Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3694: Three inches below the umbilicus

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Knives and guns cannot enter, water and fire cannot invade, immortality is immortal.

It's not just the white dragon monster.

And the auctioneer.

Dead puppet...

So, her identity is really exposed.

However, what makes Ye Qingluo very curious is...

Why, those people will chase her, chasing to the boundary?

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

She couldn't guess this question.

The other party can only answer.

Ye Qingluo patted Qinglong's head lightly.

The blue dragon breathed out a dragon's breath, and his body suddenly dived down.

Domineering aura, oncoming.

People from all major forces quickly moved away when they sensed that the breath was approaching.

Everyone saw that the proud blue dragon leaned down slightly.

The arrogant dragon head was slowly bent down.

The girl smiled at the corner of her mouth and said "Thank you" towards Qinglong, then jumped and landed on the ground.

While the girl is standing on the ground.

The blue dragon, the blue light flashed suddenly.

The behemoth-like body instantly transformed into a height about the height of the building of the auction conference.

Step by step, follow the girl behind her.

The people around, unknowingly stepped aside.

Even the auctioneer, who was still lying on the ground laughing, subconsciously sat up and looked at her blankly.

Just a moment.

Ye Qingluo has walked up to the auctioneer.

Ye Qingluo stood still, her pink lips raised: "Give you two choices, either answer my question, or I will punch you until I answer my question."

Everyone heard the words, full of black lines.

Simple and rude.

Nothing wrong!

The auctioneer looked warily at the flame-devouring fan in Ye Qingluo's hand, his smile froze on his face.

He stepped back.

Ye Qingluo stepped forward and smiled: "I know your details, and I know your purpose, don't try to lie to me."

She approaches, moving her five fingers.

The flame-devouring fan reached the auctioneer's chin.

Then tilted his head, blinked innocently, and chuckled: "I even have a way to deal with you, don't question my words."

The auctioneer froze, staring down at the flame-devouring fan on his neck, his eyes glowing with viciousness.

"Who is your boss? What is the purpose of blocking everyone at the auction? All this... does it have anything to do with me here?"

When Ye Qingluo asked questions, there was still a smile between her eyebrows.

The words and tone that can be spit out.

The coldness of Du Sen is making people feel stunned.

The auctioneer, who had just been surrounded by dozens of people, dealt with various cruel methods, did not change his face, and had no mood swings. At this time, he showed a terrifying expression.

His pupils are wide and his neck is stiff.

"No answer? Then choose the second one?" Ye Qing bowed his eyebrows.

The palm moves.

The flame-devouring fan opened gently.

A Yanyan mysterious light flashed past the auctioneer's pupils.

"If you are touched by my flame-devouring fan...the parts of your body cannot be recovered." She chuckled, holding the hand of the flame-devouring fan, and slowly descended through the air.

The final frame was fixed three inches below the man’s umbilical cord.

She chuckles: "But, you shouldn't care, anyway...you're a dead person and don't know the pain, right?"

The auctioneer's face was completely pale.

Fuck!

Even if he is a dead man!

But, as the most important thing for a man, can't it be missing?

Hold a weapon and threaten the man's lifeblood!

Is this still a young girl?

Ye Qingluo has been paying attention to the emotional changes of the auctioneer.

Looking at the black face of the auctioneer for a moment.

She smiled even more: "All I want is the answers to these three questions."