The Word of Doomsday Rebirth

Chapter 289 "Why don't I know I have something in my head?"

Nangong Sixiao's ice blade suddenly exploded into fine shards of ice by her side, heading towards Wu Zhi densely, while secretly manipulating the control ability, ready to invade Wu Zhi's nerves at any time.

[Nangong Sixiao!Don't you want to die!I let you escape!Did you hear that?escape!escape! ]
771 is in a hurry, there will never be a second chance like this tonight!

If Nangong Sixiao doesn't leave now, then... then she will have to waste her second life to save her!

damn it!
It should have thought of it long ago!

Wu Zhi waved her hand, and all the ice shards bounced back to Nangong Sixiao in an instant. Nangong Sixiao's control ability barely blocked her, but she was also forced to hit the wall, making a muffled sound.

Nangong Sixiao was slightly taken aback, then her face twisted.

"You are eighth grade!"

Wu Zhi blinked, "You still don't know? I thought you already told you what's in your mind."

Nangong Sixiao looked at her fiercely, and with a flash of white light in her hand, the scars on her body healed, "Why didn't I know there was something in my mind?"

Wu Zhi lowered her head and flicked the fine icicles on her sleeves, her tone was casual, "Hey, don't you know? There seems to be a guy named 771 in your mind, quite cute."

Nangong Sixiao's heart was shocked, and she subconsciously wanted to communicate with 771 in her mind.

771's urgent electric sound became noisy.

[She's sowing discord!She is sowing discord!Don't trust her! ]
Nangong Sixiao is very suspicious of this answer, but she must control her emotions now!
"What nonsense are you talking about? What? There's no mess in my head!"

Wu Zhi's eyes moved slightly, as if she was a little confused, "Really? Then who was the one who was punished on your behalf last time? She told me a lot about you, do you want to listen?"

Nangong Sixiao erupted completely, and the burst ice slag spread all over the room like fluorescent powder.

"Go away! You despicable and shameless trash! I will drag you today even if I die."

Wu Zhi smiled, "Unfortunately, even if you are smashed to pieces, you are destined not to touch me."

"Zheng!"

A certain nerve in Nangong Sixiao's brain seemed to have turned into a string, and someone plucked it. The unspeakable pain caused Nangong Sixiao to lose her ability to think.

Done!Done!
771 wished to turn into a physical body to replace Nangong Sixiao, but it couldn't, he could only call Nangong Sixiao over and over again, and then made an exception to relieve her mental pain.

It is simply that Nangong Sixiao was always rational when fighting Wu Zhi, and when she realized that her spirit was slightly relaxed, she immediately resisted.

But those outside the arena could only see Nangong Sixiao suddenly fell to the ground in pain, and then kept rolling with her head in her arms, with a hideous face.

Ji Ji was a little shocked, "Is this the power of the eighth level? I didn't even see my sister make a move, so I moved my finger, and the person fell down?"

Xu Huai also stared blankly, "Where are we still needed, Wu Zhi can catch people by herself."

Su Yihan frowned and looked at Nangong Sixiao who suddenly relaxed, and said in a deep voice, "It's not that simple, there seems to be something else on her body that is helping her."

Ji Ji was taken aback, "Something?"

Wu Zhi walked towards Nangong Sixiao step by step, the vines in her hands stretched loosely, entangled Nangong Sixiao's hands and feet, and hung them up to form a large character.

Nangong Sixiao was still struggling with the mental power in her mind, and she had no energy to pay attention to other things. Suddenly, the mental power in her mind was withdrawn, and she did not dare to let go of her tense spirit. She suddenly noticed that she was at this moment The formation of the body suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable like eating shit.

"Nangong Wuzhi!!"

"Why do you treat me like this! Don't forget, I'm still your sister now!"

In Wu Zhi's white hand, there is a barbed vine, as thick as a wicker, and it hurts the most when it hits a person.

"Nangong, let me come."

Wu Zhi paused with her raised hand, her curled eyelashes trembled, seeing Nangong Sixiao's expression of relief, she couldn't help laughing, she looked back, with a gentle smile, "Come here."

Su Yihan shook me with the palm of his hand, and regained his clarity from the moment of absence. , he still had a gentle smile on his face, and walked out.

Cheng Ci squinted his eyes, and poked the transparent barrier in front of him with his fingertips, only half of his fingers sank slightly and couldn't move forward.

He withdrew his hand expressionlessly and hung it by his side.

He hated the feeling.

Wu Zhiruo looked back with a feeling, only seeing his drooping head and Jiang Yunqi's complicated gaze.

Ji Ji shouted from behind, "Come on, sister! Come on, sister! Hit her! Hit her!"

The corners of Chu Xian's eyes slightly twitched, and Sisi's natural ambiguity floated out of the corners of his eyes, "Hey, your sister is so cruel, huh?"

Ji Ji glanced at her in disgust, then patted his chest with a little pride, "You haven't seen this before, when we first met my sister, she was very cruel!"

Chu Xian became interested, "How cruel is it?"

Ji Ji, "My sister's adoptive parents beat my sister so badly that she almost died, and then my sister let the vines suck their blood dry. Do you mean cruel or not?"

Chu Xian was taken aback, and Xu Huai and Zhang Yuantang beside him were also taken aback.

Chu Xian silently touched the goosebumps on his arm, and sighed, "When I saw Wu Zhi before, I just thought she was a child who was spoiled by Master Ci, and I guess his ability is not too big or small. Who knows, the most powerful person here is It's still sister Wu Zhi."

Ji Ji glared at him, and wanted to say something, but was held back by Duan Rufeng, so his attention suddenly returned to Wu Zhi.

Su Yihan had already walked up to Wu Zhi, and then picked up a vine, before Qinghe put away the barbs on that vine, causing his hand to be riddled with holes in an instant.

The prototype Qinghe consciously made a mistake, the little vine trembled, rubbed Su Yihan flatteringly, and then sucked up all the blood.

Su Yihan looked at Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi tilted her head, "Come on."

Nangong Sixiao has relaxed slightly since Su Yihan was born.

It's not that she is self-righteous, it's that she misjudged Su Yihan's heartlessness.

In her previous life, Su Yihan was the kind of person who would rather cut off her own flesh and feed it to her than let her starve.

This generation of Su Yihan was reborn again, she subconsciously thought that Su Yihan would take pity on her, and she made the noise this time because she couldn't bear her misery.

This thought was until the vine of Su Yihan fell down, hooked her flesh and blood, and splashed on the ground.

Nangong Sixiao let out a scream, the word "bruised and bruised" was not fake, she clearly felt the pain, it was hot.

She was stunned for a moment, and the eyes she looked at Su Yihan were full of disbelief.

Before she could react, the second whip followed.

This time it was hit on the leg, and the flesh and blood splashed onto Wu Zhi's trousers not far away.

Wu Zhi glanced down, then raised her head to meet Su Yihan's gaze.

Su Yihan bent over apologetically, "It's really my fault for letting these dirty things touch you."

Wu Zhi looked at him without speaking, and slowly shifted her gaze to Nangong Sixiao's surprised and shocked eyes.

After a short period of silence, she smiled slightly, "It's okay, my sister's flesh and blood can leave marks on my body, I believe my sister is also very happy in my heart, right sister?"

The whip swung up and down again.

(End of this chapter)