Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 2979: I want to take Ye Qingluo to the Hell Mansion

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The self-confidence of the evil tyrant, so that he did not notice at all.

While he kept shooting evil knives.

The figure that swiftly swims among the blades of evil spirits, already carrying the burning anger, approaching him more and more...

The shape of the body will disappear.

Get closer gradually.

The evil tyrant who is unprepared and conceited to the extreme.

Naturally, I was hit.

For the evil tyrant’s trick...

As early as the 21st century, Ye Qingluo had been trained countless times by the old men of the Ye family, who changed their tricks.

In the face of the rain of bullets, she can pass through without changing her face.

What's more, it's just an evil tyrant of this level?

Although, in Ye Qingluo, using the last ultimate power of the Cangshui Ring, coupled with his own use of teleporting mystery and improved footwork, he quickly moved to the evil tyrant's side and hit these two moves.

The evil tyrant was also successfully wounded and saw blood.

But after all, it’s not the point that hurts.

Just after two mouthfuls of blood spurted out.

The evil tyrant wiped his lips, his face unchanged.

In contrast, the night is clear.

After hitting two strokes, the red current flowing throughout his body gradually dissipated.

The arrogance of the girl's whole body is also at this moment, as if it has been sucked away by something.

The slender body floats gently in the breeze.

He was pale, as if he would fall from the suspended mid-air at any time.

This pair of tricks.

It seems that the evil tyrant landed in embarrassment and was injured.

But in fact, the power consumed by Ye Qingluo is even greater.

"It's been a long time...it's been a long time since I smelled my own blood!"

The evil tyrant Jie Jie's cold voice sounded a little crazy.

His dry fingers rubbed his lips lightly.

The black evil is drenched.

The lips and the hands are extremely terrible.

The eyes that looked like a **** of death were also full of excitement, staring at Ye Qingluo for an instant.

He stuck his tongue out.

Swept the blood on the fingertips.

He laughed again.

The sound of laughter is extremely weird and crazy.

It makes people's hairs stand up.

"Little girl, you are very nice... I am more and more interested in you."

The cold tone, how to listen, how to permeate people.

Ye Qingluo clenched his five fingers tightly, there was no trace of temperature on his cold face, her eyes were dark, staring coldly at the evil tyrant.

Her breathing is a bit messy and heavy.

"I really want to ask the Lord of the Dark You Palace to ask you. If you bring it back to the Hell Mansion, those lunatics will definitely be willing to spend time on you..."

The evil tyrant grinned and stroked his chin.

The opening on his face and the blood-like red birthmark were constantly wriggling with his grin.

Vaguely, there is evil oozing.

Ye Qingluo's eyes darkened.

"Luo girl! Don't be foolish!" The old man Cang noticed Ye Qingluo's plan and immediately stopped him. "There is no lunatic in the **** mansion! And the strength is unpredictable, even the old man, I can’t detect his profound stage! If you were really taken to the Hell Palace by him, even if the Lord Emperor successfully solved the Gu, maybe...may not be able to bring you out of the Hell Palace safely!"

Old man Cang's impatience made Ye Qingluo's frowning tighter.

But she is still taut, her lips pursed.

The old man Cang continued to persuade: "This is the lower realm, and with your current physique, the power of the Cangshui ring, you can no longer drive... Qiqi and Chi Yan are not by your side, you are alone, relying on you The current strength is not his opponent!"