The young lady reborn at the end of the world is frivolous

Chapter 220
He felt that he had never seen this girl before, why was she full of killing intent towards him.

Although he did a lot of sins in his daily life, no matter how he thought about it, he still had no impression of her in his mind.

Such a beautiful girl, if you see her, you will definitely be impressed.

Now the answer is certain, I don't know her.

There was a flash of inspiration in his mind. Just now, his mental power seemed to be suppressed?

Then the other party also has dual abilities?Plant-type abilities and spiritual-type abilities.

Moreover, this girl's spiritual power is even more advanced!
An Zixuan's eyes suddenly widened, filled with disbelief, how is this possible?

He felt that his talent was not bad, and he was blessed by God.

As soon as he awakens his powers, he has double powers, and he will be even higher from the starting line.

But I didn't expect that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

There is actually someone more talented than himself.

An Zixuan's expression was as if struck by lightning, his eyes were chapped and bloodshot.

Just as I was thinking about it, my brain suddenly felt a pain.

Tens of thousands of needle-like pains came in an instant, An Zixuan's face was instantly livid, and his beautiful eyebrows twisted into the word Chuan.

Waves of severe pain swept over his nerves.

Again and again, after wave after wave.

With bruised veins in his hands, he bit his lower lip tightly and endured it desperately. Beads of sweat emerged from his forehead, and his face was even more bloodless.

This shows how hard he endured.

This is a mental power attack, complete crushing.

Even he himself is about to touch the threshold.

An Zixuan gritted his gums and fixed his eyes on Zhang Xian.

Those peach blossom eyes are filled with a light golden color, which is faintly visible.

The icy skin was clear, and there was no wave on his face as elegant as a fairy, and even the question he just asked didn't exist at all.

Nothing in the world can enter into her pair of flawless eyes like crescent moon.

As Zhang Xian continued to exert pressure, An Zixuan suffered more pain and his body became weaker.

Mu Yu folded his arms around his chest and leaned against the wall, his whole body immersed in the darkness, only a corner of the moonlight pouring down faintly.

The perfect jaw line is sharp and angular, and it is extremely handsome.

Those star-studded phoenix eyes looked at the scene in front of them, cold and indifferent, without a trace of wind and rain, only when they touched that clean and beautiful figure, they felt soft.

"Mu Yu, don't you care?"

An Zixuan's face was pained, and he tried to squeeze out a few words between his lips and teeth.

What he wanted to express was, do you really want her to torture me all the time, even kill me?

His eyes were full of hope, looking at the motionless figure leaning against the wall.

Hearing this, Zhang Xian moved her neck and glanced at the person under her feet.

He tilted his head and looked at Mu Yu, his gaze was like a mirror.

Mu Yu curled his lips towards her, and lightly raised his hand, a cloud of blue-purple lightning instantly condensed in the palm of his hand.

Stinging, stabbing, lightning flashing.

It's not a bluff.

In the darkness, An Zixuan didn't see his face clearly, but the supernatural power condensed in his hands was very powerful, which already showed his attitude.

Zhang Xian's vermilion lips curled into a smile, her slender and slender jade fingers moved slightly, and a mass of silver-white light suddenly appeared.

The silver-white light lingered around her slender fingers, lingering and lingering.

With the movement of her hand, the ray of light split into dozens of light filaments in an instant.

Picking up with ten fingers, dozens of light filaments are halved again and divided into extremely thin silver-white light filaments.

Instantly lit up a space, with Zhang Xian as the center, surrounded her body, lingering and lingering.

Zhang Xian's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light suddenly appeared, and with a finger of her right hand, those light threads flew towards An Zixuan who was lying on the ground dripping with blood.

(End of this chapter)