Chapter 1269: Don't Blame Me for Doing It to You
"Get out of the way, Evelace. If you do this again, don't blame me for doing it to you! ”
"If you have the ability, kill me, anyway, the old woman is also the age to enter the coffin. Outside the infirmary was the man's companion. His companion's cultivation is very high, not much worse than Evereya! ”
"It seems that you really want to find death, dead old woman!"
The merman doctor clenched the silver hilt of his sword with both hands, aimed it at Evelace, who was pushing him, and stabbed it hard.
Seeing that the silver blade was only half an inch away from the top of Evelace's head, a lightning whip flashed with lightning volleyed into the air, wrapping around the merman doctor's arm, tightly restraining his body, and not allowing the murder weapon in his hand to advance any further.
"You want to cut off my leg?"
Mo Yan sat up, looked at the merman clan doctor coldly, pinched his hands and used the martial art of the restraint of light to restrain the opponent's actions.
"Childe, you're finally awake!"
The old woman was overjoyed, and no longer cared about the merman clan doctor, but rushed to the bedside, grabbed Mo Yan's arm excitedly, and muttered, "Great, great." ”
Mo Yan was a little confused, staring at the old woman's face, "Who are you?" ”
He doesn't seem to know such a No. 1 person.
"It's normal that you don't know me, and I don't know who you are, only that you are the one who was almost mutilated by them."
The old woman sighed heavily, and said with a sad face, "Before Evereya has returned, girl, you should flee quickly!" ”
"Evelaya? What Evereya? ”
Mo Yan was full of questions.
He remembered that before he fell unconscious, it was Momo who helped him into a place called Zhuyu Medical Hall.
How did he wake up, his injuries did not recover, and there was an extra knife wound on his leg.
Mo Yan is not clear about anything else at the moment, the only thing that is clear is that he almost had his legs cut off, and the old woman in front of him is not the mastermind, she can even be regarded as a kind person.
"Oh? Want to escape? It's a shame you won't have that chance. ”
A woman's voice, full of evil spirits, came from the door of the secret room.
Immediately after, a silver-haired woman, sitting in a wheelchair, appeared in Mo Yan's sight.
The woman is very beautiful and gorgeous, but her sea-blue pupils are full of creepy evil spirits.
As for her lower limbs, it is even more shocking and terrifying fishtail.
"Sharks?"
Mo Yan's eyes moved, "I didn't expect that in this imperial capital of Middle-earth, there is still a mysterious race like the Shark Race. ”
He remembered that when he listened to the water ripples of the elf race and talked with the vampire clan before, he mentioned that their ancient race was not only two races, but also one race, called the merman race.
Now it seems that the woman in front of her should be the merman clan.
"Sharks?"
Evereya's figure was like the wind, and at lightning speed, she instantly perched behind Mo Yan, the sea-blue mermaid flute in her hand was across his slender and fragile neck, and her bewitching red lips came to his ear, and she sneered, "You don't seem to have figured out the situation yet." First, don't call me a merman; Second, the woman who came to save you is already dead in the courtyard. ”
Mo Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.
The flute lying across his throat was full of cold air.
He could feel that the merman woman behind him was cultivating above himself.
"Momo, she won't die."