"Get away!"
Zhang Yan erupted with terrifying strength.
Even Jiang Chen could barely restrain her, but in the next instant, he used the Divine Ability Great Strength Bull Demon Fist. His muscles bulged grotesquely, and he soon locked her down again.
"No, impossible!"
The blood-drenched monster roared in disbelief.
Then her expression chilled, as though something had occurred to her, and she let out an eerie, sinister laugh. "Lao Liang, Xiaobao, I've got him tied down. Hurry, kill the person who matters most to him! Let him feel despair and pain too!"
The two ghosts in the distance heard her.
They hesitated, obvious conflict in their eyes as they kept glancing into the distance.
"Don't try to run! Do you think you can escape this monster's grasp? Idiots!" Zhang Yan saw through their intentions at once and berated them furiously in a savage tone.
At her words.
The ferocity of the two half-body blood garments seemed to awaken as well.
Two pairs of dangerous, deathly white eyes fixed themselves on Lin Youwei.
Jiang Chen frowned.
He wanted to go to her rescue, but the monster Zhang Yan had become clung tightly to him, laughing wildly. "Hahaha! Drain me! Keep draining me!"
"Let me see how much despair you'll feel when the person you love most dies before your eyes!"
The strength she unleashed in her utter frenzy kept even Jiang Chen pinned down for a moment.
Now the two half-body blood garments drifted over.
One in front and one behind, they blocked Lin Youwei in.
The headless man kept calling out in a sinister voice, "Have you seen my head? Give me back my head!"
The man called Lao Liang had greed in his eyes. "Did you bring money? Give me money, give me money, hurry... if you don't have