Although Ling Xiaozi's voice was guilty and sad, the wooden thorn in his hand was not hesitant at all, and directly stabbed Yan Wu's neck.

He needed Yan Wu's heart, so the heart could not be pierced, it could only pierce her neck.

He probably felt that Yan Wu, who could already move, would avoid it.

But Yan Wu did not hide.

Not only did she not hide, she also rushed towards her, and the wooden thorn in her hand pierced Ling Xiaozi's heart.

This is to exchange her life for Ling Xiaozi's life, and the two of them die together.

Ling Xiaozi cherished his life, otherwise he would not have done such a thing.

If he stabbed Yan Wu, he would have died. His pupils shrank and he subconsciously flashed to one side.

The wooden thorn in his hand turned the direction and thorned Yan Wu's shoulder.

The wooden thorn in Yanwu's hand stabbed Ling Xiaozi's abdomen.

Ling Xiaozi covered his abdomen with one hand and groaned in pain with his hump while his other hand quickly pulled out the wooden thorn that had just stabbed Jin Yanwu's shoulder.

Yan Wu also used the wooden thorn to poke into his abdomen and grabbed the wooden thorn to make himself stand up.

There were many wooden thorns on her legs. Some were pulled out of her body when she stood up, and some were raised with her body when she stood up.

So even though she was standing, there were a lot of wooden thorns on her body, and blood flowed out of the holes that the wooden thorns drew.

Her pale lips were not bloody at all, and they were dry and cracked, but there was no excess blood that could flow out.

She tilted her head and grinned at Ling Xiaozi.

Is there any blood in her mouth that she spits out, which makes her mouth open, her red teeth and red tongue, extremely bloody.

This way, paired with her beautiful but pale and bloodless face, the more terrifying it is.

Even Ling Xiaozi was so scared that he took a step back.

The wooden thorn that subconsciously covered his abdomen retreated back.

It hurt so much that he didn't dare to pull out the wooden thorn directly to avoid bleeding too much, so he could only throw away Yan Wu, who was holding the other side of the wooden thorn.

After Yan Wu stood up, he did not hold the wooden thorn on Ling Xiaozi's abdomen hard to avoid being thrown away.

After all, her strength is really not as strong as Ling Xiaozi now.

She let go of the wooden thorn, and Ling Xiaozi took the opportunity to take a few steps back. Yan Wu took this opportunity to grab another wooden thorn and slowly walked towards Ling Xiaozi.

She was dressed in red and was about to turn into black and purple clothes.

The blood on his body was still flowing out.

Every step is like stepping on your own blood, leaving blood footprints on the ground.

Her facial features are so beautiful. Even at this time, because of their pale and bloodlessness, it makes people feel pity, and they want to embrace her body in their arms and comfort her.

And her blood-colored red dress made her pale and paper-like facial features look weird and scorching.

Ling Xiaozi tightly squeezed a wooden thorn he picked up again.

He looked at Yan Wu who was slowly approaching, and for some reason, his hands were trembling.

There was fear, shame, and regret in his eyes.

He murmured, "You said you wanted to marry me and you wanted to fertilize eggs with me, but you never told me that you were like this."

Speaking of this, he suddenly burst into laughter.

While laughing, he said self-deprecatingly: "You didn't treat me as your real object at all, and you didn't take me to heart, otherwise you wouldn't have told me."
Chapter completed!