The emperor is too clingy, and the reborn devil queen only thinks that she is beautiful and strong.

Chapter 93: Killing
No matter how cold and ruthless Kuang Fantian is, no matter how cold and ruthless she is, Qiu Qingyan, she wants to tear him into pieces, now is not the best time.

At least until she erases the mental imprints of both of them.

Qiu Qingyan crawled toward Kuang Fantian with difficulty, the knife still inserted horizontally in her body, making every movement she made extremely heavy. Every time he moves, his internal organs are in pain, damn Kuang Brahma!

Finally, hold his ankle.

The next moment, Qiu Qingyan's soul appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qiu Qingyan was dumbfounded as she looked at the furious waves rolling in front of her, the rolling thunder falling from the top of her head, and then looking at the white tiger, a mythical beast that shouldn't have appeared here.

What the hell is this place?

A lazy voice sounded from behind: "You are indeed not dead. You came just in time to save me from going out and taking action."

Anyone else? !

Qiu Qingyan turned around to attack, but was easily stopped by the sickle with a cold blue light. This was the life-long effort of her father, City Lord Qiu!

Even here? !
This cold world-weary face, this pair of coquettish and smart purple eyes that see through the world, this simple and solemn flower on the other side of the forehead, this is the enemy in her nightmares who wants to be divided into five parts -

"Bai! Li!"

Wu Chang and Bai Li are actually the same person!

Bai Li is not at all the cute girl on campus who is ignorant of worldly affairs, a little smart, and was carefully cared for by her teachers. But a bloodthirsty, ruthless, cold-hearted demon! She carried countless lives on her body!
Bai Li showed an evil smile: "I should be called master, don't you think so, Nana?"

Qiu Qingyan: "...Bah! Don't even think about it!"

Upon discovering Qiu Qingyan, Kuang Fantian seemed to be grasping at the straw of survival and shouted with all his strength: "Save me! I am your master! Save me quickly!"

The slave brand flashed, and Qiu Qingyan had to obey.

The palm wind containing the full power of the blue-level monk went straight to Xiaoxiao. Only by killing this crazy white tiger could Kuang Fantian be saved.

But the attack stopped half a foot away from Xiaoxiao. The seawater seemed to have become spiritual and spontaneously built a wall of water. No matter how hard she tried, she could not move forward even half a step.

what happened?

"If you hurt me, you may not have to die. Are you tired of living with people who hurt me?"

Every character is like a sharp arrow, one word after another, piercing Qiu Qingyan's heart.

The chill spread from her heart to her five veins, and she couldn't move.

The dignified blue-level master was unable to resist. He was like a piece of cotton stuck in place, allowing others to knead and trample on him.

What kind of monster is Bai Li? !

Qiu Qingyan later realized that she was scared. She had a vague feeling that Bai Li's identity was not simple, and even surpassed the saint son and saint girl of the Wu clan, reaching a point where she could not look up to him.

She was dead.

Bai Li's slender jade fingers gently brushed Qiu Qingyan's face.

Qiu Qingyan felt that it was a sharp dagger patiently looking for a breakthrough to kill with one strike.

You must die, but you don’t know when you will die. Every breath you take is a long torment.

Qiu Qingyan collapsed: "Kill me..."

as you wish.

Bai Li's hand stopped on Qiu Qingyan's head, and he silently recited the soul-searching spell. Since you want to die, you should die well and spit out everything you know, so that your life will not be wasted.

Qiu Qingyan's body slowly faded away, and her soul turned into specks of light, dissipated in the sea water, and became the nourishment of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The hope in Kuang Fantian's eyes completely turned into despair.

Even the blue-level masters are vulnerable, so what does he mean if he is only an orange-level master?
Cultivation is to reach the top of the heaven, live as long as the sun and the moon, and not be restricted by all things. But what did he get now? His family was broken up, his family was betrayed and separated from his family, and the mythical beast that yearned for him only wanted to kill him.

Bai Li sneered: "You don't care about anyone's life or death, why do you expect Xiaoxiao to care about you?"

Since you kill people, you must be aware of being killed in the future. Even if there is no Xiaoxiao, there will be Qiu Qingyan, and there will be more people hurt by his ruthlessness.

Kuang Fantian suddenly smiled: "Bai Li, we are the same kind of people. What you say today will one day fall on you."

It is really an unforgivable sin to curse my sister when she is about to die!
Xiaoxiao bit Kuang Fantian's neck in one bite, and his soul was shattered, drifting away in the sea breeze, and disappeared completely. it's over.

The little leopard's revenge was finally avenged.

Xiaoxiao turned back into a chubby little girl and threw herself into Bai Li's arms.

"Sister, I feel so uncomfortable and want to cry."

Revenge was not as hearty as she imagined, and the Clouded Leopard was still dead and would never come back. Even if he whipped Kuang Brahma countless times, it was of no use.

Bai Li knelt down and hugged Xiaoxiao, gently stroking the little knot on her head. Some pain cannot be eliminated with words. Her Xiaoxiao is very strong and has not been blinded by hatred and reduced to a killing machine.

"Cry if you want to. You don't have to pretend to be strong in front of your family."

What she can do is to stay down to earth and become stronger, and protect the people she loves from being hurt again.

The sea of ​​consciousness returned to calm, bringing a successful end to a farce. After Xiaoxiao relaxed and fell asleep after crying, Bai Li gently kissed her tender face goodbye and left the space of consciousness.

It was already a mess outside.

The souls of Kuang Fantian and Qiu Qingyan were shattered. Their last hatred was received by the blood puppets and turned into endless and crazy attacks. All the attacks came towards her...

"Gan, there are so many. Wuchang, did you dig their ancestral graves during your lifetime?"

A man dressed in red stood between the blood puppet and her, with his heavy sword across the mountain, intercepting all attacks for her.

It's Makino.

Fortunately, someone was guarding her, otherwise the blood puppet would have torn her body apart when her soul wandered away. In the distance, there are righteous soldiers flying crossbows to assist, shooting down the fish that slip through the net under the sword.

He didn't expect that there would be someone willing to risk his life to protect him.

Thank you.

That's it for now.

She walked the rest of the way by herself.

She will kill anyone who wants to kill her.

Bai Li picked up Makino's shoulders and threw him forcefully.

Makino suddenly jumped into the air with four claws: "?"

Are you crazy?
Does he want to fight against the entire army of blood puppets with his own strength?

In the midst of the overwhelming puppet sect, a black figure rose from the sky, holding a blood-drinking crescent moon sickle. Even if there is no wind, the black hair is floating faintly, and there are words in the mouth.

"The wind drives the mud, the cranes lead the clouds, and thousands of thunders!"

Three lines of text automatically appeared in his mind. Bai Li's body moved according to his heart, raising his hand high and nagging the sickle, letting the thunder element wander and gallop in his body. From head to toe, every part of the skin bursts with "sizzling" purple electricity, and the numbing touch seems to open the door to a new world.

Bai Li pointed downwards, it was time to clean up the mess.

"break!"

Under the command of the sickle hook, thousands of sky thunders struck down fiercely, hitting the blood puppet without exception.

The thunder element is the most pure and powerful element of the sun, and is the natural enemy of dirty things. The puppet's skin and flesh were ripped apart by the electricity, and its body and dirty blood were turned into a pile of scorched earth, with not even ashes left.

One blow, a sure kill.

Everyone was stunned, and the emotion of surviving the disaster surged into their hearts. When they looked at the black-clothed young man hovering in mid-air, they felt as if they were looking up to a god.

Only Dan Yuzhou was eating melon seeds without changing his expression.

When lightning strikes, everyone will take a detour when they meet him. Although this guy is the closest, he is the neatest guy in the crowd. There is no way, who made his little Li'er have mysophobia.

Hey, it seems like little Li'er's face is dirty!
Everyone was still crying bitterly, but they saw a dark shadow coming in, picking up Master Wu Chang and running away in front of everyone.

Is this... a flower picker?

(End of this chapter)