Chapter 638 What a terrible word

"No! One dagger is not enough! I heard that some people's hearts grow sideways, and some even grow in the chest cavity!"

The joy in Lu Jiaoer's eyes froze there immediately after hearing Feng Zhuo's murmur.

At this time, the sound of the air being cut rang in the ears.

"Bingo! Ten rings!" Feng Zhuo snapped his fingers again.

The dagger pierced Lu Jiaoer's dantian.

"It's better to abolish your dantian first, lest you plot against me!" Feng Zhuo snorted a few times, then took out a dagger from his bosom.

Lu Jiaoer's pupils shrank slightly.

Again?

Isn't stabbing her heart and dantian enough?
"Don't look at me like that! You haven't died yet! I have to make up for it!" Feng Zhuo saw the shock in her eyes, and after a few sneers, the dagger flew out again.

This time, the entire dagger went through her throat.

"This kind of attack can't kill even the purple spirit class. You are a strong man of the Tianling class, so you can't kill it either!"

Then why are you still stabbing?

Lu Jiaoer screamed in her heart.

Her strength is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, even if her dantian is pierced, it will not affect her in any way.

Not to mention piercing the throat.

Unless her whole head is cut off, such a hole really can't kill her.

"Where should I stab right now?" Feng Zhuo shook the dagger in his hand, and kept pointing at Lu Jiaoer.

Lu Jiaoer clenched her fists involuntarily.

People of their clan would not die so easily unless they were hit to death.

But, where will Feng Zhuo fight next?

With the shaking of Feng Zhuo's dagger, her eyeballs also turned, and her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.

Feng Zhuo probably doesn't know her death spot.

"Then here it is!" The dagger in Feng Zhuo's hand aimed at her right heart.

Lu Jiaoer sneered inwardly, really thought her heart was on the right side?

stupid……

Before the word "goods" had time to emerge in her mind, her eyes widened suddenly.

Didn't you agree to attack her right breast?
Why did the dagger appear between her eyebrows?

"Oh! My hand slipped!" Feng Zhuo let out a low cry, "I pulled it out and started again!"

After finishing the words, her men had already arrived in front of Lu Jiaoer, and she put her hand on the dagger between her eyebrows, pulled it out and inserted it again with a "poof".

"Let's do it this way, I think it's very beautiful and artistic!"

Feng Zhuo took a few steps back, with an expression of appreciation.

Baili Qingge couldn't complain anymore.

At this time, a dagger pierced Lu Jiaoer's dantian, a dagger sank into her heart, a dagger pierced her throat, and a dagger landed on her forehead.

In addition, there are no less than a hundred pinholes on the body.

How could Lu Jiaoer use the word "miserable".

However, she still didn't die.

The hands and feet bound by Feng Zhuo were constantly struggling, the more she struggled, the more blood flowed from the wounds on her body.

According to this bleeding method, sooner or later she would bleed dry and die.

But she doesn't care!

Her soul is breaking and she will die sooner or later.

"Feng Zhuo! Feng Zhuo! I swear by my blood, I am willing to turn into a ghost to haunt you day and night at the price of the next [-] hells!"

Since she is about to die, then add an obsession to Feng Zhuo before she dies, so that she will inadvertently think of her as a person covered in blood.

(End of this chapter)

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