My Previous Fraternal Twins

Tang Wanxin gently replied, "well, be careful, too."

As she spoke, she stepped back slowly.

Dong Yazhen's eyes became more and more resentful, and she looked in the direction of Tang Wanxin.

Mo Shichen waved to Tang Wanxin and motioned her to run to the other side.

Tang Wanxin nodded knowingly.

"Perfume can be sprayed more, and the perfume produced by adorable adorable seed has a certain effect on her slow action," explained Mo Shi Chen.

When Tang heard his words later, he took the perfume from his hands and shot it in the direction of Chen.

"How? Is it enough?" Tang Wanxin asked.

She left a small bottle of perfume just in case.

At this point.

She thought that the door of the lounge was opened, but the toxicity in the air was not great.

"Where did you arrange people to get the poison gas?" Tang Wanxin asked curiously.

"Let's go back and store it in a very secret place." Mo Shichen said to Tang Wanxin while staring at Dong Yazhen.

"HMM." Tang Wan thought.

She raised her hand and looked at the watch in her wrist. About ten minutes passed.

At the moment, I don't know how Chen Mengyin is in the emergency room.

Tang Wanxin's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

Tang Ruizuo is still out of touch.

Dong Yazhen is also slowly moving towards the direction of Shi Chen and Tang Wanxin.

Right now.

Dong Yazhen's skill suddenly became agile. She quickly went in the direction of ink Shichen.

"Be careful," Tang Wan exclaimed.

However, Mo Shichen also responded quickly. He raised his hand and hit Dong Yazhen hard on the spine.

However, Dong Yazhen did not faint directly.

But looked up and stared at Mo Shichen, with a strange smile in his mouth.

She stretched out her claws and grabbed Shi Chen's arm.

Tang Wan looked at Dong Yazhen's hand and was about to grasp like Mo Shichen. She immediately stepped forward.

"If I want to move my men, it depends on whether I want to," she said, holding the perfume in her hand and spraying it to Dong Ya Zhen's eyes.

Tang Wanxin pulled Mo Shichen to one side.

Although Dong Yazhen habitually closed her eyes, she still held Tang Wanxin's hand.

And scratched several blood channels on her arm.

"Heart!" Mo Shichen exclaimed.

meanwhile.

He raised his hand and hit Dong Yazhen on the head.

"Hmm..." Dong Yazhen snorted stiffly and fainted.

Mo Shichen looked at Tang Wanxin's arm anxiously and said, "Why are you so stupid?"

Tang Wanxin looked at the bleeding wound and said, "it's okay. My injury is safer than yours."

"You..." Mo Shichen frowned deeply. He didn't know how to do it for a while.

Tang late heart saw Mo Shichen's anguish, busy opening a way: "you listen to me first, wait for someone to send her to the treatment, during the period must bind her, this time they use control perfume more severe."

As Tang Wanxin spoke, he felt that his consciousness began to become a little fuzzy.

She reached out and rubbed her temples and shook her head, trying to wake herself up.

"What's the matter?" Mo Shichen asked with concern.

"My consciousness is getting more and more blurred. Listen to me first." Tang Wan said.

She sprayed some perfume on her body and continued, "when I feel completely fuzzy, you bind me up and help me clean up the wound. I have a bottle of blue bottle perfume in my bag. It can be used in a short period of sober and urgent situation."