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Chapter 385Chapter 85 Damn, I'm actually the author who committed suicide!
Seeing the moment when the Taomu sword crossed the fire circle, Nan Jia asked a fatal question: "Is the Taomu sword made of wood? Isn't he afraid that his sword will be set on fire?"

Qiushengsheng was very helpless by Nanjia's brain hole: "Brother, what time is it? Why are you still concerned about some things?"

Nan Jia ignored the words of seeking survival, her eyes were fixed on Wang Dahu's sword.

Sure enough, when he cut through the fire circle, his blade flashed a spark.

Nan Jia shouted happily: "Wu Sheng Sheng, just look at me and say it. He is pretending to be an idiot, and he will really catch fire!"

She almost clapped her hands and applauded!

Qiushengsheng was left speechless by Nanjia's attitude: "Nanjiajia, what time is it, why are you still thinking about what you have and what you have, you are almost wattless."

Nanjia was not in a hurry at all.

Wang Dahu raised his sword and pointed at Nanjia: "Monster, die."

Seeing the burnt black charcoal traces on his wooden sword, Nanjia moved back, and she pointed at his face and shouted at him: "Wait a minute, don't stab me with your blackened sword Are you talking about hygiene? There is a risk of infection."

Survivor covered his face: ... What did I bring?
Wang Dahu was stunned for a moment, he reacted to what Nan Jia said, and then pointed at Nan Jia angrily: "There are so many things to say when you die!"

Nanjia took out a disinfectant wet tissue from his pocket and handed it to Wang Dahu, looking at Wang Dahu with sparkling eyes, "Why don't you wipe it first?"

Wang Dahu became angry from embarrassment, he felt that Nanjia's words were deliberately insulting him.

Wang Dahu's eyes were slightly bared, and he said angrily: "Today you will die!"

Seeing Wang Dahu's posture, Nanjia got up, and she ran to Wang Dahu with a wet tissue, and then wrapped the wet tissue on the mahogany sword and wiped it.

Looking at the layer of black on the wet tissue, Nan Jia was very thankful that she just wiped it off.

She knew it must be dirty!
Wu Yiyi urged from the side: "Master Wang, stop talking nonsense with her, she is delaying time, kill her quickly."

It can't be delayed, and it is easy to change after a long time.

Wang Dahu charged towards Nanjia with his sword.

Nan Jia quickly shouted: "Survival, shield me from pain."

When Wang Dahu's wooden sword approached Nanjia's heart, he felt a thin layer of resistance, but it was still easy to penetrate.

Wang Dahu cut Nanjia's chest open, and blood seeped into Nanjia's white clothes.

It went so smoothly, Nanjia was stunned for a moment: "For survival, why did Wang Dahu go so smoothly?"

Mo Yan cast a curse on himself, it stands to reason that it couldn't be broken so easily.

Could it be... that the heavens of this world are playing tricks?

The way of heaven wants to put Mo to death.

Nanjia was inexplicably flustered, Tiandao wouldn't take this opportunity to kill Mo Yan, would he?
Before Qiu Shengsheng had time to answer Nan Jia's last question, he heard Nan Jia say: "Prepare the magic weapon to resist the way of heaven."

"Yes"

Mo Yan in Province F suddenly felt a twitch in his heart, and his pupils instantly stood erect.

Nanjia is in danger!

Mo Yan teleported to Nan Jia's side, looking at Nan Jia whose heart was full of blood, his golden eyes became bright red and bloodthirsty.

Both Wu Yiyi and Wang Dahu were startled by the sudden appearance of Mo Yan exuding a gloomy aura: "Mo Mo... Yan, aren't you..."

Mo Yan was like a soulless ghost, he turned to Wu Yiyi and waved his hand, hitting Wu Yiyi with a tyrannical force, turning her into a bloody person instantly.

(End of this chapter)