Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

The ghost leader disdained to look at the two people trapped in front of him: "move again, be careful, I'll kill you now!"

Completely regardless of the identity of a girl in sun Zheng's poetry, he threw sun Zheng's poetry to the ground without pity. Without looking more, the stick in his hand fell directly on the wrist of sun Zheng's poem without deviation.

This time, the ghost leader didn't fall down unintentionally, but on purpose!

That's where he's going to fall!

Sun Zhengshi immediately hummed out in pain and wanted to lift his foot and get rid of the stick clubbed on his ankle. But... It's such a thin stick. It seems to weigh a thousand kilograms. No matter how Sun Zheng understands her poetry, there's no way to make her lift her feet.

On the contrary, because of sun Zheng's hard struggle, the stick didn't loosen at all. On the contrary, the ghost leader dropped the stick for a few points and used more strength.

Suddenly, sun Zheng's painful tears were about to squeeze out and wanted to shout, but because his mouth was strangled by a rope, he couldn't make a sound at all.

And the land lying under the body is not smooth and flat at all.

Each piece is made of countless sharp stones.

Walking on it with shoes doesn't feel much, but if you lie on a deep face, you can feel the pain all over.

Not to mention being pressed so hard on the ground!

The ankles, which were not wrapped by any, were exposed to the outside and stuck to the ground. It was unbearable pain!

Sun Wenzheng is looking at the appearance of sun Zheng's poetry. He is struggling to get up and wants to go to sun Zheng's poetry.

But it was just a move, and someone pushed it heavily on the ground. He lit a hole on his body. Now he can't even move his fingers.

Just like this, lying on the ground and watching sun Zhengshi suffer in the hands of the ghost leader.

Dragon Dharma patted his sleeve, patted off dust that had not been stained on sleeve, and then spit out four words from his mouth: "overestimate."

In his eyes, sun Wenzhe himself has been unable to protect himself and has to struggle to death here. Trying to struggle and take care of other things, I really think my life is too long!

However, as soon as the voice of the Dragon Dharma protector fell, there was no Shen Dongjing around. Suddenly, I felt two murderous spirits attacking him directly.

When the Dragon protector reacts and wants to dodge, it's too late to do any dodging action!

Just watch two things that flash past towards his lifeline!

The silver is shining. I can't hide at all. I'm at a loss!

When the Dragon Dharma protector thought he wanted to use a concealed weapon and was unable to return to heaven.

In front of me, there suddenly appeared something similar to the flag, which was swept gently by the flag. The concealed weapon originally intended to be tied to the Dragon Dharma protector was tied to the flag in front of the Dragon Dharma protector.

Two slender silver needles glittering with cold light directly pierced the ghost leader's thick flag that can't even be blown by the wind, leaving a little tail exposed.

If the strength is more neutral, I'm afraid even the heavy flag can't stop the silver needle suddenly shot!