The young lady has golden fingers

Chapter 1273 Dead
The black thread is like a string in the hands of a puppeteer.

Cheng Yongdao is like a puppet in the hands of a puppeteer!
"Old people should obey their old age, what are you doing so fast when you have nothing to do?" the little devil's voice sounded, so malicious.

When Cheng Yongdao's loyal disciples saw that the savior they believed in was treated in such a humiliating manner, they were all furious!

Their eyes were fierce, their expressions were fierce, they growled and growled, glaring at that little loli who dared to blaspheme their gods!Then he rushed forward, trying to trample her into a pulp!
It's just a group of retarded people, how could Di Jiuyuan put this group of retarded people in his eyes!
Pulling the thread in his hand violently, Cheng Yongdao was pulled over involuntarily. Di Jiuyuan neatly cut Cheng Yongdao's skin with the razor blade at his fingertips. His fingers were stained with his blood, and he began to move smoothly. A Dao talisman was drawn in the air!

Cheng Yongdao screamed in pain.

Di Jiuyuan didn't seem to hear it.

After drawing the talisman, he pushed it on those mentally handicapped people who rushed up, and immediately, those so-called disciples stood still, unable to move at all!

"I ask you, why do you use this flower as the totem of your organization?"

Di Jiuyuan trampled on the man's foot in an incomparable domineering manner, and then asked.

Cheng Yongdao originally thought that this man and woman came to save people, but he didn't expect that it was because of this flower! !

As a psychic, the older you get, the longer you live, the more you fear death.

What Cheng Yongdao was afraid of was not that the other party forced him to ask him some questions, but that the other party would kill him without asking a single question!

Because the other party still has something to ask yourself, it means that he still has a certain use value!
So I was in a hurry to answer...

"Yes..." He wanted to say something.

But just said a word, throat, as if being choked by someone!
Cheng Yongdao felt that someone was strangling his neck, so he wanted to stretch out his hand to break it off, but there was nothing on his neck at all, and others could only see him tearing his neck desperately with his hands, as if he wanted to tear it apart. something.

Cheng Yongdao's withered face quickly turned red and he couldn't breathe.

All this happened so fast, before Di Jiuyuan even had time to react, Cheng Yongdao fell to the ground due to suffocation.

He snorted and died.

Di Jiuyuan raised her eyebrows, but she didn't have anything to regret. She just wanted to judge whether there was someone else behind Cheng Yongdao, but his sudden death in the end showed that there was someone else behind the scenes!

Moreover, it is very likely to be someone from an ancient family!

Cheng Yongdao can also be regarded as the absolute leader among these psychics from the outside world. Although he is nothing compared to the people from the ancient family, but to the people from the outside world, he is already the pinnacle that can be achieved.

To let Cheng Yongdao die so easily, I am afraid that only people from ancient aristocratic families can do it.

People from the Emperor's family?

Or people from other ancient families?
Di Jiuyuan slowly rubbed the ring on her ring finger, the mystery seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, but she didn't seem to have the time to dig out the truth behind the scenes.

At this moment, a thick black mist mixed with a stench swept in.

The wind was blowing, and the wind carried the woman's shrill laughter.

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(End of this chapter)