Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style

Chapter 244 Emperor’s Favor (51)

In a blink of an eye, the situation returned to the original point.

Fu Lingliu's relaxed and arrogant face changed, and she looked at the people who had all recovered.

With sharp eyes, he said directly to the subordinate who was restraining Lu Fei: "Kill him for me."

The subordinate took the order and tightened the hand holding Lu Fei's neck, but after a few breaths, Lu Fei fell silent.

Couldn't even utter the last word.

At this time, Fang Ao Mi's angry shout came belatedly: "How dare you!"

Fu Lingliu sneered, "He's dead."

"Ha ha……"

This dramatic development, not only can't make people feel sad and regretful, but inexplicably feels ridiculous.

Lu Fei, who single-handedly killed so many martial arts masters and almost died under the hands of the Demon Sect, died so simply, no matter how you look at it, it feels absurd and unreal.

Just like Sansan, she asked incredulously, "Boss, did the heartthrob die just like that?"

His voice was full of disbelief.

Yun Shu gave a faint "hmm", "Otherwise?"

Even though Sansan has experienced so many small planes, he is still an immature small system, "I'm just a little surprised."

"There's nothing surprising. Without the aura of heartthrob, the heroine is just an ordinary human being."

So it can be easily strangled to death.

There are no surprises in the way of death.

In the plot, the reason why Lu Fei was able to live so chicly was because he was surrounded by powerful women, and he didn't get everything by himself.

It was given by others.

If others don't give it, then he has nothing.

Regarding this, Yun Shu said three or three times: "One's own strength is the right way."

No one can take away what you have earned by yourself.

During the conversation between Yun Shu and Sansan, the situation on the field changed suddenly, and the Devil's Cult and Zhengdao completely fought.

In fact, it should have been impossible.

After all, the strength of the two sides is equal, even if they fight, they can't tell the winner, they can only lose.

But who let Fu Lingliu kill Lu Fei so quickly, Fang Aomi, who was so angry that he was blue, roared and rushed directly towards Fu Lingliu.

As for other people in the Jianghu, watching this scene and thinking of their aggrieved just now, some violent people couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward.

One strike is immortal.

In this case, it is difficult not to fight.

Therefore, although there have been occasional fights for hundreds of years, the Wulin has only small frictions. Today, because of the death of a man, it has completely started fighting.

From this point of view, Lu Fei really lives up to the title of the protagonist of the heartthrob Mary Sue.

The two sides fought fiercely, and they were merciless in their strikes. They were all tricks to attract blood, and they were not at all as peaceful as He Zhenxiang and Wei Zhi just now.

In a way, this is the arena.

But even though there were so many people fighting in the melee, no one hit the place where Yun Shu and Xiao Ji were sitting, let alone a single thing was impacted by internal force.

It seemed that they all subconsciously avoided this space.

Yun Shu and Xiao Ji sat leisurely, eating, as if they were watching a play.

Yun Shu was still interested in telling Xiao Ji that whoever was about to lose, who was too procrastinated.

Xiao Ji was peeling melon seeds in his hands, and after peeling, he put them on a small plate and handed them to the emperor.

The posture is leisurely, very relaxed.

The two of them seem to be here to make soy sauce, or the most special kind.

After fighting for more than an hour, when Yun Shu was already drowsy, the two parties finally ended.

As expected, no miracle happened.

Both sides suffered losses, and many people died on both sides.

The bluestone was stained red with blood, and the corpses were placed in various places in a mess, in all kinds of poses, funny and absurd.

The surviving man was panting heavily and clutching his wound, in a state of distress, without the demeanor of a martial arts master.

Fu Lingliu also had a lot of injuries, she was comparable to Fang Aomi in martial arts, but she was slightly better, so her injuries were not as serious as Fang Aomi.

Fu Lingliu laughed wildly and said: "It's rare, there was a fight."

She thought that until she died, the two ways of martial arts, righteousness and magic, would not be able to fight.

Fang Aomi's face was pale, his eyes swept around, but he didn't find Lu Fei's body.

Seeing this, Fu Lingliu sneered, "Okay, that Lu Fei is a slut who has been played to death, and you still treat him as a treasure."

Fang Ao Mi turned his head and said: "What do you mean?!"

Fu Lingliu sat down cross-legged, ignoring the attitude of the leader of the Demon Cult, "I asked someone to check it out at the beginning, and Lu Fei was broken in the brothel a few years ago. It also has something to do with Rakshasa."

She faced Fang Aomi's ashen face, and said in a mocking tone, "Even if I came to Yangzhou with you, I was with many women under your nose."

"At the beginning, he recommended himself as a pillow mat to me." Fu Lingliu's eyes were cold and arrogant, quite disgusting, "Of course I didn't agree, I think he is dirty."

She looked at Fang Ao Mi as if she was saying: You are still holding this dirty thing in your hand.

Fang Aomi: "...fuck it!"

With just these words, Fang Aomi's little affection for Lu Fei disappeared in an instant.

Even felt nauseous.

Xiao Ji was puzzled, "My wife, why did Lu Fei recommend himself to Fu Lingliu?"

Yun Shu said casually, "Oh, it should be to verify my attractiveness to women."

Fu Lingliu and Fang Aomi said a few words, and the head of the Chongzhen Sect covered the bleeding wound, and interrupted the two of them with a white face, "You two, since it's over, we can't do anything to each other, so Can we go now?"

After today's messy affairs, the most righteous words of the head of the Chongzhen Sect are gone, and only the simple and easy-to-understand words are left.

Fang Aomi looked at Fu Lingliu, Fu Lingliu waved his hand, "It's all gone."

It is impossible to really continue the fight, everyone explained here.

Everyone twitched when they said these four words.

As if they were joining in the fun.

Helping each other up, they were about to leave Anyuan Villa.

At this moment, Yun Shu put down the melon seeds to eat and play, and clapped her hands. It was time for her, the ultimate villain, to appear on the stage.

"Wait." The two words were light and majestic.

The emperor's momentum changed instantly, she got up and stood, Xiao Ji stood beside her, and as the word "her" fell, the dark guard instantly showed his figure.

There are corpses everywhere, and the sky is full of blood.

The emperor was tall and tall, and the playful and lazy eyes that were dark as deep as abyss faded away, leaving only the arrogance and majesty in his bones.

As soon as the figure of that person stands, it is the graceful aura of the king's land, which makes people lower their eyes subconsciously, showing a surrendered appearance.

The dark guard was behind her, silent.

The killing air slowly spread in this space.

After the emperor stood up, Qi Qi knelt on one knee, and said coldly and solemnly: "Long live my emperor."

Everyone present: "..."

At this moment, there was no emotion similar to shock, only one thought was circling in his mind.

Damn, is it over yet?
　This plane is over, and there should be a sequel for later generations.

　　Thanks to the little angel Liang Jinyu for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)