Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 1803: Ko Qingsong

Lou Qianxue's thick and long eyelashes sag slightly, and her fair and delicate face is cold, beautiful and refined.

She stepped over the black eagle corpse on the ground and walked forward step by step.

The white dress automatically dances without wind, making her like a white butterfly.

A trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the man whose mental power was frantically suppressing Lou Qianxue in the dark.

"This woman is more powerful than I thought."

On his handsome face, the eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, showing a trace of displeasure, and he quickly let go: "Even so, he can't be my opponent."

He stepped out.

Lou Qianxue's footsteps stopped at an unknown time.

"Your senses are very sensitive, and it seems that your mental strength is not low." The young man dressed in the santa costume, with the arrogance in his bones, said slowly to Lou Qianxue.

Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows, her sea of ​​consciousness surging, and she had already let her know the appearance of the other party.

That's a strange face, this is a strange person.

"Do you want Holy Luck?" This was the only reason Lou Qianxue could come up with. In the battle for the Son of God, the victor could take the Holy Luck of the defeated and make it his own.

She has no grudges and no grudges against the other party. Except for the Holy Fate, she can't think of any reason for the other party to take action.

"No." The young man in the tower raised his chin slightly, and said disdainfully, "You have a little bit of luck, do you think I'm good at it?"

Actually, Lou Qianxue has a lot of holy fortunes. She turned around and looked at the disciples of the Holy Pagoda with her cold and beautiful eyes: "I heard that the disciples of the Holy Pagoda have a high level of cultivation and are very powerful. I also want to see them. But before that, I still want to know—why?"

She and Santa have no grievances.

"Humph!" The young man from Santa snorted coldly, his face twisted for a moment, very hideous: "You owe me an arm!"

"Ridiculous." Lou Qianxue's eyes fell on the man's arms. He had healthy arms, how could she owe him an arm?

"Before the battle of the Holy Son, someone killed my junior brother, injured my arm, and broke my arm for you. If this revenge is not repaid, I feel uneasy... Don't blame me for angering you, because All this is because of you, if you want to blame it, you should blame the man, don't meddle in his own business!"

Between Lightning and Flint.

Lou Qianxue remembered the destroyed invitation letter from Tantai Yuan before the battle for the Holy Son, and the flames at the top of the holy tower at that time.

Yes, it must have been these people at that time. How they commented on her was known by Tantaiyuan. For her, Tantaiyuan killed this person's junior brother and injured this person's arm. Therefore, there will be today's situation. A scene...

After knowing the cause and effect, Lou Qianxue's brows and eyes widened and smiled, "So it is."

There is no trace of panic, fear, or timidity on the beautiful little face in the expression - this is a little different from what the disciples of the Holy Tower imagined.

"Can I ask you another question?" Lou Qianxue asked, "What's your name?"

"Ke Qingsong!" After the disciple of the Holy Tower announced his name, his brows were wrinkled, his patience gradually disappeared, and he was already thinking about whether to directly crush Lou Qianxue...

"Ke Qingsong, right?" Lou Qianxue nodded at the same time...

Brush!

Ujin Meteorite, suddenly appeared.

"Since Tantai has taken your arm, then there is no need for your arm to exist anymore."

Next moment!

Boom!

A powerful force suddenly exploded.

Whoosh!

The bright sword light, like the thunder and lightning in the night, disappeared in a flash...

Chong!

Sacred Pagoda disciple Ke Qingsong did not expect that in the face of a Sacred Pagoda disciple like him, Lou Qianxue not only did not retreat, but even dared to take action before him?