Chapter: 2920
"thump!"
As soon as he rushed out of the room, the body of the good minister who chose the master and killed him fell down weakly and turned into a corpse.
But the unyielding soul broke free from the shackles of the body. As soon as the little fat man's spiritual body emerged, he reached out and grabbed an ugly puppet. The eyes of the puppet were simple x, and the mouth was a line.
This is his killer ?, a consumable obtained in a level A saint dungeon-cursed boy.
It can release a terrible curse, even if it is a master, it can't be safe, but the price of the curse is life.
"I curse you with my soul, I curse you to die like me, and die!" The good minister sternly said, choosing the master.
The "mouth" that cursed the boy suddenly opened, and swallowed the soul of the good minister who chose the master and killed him.
Immediately afterwards, black flames sprang up from the doll's body and quickly burned to ashes.
In the next second, black flames shot up from Nu Tao Wuqing's body, burning both his body and his soul.
Kou Beiyue burst into tears, ignoring her sorrow, staggered out of the room, possessed herself to pick up the dropped weapon, and activated the weapon's "blood bank" ability.
The bewitching demon was bloodthirsty and violent, he suppressed the negative effects of the disease for a short while, and rushed into Madoka's room like a bull.
At the door, I saw her in a coma.
Kou Beiyue picked up Xiaoyuan, rushed to the balcony with a fierce expression, and jumped down towards the tall building.
However, he hit an invisible membrane.
The film was made of water, and blocked the balcony. It was invisible to the naked eye and only appeared when touched.
Kou Beiyue and Xiaoyuan were bounced back and both fell to the ground.
Madoka woke up faintly.
"Ridiculous!" Angry's ruthless voice came from the living room. He had already extinguished the flames on his body. The so-called killer ?, a curse created by a fourth-level saint who sacrificed his life, only caused him pain for a few seconds. "What made you Do you think I will forget to seal off the house? Just wait here obediently and wait for the rescue of Yuanshi Tianzun, of course, you may not survive that time."
Kou Beiyue's face was full of despair.
Madoka's consciousness became more and more blurred, and her heartbeat became slower and slower. Naturally, the physique of a psychic couldn't be compared with that of a bewitching demon.
She smelled the breath of death, and the past flashed by like a lantern at this moment. Looking back on her life, there were too many unwillingness and regrets, too much resentment and hatred.
But after meeting him, the hostility in my heart gradually subsided.
That night, that night. If you had kept him overnight, it would have been fine.
She slowly closed her eyes.
At this time, a figure silently appeared in the bedroom, wearing bright yellow boots, a gorgeous robe, and a cyan jade belt around his waist.
It is Yuanshi Tianzun impressively.
Kou Beiyue stared at the man in front of her in a daze, what filled her heart was not hope or joy, but grievance and sadness. It's like when a bullied child sees his parents, tears come out of his eyes.
The seventeen-year-old boy cried bitterly, his face was full of tears, and he choked up: "The good minister is dead, Tongtong is dead."
Zhang Yuanqing looked towards the living room and then to the next room, with a look of sadness in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm late."
Even though he had rushed over as fast as he could, he was still one step too late, and that slippery and timid little fat man had returned to the spirit realm. JrNovels.com
As soon as he rushed out of the room, the body of the good minister who chose the master and killed him fell down weakly and turned into a corpse.
But the unyielding soul broke free from the shackles of the body. As soon as the little fat man's spiritual body emerged, he reached out and grabbed an ugly puppet. The eyes of the puppet were simple x, and the mouth was a line.
This is his killer ?, a consumable obtained in a level A saint dungeon-cursed boy.
It can release a terrible curse, even if it is a master, it can't be safe, but the price of the curse is life.
"I curse you with my soul, I curse you to die like me, and die!" The good minister sternly said, choosing the master.
The "mouth" that cursed the boy suddenly opened, and swallowed the soul of the good minister who chose the master and killed him.
Immediately afterwards, black flames sprang up from the doll's body and quickly burned to ashes.
In the next second, black flames shot up from Nu Tao Wuqing's body, burning both his body and his soul.
Kou Beiyue burst into tears, ignoring her sorrow, staggered out of the room, possessed herself to pick up the dropped weapon, and activated the weapon's "blood bank" ability.
The bewitching demon was bloodthirsty and violent, he suppressed the negative effects of the disease for a short while, and rushed into Madoka's room like a bull.
At the door, I saw her in a coma.
Kou Beiyue picked up Xiaoyuan, rushed to the balcony with a fierce expression, and jumped down towards the tall building.
However, he hit an invisible membrane.
The film was made of water, and blocked the balcony. It was invisible to the naked eye and only appeared when touched.
Kou Beiyue and Xiaoyuan were bounced back and both fell to the ground.
Madoka woke up faintly.
"Ridiculous!" Angry's ruthless voice came from the living room. He had already extinguished the flames on his body. The so-called killer ?, a curse created by a fourth-level saint who sacrificed his life, only caused him pain for a few seconds. "What made you Do you think I will forget to seal off the house? Just wait here obediently and wait for the rescue of Yuanshi Tianzun, of course, you may not survive that time."
Kou Beiyue's face was full of despair.
Madoka's consciousness became more and more blurred, and her heartbeat became slower and slower. Naturally, the physique of a psychic couldn't be compared with that of a bewitching demon.
She smelled the breath of death, and the past flashed by like a lantern at this moment. Looking back on her life, there were too many unwillingness and regrets, too much resentment and hatred.
But after meeting him, the hostility in my heart gradually subsided.
That night, that night. If you had kept him overnight, it would have been fine.
She slowly closed her eyes.
At this time, a figure silently appeared in the bedroom, wearing bright yellow boots, a gorgeous robe, and a cyan jade belt around his waist.
It is Yuanshi Tianzun impressively.
Kou Beiyue stared at the man in front of her in a daze, what filled her heart was not hope or joy, but grievance and sadness. It's like when a bullied child sees his parents, tears come out of his eyes.
The seventeen-year-old boy cried bitterly, his face was full of tears, and he choked up: "The good minister is dead, Tongtong is dead."
Zhang Yuanqing looked towards the living room and then to the next room, with a look of sadness in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm late."
Even though he had rushed over as fast as he could, he was still one step too late, and that slippery and timid little fat man had returned to the spirit realm. JrNovels.com
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