Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

"If you don't speak anymore, it's not just your arms that turn into blood.【 】"

Yi Gucheng's ghostly voice sounded, and his abyss-like eyes stared straight at Zhou Yulong. When he met his eyes, Zhou Yulong's heart seemed to be thrown into the [-]th floor of hell, and it was trembling violently. So much so that he even forgot the pain in his arm, and just looked at Yi Gucheng in fear.

At this moment, he is not a king, he is just a Shura, a Rakshasa who holds the life and death of others.It seems that one look and one movement of his can determine the life and death of a person.

His aura is completely different from Bailu's. Bailu is a king who dominates the land, but he is the Shura who rushed down to the eighteenth level of hell.

The king of the world, Shura of hell, may be talking about this.

Their fate has long been tied together...

Bai Lu walked to Zhou Yulong's side expressionlessly, knelt down and picked up the Roushuang sword that fell in the pool of blood, lowered his head slightly, Bai Lu slowly got up...

The king's sword trembled slowly, and the corners of Egret's lips outlined an evil smile. She suddenly raised her eyes to look at Zhou Yulong, those eyes seemed to be ten thousand years of black ice, with a trace of coldness seeping through them.

"what……"

Bai Luyu waved his hand, blood splashed everywhere, Zhou Yulong screamed, and saw his other arm was cut off abruptly by Bailu, Bailu wiped the blood on Zhou Yulong's clothes with a frosty face .

Everyone on Longfeng Mountain shuddered at this moment.

Although it is said that this is a world where the strong are respected and the weak are strong, how many people can really kill people and keep their faces unchanged after cutting their arms?

And among these few people, which one is not a super strong man in this land.

The wind blew, lifting the egret's red hair, and the air seemed to be filled with blood. The egret held the king's sword, and the king's sword trembled violently. It was a vibration of excitement, and no one except the egret would understand it. it.

"Your Excellency Bailu, Yulong, at any rate, I am the young master of the Zhou family, at least I am the son of the head of my Zhou family. Are you trying to make an enemy of my Zhou family by doing this?" Zhou Yulong looked at Zhou Yulong's miserable appearance, his eyes twitched, and said If you come out, you will not be angry.

Even though the relationship between families is nothing, in the final analysis, Zhou Yulong is still Zhou Yanzhi's son, and he will feel a little heartache, even if Zhou Yulong has become a waste.

Furthermore, in front of all the powerful people in the Western Sea Region, the young master of his Zhou family and Zhou Yanzhi's son had his arms destroyed by Bai Lu and Yi Gucheng. With all his faces gone, how can he gain a foothold in the West Sea in the future?

"If you have the ability to see the truth, don't use your Zhou family as a shield." Bai Lu sneered, stepped on the heart of Zhou Yulong who had fallen to the ground, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged, "Don't tell me , you, the Patriarch of the Zhou family, I'm really not afraid."

"Since I can destroy Zhou Yulong, I can also destroy his father, Patriarch Zhou, do you want to try?"

Arrogance, absolute arrogance...

The egret stared at Zhou Yulong coldly at his feet. The genius of the Zhou family in the past, the up-and-coming figure in the West Sea Region and Jianglong Academy, was trampled under the feet of the egret in embarrassment today.

"Zhou Yulong, if you want to survive, just tell me where Ouyang Jing is."

The strength under Bailu's feet increased, making Zhou Yulong unable to breathe, and his arms on both sides were broken, so he could only move painfully on the bottom of Bailu's feet.