escape love sign

Chapter 25
The girl was leaning against the iron railing, covering the wound with her hands, and blood gushed out from between her fingers.She lowered her head, and the messy hair on her forehead covered her eyes and her expression.The silver-gray mist wrapped around her continuously, and the demonic aura became stronger and stronger, forcing everyone in the prison to feel a terrified sense of suffocation.

Wen Tang fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in horror.

What just happened?
Before she could see Hua Ya's movements clearly, she was ejected, and the back of her head hit the raised cobblestone, causing her to grin her teeth in pain.

Could it be that Hua Ya is a hidden master at all?Could it be that she is about to fall into the hands of such an outsider?

Wen Tang was very scared, she hadn't confessed to Feng Po, she hadn't shown her diary to Li Dachong and the others who were like her, she hadn't married yet, and she hadn't experienced the passion of a bridal chamber!
Hua Ya raised her eyes slightly, the bottom of her eyes seemed to be a black and boundless sky, without hatred, without pain, it could even be said to be empty and emotionless, only the faint fascination and charm.

That's right!That is very, very powerful, no less than his flirtatious charm.

The beautiful man's eyes lit up with a star.

She is not the messy and ordinary dirty girl just now, her eyes have changed, and her aura has become more powerful.

Hua Ya's pale fingers gently covered the hilt of the sword, and with great force, she pulled the long sword out of her belly, blood splashed everywhere, drawing a bloody totem on her face.

Although the broken sword is considered sharp, the blade has been worn out with large and small gaps due to several battles. It stands to reason that a weak girl must bear a huge burden to pull out a whole submerged long sword from the wound. The pain, but Huaya didn't seem to feel the pain, she didn't even frown.She took the sword back into her hand, and the blood flowed down the blade and dripped on the back of her hand, like plum blossoms suddenly blooming.

The gray-clothed men around were stunned by the momentum for a moment, then remembered their mission again, and pointed their swords at Hua Ya one after another, as if they would not stop until they killed her.

Hua Ya raised the sword, as if there was a bright streamer dancing on the sword, adding a bit of dazzling brilliance to her face.

(End of this chapter)