Chapter 659 Catastrophe (35)

There were not many people here, except for a group of expressionless puppet faces walking slowly behind Qianxin ten meters away, the only person in black clothes was Mu Jiu.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at Mu Jiu and sneered, "Sooner or later, you will regret what you said."

Qianxin continued to walk forward and said: "Really? That's okay, I have been endowed with endless energy. If you want me to regret it, you have to see what you are. Even as a toy, you can No qualifications, what do you think you can do to me? I'm too lazy to touch you now because you don't want to conflict with Minghe. I know you are useful to Minghe, but it's not that I dare not kill you. Besides, I'm in a good mood today. I'm too lazy to kill you, which is worse than bedbugs, lest I get my hands dirty, and I won't be able to eat anything when I go back."

The emperor's expression began to twist. He held the golden box and said, "Since this is the case, you probably won't mind if I crush Lianjia's crystals right now."

Qian Xin said: "Please go ahead."

The Emperor of Heaven really squeezed the golden box hard, not knowing what he was injecting into it.

Qian Xin just said casually, but suddenly, the hand of the Emperor of Heaven disappeared out of thin air, and the fracture of the wrist that lost the hand was neat and smooth, and even the blood began to surge out after a while.

"You..." The Heavenly Emperor looked at Qian Xin, his eyes were too wide open, as if the eyeballs were about to pop out.

Qianxin held the golden box in his hand, he looked at the golden box with disappointed eyes, and said: "Lianjia, oh Linga, you are always so disappointing, and you always ask me to save you in the end. If you Without my elder brother, I’m afraid you would have died many times, it’s really a disgrace among us.”

At this time, the Emperor of Heaven had already realized that with his cultivation base, he could instantly regenerate his hand, but he tried countless times, not only did not regenerate his hand, but he couldn't even stop the bleeding.

Feng Zhuoxi and the others also realized that something was wrong at this time, and Zhan Yifei, who had been standing in the corner without speaking, leaned over at this time, wanting to help the Heavenly Emperor heal.

But no matter what method is used, the Heavenly Emperor's severed wrist is still bleeding, as if trying to drain the blood from his body. His originally pale complexion has turned pale at this time, and there is also a hint of blood in his eyes. A touch of fear comes.

Qianxin suddenly turned around and smiled: "What are you afraid of? I thought you had a deal with Minghe, and he would save you. What's the use of being afraid now? This is a small lesson for you, let You know what it means to be overwhelmed, and you think you are qualified to join us? Even if it is..."

Qianxin paused for a moment, and continued: "Besides, that person is no longer here. From now on, I will have the final say on everything in this world. But, I feel so boring, everything is so boring."

The Heavenly Emperor gritted his teeth and said, "You have the final say? Master Minghe will not let you go."

"Yeah, there is only one position. If Minghe wants it, I want it too, but Minghe is not as good as me. Minghe also knows this. Otherwise, he wouldn't even want to take advantage of a bug like you." Qianxin glanced at the Emperor of Heaven with disgust, then turned her head to Feng Zhuoxi and said, "Toy, let's go. I'll take you to a good place."

Feng Zhuoxi nodded: "Okay, but please wait a moment, I have something I want to show you."

(End of this chapter)

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