Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 195 Humble as an ant, something beyond self-control

"Yu, don't do stupid things..."

It was too late, Chen Ziyu had a whip in his hand at some point.

At the same time as the whip was thrown out, Chen Ziyu pushed away the grass beside him: "Let's go!"

The whip was swung in the direction of Wuyao's face, as long as he didn't dodge in time, the whip would fall down.

That pretty face, so coquettish and charming, pure and sexy, must be disfigured, the flesh is deep enough to show the bones.

Chen Ziyu used all his spiritual energy to hold Wuyao back, and buy Cao Cao time to escape.

Regrettably, the whip did not fall on Wu Wuyao's beautiful and angry face as expected.

A slender white hand caught the falling whip, and the whip that condensed all of Chen Ziyu's strength was just as easy as flinging ashes to Wuyao.

Catching the whip, Fifth Yao raised a bloodthirsty arc at the corner of his mouth, and said in an obedient voice, "You're courting death."

Gently pulling the hand holding the whip, Chen Ziyu stepped forward uncontrollably.

He looked back at the grass, his eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were full of determination and reluctance: "Master, I can only accompany you here, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and struggled hard, and he pulled back the whip that had been caught.

Without any hesitation or hesitation, he waved the whip in his hand again to aim at the fifth life gate.

Cao Cao looked at Chen Ziyu, who was willing to fight Wuyao for her, without caring about his bloody hands, she got up and frantically fled from Wen's Garden.

If at the beginning, Fifth Yao just wanted to play with Cao Chen Ziyu's master and servant, then now, she is really angry.

Once again catching the whip that was swung down with his hand, Fifth Yao's voice was as cold as frost: "Damn it."

With a voice as cold as ice, she grabbed the whip in Chen Ziyu's hand.

With a 'snap', the whip directly hit Chen Ziyu's face, his glasses split in half instantly, and the flesh and bones on his face were visible.

Immediately afterwards, the next whip fell again, hitting Chen Ziyu's life gate impartially.

With a sound of 'dong', Chen Ziyu received two whips, which were fatal. His body flickered, his knees bent, and he knelt down heavily.

He was like a doll about to fall apart, as if it would fall apart with the slightest touch.

Cao Cao, who was running away, looked back at this scene, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she couldn't do anything, she could only run away desperately.

'Poof', the long knife pierced Chen Ziyu's left shoulder, causing his facial features to twist in pain.

Holding the long knife in his hand, Chen Ziyu endured the pain and looked at Fifth Yao: "I give you my life, let my master go, please, old ancestor..."

Pull out the long knife, the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out, the sharp blade is covered with blood.

Fifth Yao's eyes are calm and unflappable, but the aura around him is like hell Shura, bloodthirsty and fierce.

The long knife in his hand turned into a black umbrella, and the tip of the umbrella poked Chen Ziyu's shoulder, and he fell straight backward.

With a 'boom' sound, he landed on his back and hit the cold concrete floor hard on the back of his head.

The black umbrella instantly turned into a long knife again, with a long knife in one hand and a whip in the other, Wu Wuyao looked back to see the fleeing grass.

Wielding the whip, the whip in his hand seemed to have grown legs and became infinitely longer, and finally wrapped around the grass directly.

The grass that escaped was caught back without any suspense by the whip in Fifth Yao's hand.

The whip trapped the grass firmly, the more she struggled, the tighter the whip tightened, piercing her bones deeply.

Jiancao was caught and brought back, Chen Ziyu wanted to resist, but before he could react, the long knife in Wuyao's hand was already aimed straight at his body.

The long knife pierced through his body directly, piercing through the concrete floor below him, and firmly imprisoned him and the concrete floor.

After dealing with the two masters and servants, Fifth Young died covering his face with a fan, squatting down in a graceful and coquettish manner.

"Your master has to bow down when he sees me, so what are you?"

"Humble as an ant, something beyond its control..."

(End of this chapter)