Immortal Loves Cat Also

Qingwu didn't answer his question. In her eyes, the monster in front of her was already a corpse. She didn't have to answer the question of a corpse.

No matter how fast the leopard demon was, he was often scratched by Qingwu. In addition to dodging, he had no ability to fight back. Even so, the leopard demon still felt that the woman in front of him didn't do her best. She deliberately scratched him like teasing bit by bit, and gave him a fatal blow when he was more and more desperate.

At the thought of this idea, his heart was filled with despair.

"Big... My Lord! Let go of the small ones, and the small ones will leave immediately and never step into this half step again! " There was no good skin on him. The leopard demon couldn't hold on any longer and begged for mercy, and Qingwu did stop.

She tilted her head and seemed to seriously consider what he said, but when hope came out in the eyes of the leopard demon, she smiled and spit out cruel words from her purplish lips: "but... You're still damn."

At the moment, Qingwu is not as clever as usual, like a complete devil.

When Qingwu's voice fell, people had stood behind the leopard demon. The leopard demon slowly lowered his head and looked at the big hole in his heart. His face was unbelievable and afraid.

"It's ugly." Qingwu only looked at the demon pill in his hand, and his dislike was exposed in his eyes. Then, with a slight grip of his white finger, the gray demon pill was broken into powder and finally dissipated in the air.

Behind her, the leopard demon also fell down and lost life.

Coupled with the cruel teasing in the middle, it was not long for Qingwu to solve the leopard demon. The body of the leopard demon was right behind her, and the blood flowed all over the ground, but her white skirt was still clean without any blood.

Qingwu didn't look back at the body. She went to Wen Yue and helped the unconscious man into the room.

"It seems that it's time to solve the remaining people quickly. You can hold on for a while." Qingwu covered him with a quilt and looked at Wen Yue's faint blue and white face. Suddenly, she thought of the way this person had a shallow smile in his eyes. She felt a sigh in her heart and stretched out her hand to set a small border in the house. Then she turned and went out.

Wen Yue, who had already lost consciousness, twisted her eyebrows slightly when she couldn't see.

At the moment when she stepped out of the house, Qingwu's eyes were filled with cold. She hated to think about her. Even if the floating knife is not her now, since she has already thought about it, other demons and ghosts... Don't try to take a share of it.

"Well... Why haven't you left yet?" Qingwu went to the tree in the yard, looked up slightly, looked at a place on the tree and said in a low voice.

There was no movement in the tree, but she didn't care at all. She raised her lips and smiled and jumped directly into the tree. Soon after, a dead body, a black bat, fell from the tree.

Qingwu didn't come down from the tree. She stood on the tree for a while and confirmed that there were no other demons in the yard. Then she came down from the tree and planned to go in to dispel the disease for Wen Yue.

But as soon as she came to the door, her hand didn't push the door open, so she stopped, turned back and looked at the people standing in the yard and twisted her eyebrows.

"You also came for Ruofu Dao?" Qingwu looked at the man in the middle of the yard without expression.

The figure of the man was very strange. He was thin and long, wrapped in a black robe, like a stick wrapped in a robe, standing in the middle of the yard.

After Qingwu asked, the other party didn't move.