Chapter 749: Don't dirty your hands

Name:Dark Beast Summoner Author:青扇
Chapter 749 Don't Dirty Your Hands

There was blood on Lu Yao's forehead, but this was not a wound to someone with her cultivation level, but it was her dignity and pride that was injured!

The constant kowtow confessing her mistakes made her resentment in her heart grow stronger and stronger. If it weren't for the dead woman like sake, she wouldn't end up like this!

Obviously everything is planned to be foolproof, who knows that sake is a phoenix blood that is stronger than the Peacock tribe, and her appearance is more amazing than before Yirong, making her fall short!

Not only did the bamboo basket get empty, but his life was also held by Emperor Qi Yao!

When she escaped this disaster, she must find a way to avenge her blood!

She must get the face of the magical Sake Sake and make her an ugly monster! Looking at the world, who else would like her!

Lu Yao kowtow, while thinking bitterly.

Mu Wushuang faintly glanced at the vicious face of Lu Yao, her lips rose, Lu Yao might have thought that if she knocked her head, the emperor would spare her, it was naive, the emperor just tortured her first, and then let her When she thinks she can survive, let her despair!

Uncle Huang will not let anyone want to hurt her.

At this time, Long Moshen cast his gaze on Wei Feng's body and asked the woman in his arms:

"Shuang'er, what do you want to do with him?"

Wei Feng took a few steps back in fright, his face pale, but the hatred in his eyes remained unabated.

Twins? Isn't sake her real name at all? Wei Feng thought, did Emperor Qi Yao already know her?

"Well, let me think about it. His dad made me vomit a mouthful of blood. Since his dad died at such a cheap price, let him pay the debt and let him drain the blood!"

Mu Wushuang said with a smile.

"You are hurt?"

Long Moshen's voice was low, his brows furrowed, and a fierce color that would destroy the world flashed under his eyes!

"I'm fine, you know, my body is strong, and a little injury has healed quickly, don't worry."

Mu Wushuang said to him with a smile.

Long Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Although he could tell at a glance whether she was injured, his heart was aching when he heard her vomiting blood. He was afraid that he would still be late and make her feel wronged. He clasped his hands tightly, but the hostility in his eyes did not dissipate.

Thousand-blade treasure halberd pulled out from Weiyuanshan's corpse and flew towards Wei Feng!

Wei Feng was enveloped by the terrifying aura of death, and realized that he could not move anymore. His shaking intensified. At this moment, the Thousand-Blade Halberd passed directly through his chest like a bolt of lightning, piercing him throughout!

laugh!

The immense power made him even the halberd and the people nailed to the stage, beside him, his head was shattered, and his father died so miserably!

"Ah! Let me go!"

Wei Feng shouted in pain!

He didn't dare to struggle, the terrifying energy of the artifact was constantly entering his body, and the demon power in his body couldn't hold down the energy of the artifact at all, making him extremely painful!

Long Mo's cold eyes swept over everyone who was trembling, and said in a voice without emotion:

"If you want to survive, everyone should stab him. When will he drain his blood, the emperor will consider whether to let you go."

"Dare you! Lao Tzu is the Young City Lord! You don't want to live anymore!"

Wei Feng shouted frantically.

"You are no longer Young City Lord, Qiankun City is already the territory of Emperor Qi Yao!" A guest who knew the current affairs immediately said, took out the magic weapon, and went forward to give Wei Feng a sharp knife!

The Emperor Qi Yao meant to torture Wei Feng, this person naturally did not dare to kill Wei Feng, but this was also at the critical point, and Wei Feng's blood spewed out like a pig.

Wei Feng's cultivation base is here. Even if his heart is pierced, he can't die. Now that he has lost so much blood, he still can't die, but he is in pain.

With one action, more people will come up to stab Weifeng with a knife. To survive, killing is nothing!

Wei Feng yelled and cursed fiercely, and was cut off his tongue.

"Dare to curse Emperor Qi Yao, you don't need this tongue!"

One person said, really flattering Qi Yao Emperor Zi.

Several people went up to release Wei Feng's blood.

A middle-aged man lowered his head, his hands trembling.

"Wait, isn't this City Lord Shen? I said why I didn't see you just now because you were hiding in the crowd."

Mu Wushuang said jokingly.

Shen Xiong's legs were trembling, and he thumped and knelt on the ground.

"Girl forgive me! Girl forgive me! It's the dog who has died. If the little one never mentions revenge for him, the girl will spare the little one!"

He said in fear.

The tragic situation of City Lord Qiankun and Young City Lord is right in front of him, no matter where he dared to revenge, he would be grateful to be able to live out from here!

"Really! A few sticks of incense, the Lord Shen did not say that. Didn't you say that I am guilty of sin and want to thwart my bones and ashes to pay for your son?"

Mu Wushuang said with a smile.

"Why, don't you want to avenge your son now?"

A big master Shen Xiong was about to be scared to pee. Although Emperor Qi Yao didn't speak, the terrifying killing intent had been swept over him several times!

"No revenge! Grandma! Please forgive me! It's my son who deserves to die! I won't take revenge!" Shen Xiong said in a trembling voice.

"It's a bonehead. If you try your best to avenge your son, maybe I will take a high look at you." Mu Wushuang said boredly, with a murderous look on him, ready to take out the long sword.

"Shuang, don't dirty your hands, come for your husband."

At this time, the emperor stopped her and said to her gently.

Mu Wushuang smiled and nodded, looking at him with smiles.

Long Moshen also curled his lips.

Seeing that the begging for mercy would be unsuccessful, Shen Xiong was bound to die, and ran wildly, fighting for himself!

"what!!"

With a mournful scream, Shen Xiong had been dismantled by the emperor **** spear flying on the table, turning into a trembling corpse!

When everyone saw this scene, they didn't even dare to show up, everyone was very nervous, afraid that Emperor Qi Yao would kill them too!

They quickly accelerated the speed of bleeding Wei Feng!

Wei Feng's screams became smaller and smaller. The artifact made him lose the ability of his body to recover automatically. He could only wait to die in pain like a mortal!

At this time, Lu Yao had already knocked her head a thousand times. She listened to the surrounding movement, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became. When she knocked her head, she did not dare to be perfunctory. She knocked her head so that she could see Bai Sensen’s skull. To express her regret and sincerity.

"Emperor, I really know that I was wrong, so let me go, I promise, I will never show up in front of you and the sake girl again!"

Lu Yao said excitedly.

Long Mo glanced at her faintly, and said, "Okay."

Lu Yao was overjoyed.

But then he heard him say: "You will no longer appear in front of us if you die."

"Do not!"

Lu Yao's eyes widened in fear!

However, what responded to her was the Emperor God Spear that killed Shen Xiong just now!

The sacred tool that screamed was the bet left by Emperor Yuanyang who lost before.

The golden spear pierced Lu Yao's eyes, and her entire head began to rupture. The extreme pain made her soul tremble, and after that, the soul was completely torn and shattered by the artifact!