The two were scattered by the bloody corpses, but when they saw Shui Yanluo holding Mo Hua hostage, they were worried about Mo Hua's safety, so they rushed over as hard as they could.

Shui Yanluo was not angry but smiled, "Okay, okay, the two young children will come to seek death themselves."

His eyes wandered over Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian, especially when he glanced at Hua Qianqian a few more times, his eyes became redder and redder.

"I will definitely enjoy such high-quality goods and let you taste the taste that is worse than death."

Hua Qianqian's face turned pale and she felt timid. But she looked at the ink painting trapped by the spirit-binding lock again, gritted her teeth and said firmly:

"It's you that damn it!"

Ouyang Feng's eyes darkened, he drew his sword directly and charged towards Shui Yanluo.

Hua Qianqian continued to use the spiritual needle.

Shui Yanluo sneered, threw the ink painting aside, took out the water torture whip, stirred up his spiritual power, and started fighting with Ouyang Feng.

This time, he will never let these two people go!

As for Ouyang Feng, Hua Qianqian, and Shui Yanluo, it was also extremely difficult for them to fight.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Shui Yanluo found an opportunity, and blood shadows appeared in his eyes. He wanted to take advantage of this flaw to control Hua Qianqian and the others to determine the outcome.

But before he could use his pupil technique, someone shouted in his ear:

"Water Yama."

This voice was clear and sweet, but also very cold, as if it was the real King of Hell calling his name.

Shui Yanluo turned around subconsciously, and then saw a pair of golden eyes.
Chapter completed!