Immortal Loves Cat Also

"If it weren't for this body, you would think you hurt me?" Duan Ziling's eyes were covered with blood and stared at Qingwu mercilessly.

Qingwu's pupil had already become red. She laughed and said, "you think as long as Cang wants to protect you, the original thing will be over?"

Donghai finally found out that after emperor cangyue came to earth, he became Wenyue of Ruofu villa. He specially sent the little princess of Donghai. That's the idea.

At the beginning, the reason why the God of Qingwu fell was caused by the East China Sea.

If the God of Qingwu comes back, the first one to suffer is the East China Sea, and the only one who can protect the East China Sea is the emperor cangyue.

Duan Ziling was strangled by his neck. His face was red and speechless. He even had difficulty breathing.

But Qingwu's fingers were still tightening. Even if her left shoulder was bleeding, she seemed to feel no pain. She just said clearly word by word: "I'll ask for it myself."

Donghai and Xiandi owe her Qingwu. Now it's time to pay back.

Boom!

Like Ying and Qingwu, the dark thunder clouds that had gathered in the sky roared, and the first thunder was about to fall.

Duan Ziling moved her eyes hard and looked at Lei Yun with fear in her eyes. She had the idea of running away, the moment before the sky thunder fell.

The eyes of Duan Ziling pinched by Qingwu turned white, and suddenly there was no breath. At the same time, a little Dragon flew out of Duan Ziling's body and flew to the yard where Wen Yue was located.

Qingwu snorted coldly and didn't chase after Duan Ziling. Instead, she photographed Duan Ziling's body. After Duan Ziling's soul returned, she threw people aside to ensure that they wouldn't die.

After all this, she slowly looked up and looked straight at the first thunder, and the escaped dragon also gave a scream, fell directly from the air and hit the ground unconscious.

The monk didn't give more alms to the Dragon photographed by himself. He raised his eyes and looked at Qingwu.

When the first three Tianlei fell, Qingwu didn't take another look at the monk. Until the fourth Tianlei fell, she turned her head and stretched out her hand to the monk without saying a word.

But the monk's indifferent eyebrows and eyes softened for a moment. The next moment, the momentum suddenly became sharp, as if until what would happen next. There was a burst of rage from the hiding thunder clouds in the sky.

As soon as the monk turned, his figure had disappeared in place, and in the sound of thunder, a long knife appeared in Qingwu's hand.

The handle of the long Dao is dark gold. It seems heavy. The blade is sharp. Before you get close, you can detect a chilling atmosphere. Get closer. Under the sound of thunder, you can vaguely hear some plaintive sounds.

Like the ghost who died under the knife for a long time.

The ancient murder weapon is very powerful.

Qingwu raised her eyes and looked at the fourth thunder falling fiercely, but her look did not change. Her wrist turned and the long knife cut out, blocking the fourth thunder in an instant.

And she didn't move a bit.

If there is a floating knife, the jiuzhong thunder robber who once took her life suddenly becomes vulnerable. It seems that he is angered by Qingwu. Lei Yun drops Tianlei faster and faster, more and more ferocious.

After the Ruofu knife in Qingwu's hand buzzed, he was not afraid at all.

After the last thunder fell, the thunder clouds dispersed in an instant, and white fog gradually gathered at the edge of the cliff. The black light flashed. The monk stood beside Qingwu silently.