Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

But you have to be famous to watch a play, Zhuge Canglan felt that at most 10 minutes more, no, less than 5 minutes, the white line would cut her throat, causing him to splatter blood and die on the spot.

Zhuge Zang looked at Tian Qiong secretly and said: "If that damned Immortal Venerable still doesn't save me after a while, then go and attack the sect leader. You must try your best to hit him with one hit, and you must not give him a chance to stand up."

The Sky Sword buzzed twice, as if excited.

Zhuge Canglan sighed, your master is almost dead, why are you so excited!

Just when she was extremely helpless, she suddenly felt the water-blue light and shadow flowing slowly in the air, slowly enveloping her neck.

Zhuge Canglan clearly felt that there seemed to be a ray of cool water vapor wrapped around his neck, slowly seeping in along the wound that was strangled by the white thread.

After a while, she felt that the white line stuck in the flesh was slowly arched outward by some force. Although it was very weak, she could still feel it, and the suffocation gradually weakened.

Zhuge Canglan's hanging heart finally relaxed a little bit. Fortunately, the immortal made a move. Otherwise, she really didn't know how to escape this catastrophe.

The Immortal Venerable hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhuge Canglan turned his attention to the few people in front of him, the sect master wanted to kill her, but because they were all there, and every word and every word was like an awl, he was in a dilemma, Dare to act recklessly.

The sect leader hated to the extreme at this moment, he hated these junior brothers and sisters who had ulterior motives and schemes, and hated Zhuge Canglan even more.

The head of the sect didn't understand. It was agreed at the beginning. This time, we must get rid of Zhuge Canglan. Why did they all turn against each other when it came to a critical juncture?

The leader gritted his teeth, since you are not benevolent, then everyone should not think about being alone.

"Hmph, don't you all play sloppy eyes in front of me. Back then, you all came to me and cried, saying that Zhuge Canglan would not die, so what would you do? Why did you all come out to become Bodhisattvas today? If it weren't for your bitterness Forced, how could I kill her?"

After the headmaster finished speaking, he seemed to attribute his act of killing Zhuge Canglan to being forced by the four of them, and he changed from a murderer to a victim in an instant.

If it weren't for the fact that the danger to his life had not been completely lifted, Zhuge Canglan would have laughed out loud at this moment.

Zhenjun Huizhi wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and solemnly said: "Oh, what you said, senior brother, makes us baffled. You are the one who wants to kill people, so why is it hindering us? We just saw her like a flower. Yu's little girl, her body is about to be torn apart, she can't see it and only speaks a few words of justice, you are kind, why are you biting people indiscriminately?"

"Although we have a festival with this little girl, but that little festival is far more than killing her."

If Zhenjun Huizhi is not the opponent of the head of the sect in terms of cultivation level, then the head of the sect is far behind her in terms of Ruo Lun's lip service.

Even Zhenjun Jia, who had been looking unhappy and seemed to have complaints about Zhuge Canglan, spoke at this time. . . .

"Although this girl also hurt my son and almost beat him to death, I was also angry and wanted to kill her, but when I thought about it later, I couldn't blame her. I was the one who sent my son to be beaten. How can I blame others?" Home……"

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