down at him from a high voice, his voice as nice as a proud lark.

"Ahem..."

Yuan Bamou coughed up blood and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It seems that our shamanism is really going to be destroyed in the hands of your shrine! Forget it, forgot... Even Master Master was killed by you, what else can I say... It's just me... it's ridiculous, it's so pitiful!"

"Damn Hijima Shrine!"

He began to laugh loudly, blood overflowing from his mouth, his face becoming more pale, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Saori shook her head, without a trace of pity in her eyes: "Actually, I am not a member of Hijima Shrine, but their enemy."

"What? You lied to me!"

Yuan Bamou was surprised at first, but then didn't believe it.

"Are you doing now, can I need to lie to you?"

Saori sneered.

"Are you a Presbyterian?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I will give you another last chance to let go of your spiritual will, let me control your mind, and spare you even if you die."

"It's better to live than to die, right?"

Saori, who showed a charming smile, was like a little fox with endless charm.

"Ahem...If you are really not from the shrine, why did you kill the cross? Can you tell me who you are? Let me convince you!"

Yuan Bamou stared at Saori with anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Saori pondered for two seconds before answering faintly: "I was indeed a disciple of Taro Ryui before, but I surrendered to Qin Yu, the owner of Longxing Villa."

"Longxing Villa? Wasn't the owner of the manor Long Jueyun in the past? Then you are really not from the shrine. Cough cough... Cough cough cough!"

Yuan Bamou began to cough up blood, and a strong desire to survive appeared in his eyes.

No one is not afraid of death, and he finally became a master of ninjutsu, and he didn't want to die in such a frustration.

"Let me control your mind and save your life. You don't want to bring all your learning in your life to the soil, right?"

At this moment, Saori's voice, smile, and gestures were all cooperating with the hypnosis of Yuan Bamou, just waiting for the moment when his mind was relaxed.

A struggling gaze appeared in Yuan Bamou's eyes, and he was in a very conflicted and melancholy mood now.

Seeing this, Saori waved his hand and a sharp blade mounted on Yuan Bamou's neck.

The fear of death instantly enveloped Yuan Bamou's whole body, and the desire for survival in his eyes became stronger.

"I, I'm willing to surrender!"

Finally, Yuan Bamou compromised for life.
Chapter completed!