But soon, Lu jiukui knew the purpose of Ni Shaoyao, because she continued: "you even become the Wuma Lord of Sijing city. You will not let me, who knows how to repent, die like this, right..."

Wuma sword!

By the way!

The man who supports the whole city is just like a God.

Why did Lu Jiuqu, who was supposed to be "Wuma sword", become Lu Jiuqu? Where did the real Wuma sword go?

People seem to have forgotten their hatred for Ni Shaoyao and Zhang qianrou for a while. Their eyes are locked on Lu Jiuqu. They seem to want to hear from Lu jiuque what they want to know.

Lu jiuque squinted and finally sighed.

Sometimes it's not that she wants them to die, but they want to die by themselves. Maybe they think that the way of death that they will get soon is not strong enough, so they will use this kind of embellishment?

Seeing that Lu jiuque didn't speak, Ni Shaoyao laughed coldly: "Lu jiuque, why don't you speak..."

Lu jiuque raised his eyes and said faintly: "the reason is very simple, because the Wuma sword is dead. If the Wuma sword is still alive, do you think the ancient legacy array of Sijing city will be broken by the tide of Warcraft?"

Dead?!

When this was said, everyone was shocked!

Even their strength of holding Ni Shaoyao and Zhang qianrou's hands has been lightened.

Someone murmured, "no How could it be like this No Lord Wuma, he How could... "

One side of the Wen renxu, Liang Ziyi, Fengyi, left lengyang and other people's faces are also very ugly.

Because the Wuma sword represents not only the four border cities, but also the sword saint of the whole Tianchen land people!

At the same time, he is also an indispensable powerful force of the Terran!

If Wuma sword is really dead

The pillar of the Terran is a blow down!

Ni Shaoyao and Zhang qianrou smell words, both of them are happy in their hearts!

They did not expect that Lu jiuque would take the initiative to confess.

Ni Shaoyao couldn't help but feel excited at the bottom of his heart and put on a smile on his face: "Wuma sword! How can Wuma sword die? How could his sword be in your hand! You say? Did you kill... "

"Pa!"

A slap in Ni Shaoyao's face, let her like carp, on the spot hit a roll.

They didn't see anything clearly. They just felt that the light in front of them flashed, and Ni Shaoyao fell down.

Then, a burst of air breaking sound, like dense rain falling, "Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa" ring non-stop

One slap after another slapped Ni Shaoyao's face in the air, which made her carp turn into the carp in the pot, rolling over and over.

"Poo Hoo..."

"Ah, ah..."

After a series of painful groans, Ni Shaoyao finally fell to the ground.

At this time, her flesh and blood valgus, ferocious pain, full of teeth are loose, with her constant vomiting blood, spit out from the mouth one by one.

Until this time, it was clear to all that it was not human beings or animals that were going to slap the hands of Ni Shaoyao, but a whole green vine like emerald.

Vine?!

Sleeping trough! What the hell is this? How cruel!

Wait Isn't this vine just used by Lu jiukui to protect the whole Sijing city?

As soon as he understood this, the resentment in the hearts of the people immediately dispersed, and they would like to go up and hold the vine to express their heartfelt gratitude!

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