Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

"Frozen Hell Flame..."

Looking at the golden flood dragon burned by the ice-coloured flames, Yama and Shura murmured in unison.

Although they live in the underworld all year round, they still know a little about the affairs of the world.

The icy flames burned the golden flood dragon fiercely, and the ice-colored flame flickered, giving birth to a trace of beauty.

Bailu took his palm off the golden dragon, and watched coldly as the ice hell flame burned the golden dragon to ashes.

Looking up at the black sky, Egret suddenly felt pain in his heart... Gucheng, forgive me for my waywardness, if I can go to the world, I will definitely reunite with you...

Little did Bai Lu know that Yigu City was on the verge of getting angry at this moment, just like a lion about to get angry.

The black dragon kept attacking the dark leader, Qingsha Zhitao, and Mo Mei. In a blink of an eye, the three of them were already in a panic.

Their current combat power can't resist the black dragon at all, even if they want to escape, don't forget that there is Yi Gucheng watching over them.

"My lord, that woman is dead..."

The voice of Qingbukuang sounded in his mind. Although Qingbukuang was in another space, he knew exactly what happened here.

Yi Gucheng clenched his hands tightly, and suddenly there was a "cracking" sound, and he suddenly said to Qing Bukuang: "Qing Bukuang, do you want to die?"

Qing Bukuang sighed, he had no doubt that if he said one more word, even if he and Yi Gucheng were in two different spaces, Yi Gucheng would be able to make him return to the west in an instant.

"Honor..." Qingbukuang closed his eyes.

"She won't die...not..." Yi Gucheng murmured, he suddenly cut off the connection with Qingbukuang.

He looked down at the egret in his arms, and at the pale woman.

Touching the egret's cheek with trembling fingers, Yi Gucheng murmured softly, "Lu'er, I know you are not dead, am I? You must be somewhere, and you must not be dead. But why do they all say you are dead?" ..."

Caressing the egret's cheek lovingly, Yi Gucheng's eyes burst out with a strong killing intent.

Looking up at the dark leader who is trying his best to fight the black dragon, Yi Gucheng's eyes are calm, just like the calm sea, calm! !

He can let the black dragon kill the three of them now, the dark leader, but he just doesn't want to kill them. He just wants the dark leader and the three of them to die in despair.

There are thousands of ways to torture people, and death is just a relief.

To make people despair, to make people fearful, that is the real torture.

Yi Gucheng thinks that he is not a good person, but if someone dares to touch his woman, he will kill that person at the end of the world.

Hugging the egret tightly, Yi Gucheng's strength seems to be stuffing the egret into his body and into his soul.

He didn't believe that the egret was dead, he didn't believe it! ! !

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In front of the gate of the underworld, Shura grasped the Yanyang knife tightly with both hands, and stared at the egret, "Be careful..." Shura said with his thin lips squirming.

Bailu held the King's Sword in his right hand, and put his left fist behind his back. Looking at Shura's eyes bursting out with a strong fighting intent, Bailu's lips curled up, and he said, "Just let the horse come here."

Holding the handle of the Yanyang Saber in both hands, Shura took a deep breath, how many years, how many years has it been since he fought with such passion...