Strongest Eccentric Consort Chapter 1968: Qualifications?

"This person, can't die!" The elder of the tower looked at Lou Qianxue: "Other people, let you kill!"

"Oh?" Lou Qianxue raised her eyebrows coldly: "Is he more valuable than the second elder of the Holy Tower?"

She heard that there is no tower master in the holy tower, and the elders are respected. The second elder is equivalent to the second-in-command of the holy tower. He can die, but Zimukong can't?

Elder Santa said, "He's just an unimportant little person. Besides, there is no one among those who framed you!"

"Without him?" Lou Qianxue did not forget that in the Holy Land, Zi Mukong spoke up for provocation many times. Her beautiful eyes turned slightly and landed on Zimukong's body. Her red lips drew a sneering arc and asked: "Does the first elder value him so much because he has the inheritance of the orc race?"

Lou Qianxue told the matter mercilessly, the Santa Great Elder looked ugly, and everyone else remembered this, and looked at Zimukong nervously—they also didn’t want Zimukong to die .

Only Zimukong looked pale and looked at Lou Qianxue with incomparable fear. Everyone thought he was afraid that Lou Qianxue would kill him, but only he knew that what he was really afraid of was Lou Qianxue exposing him!

"It's just, I don't know how the elder can be sure that he got the inheritance of the orc race?" The Holy Tower has already succumbed. At this time, Lou Qianxue is also in the mood to say a few more words to them. A coquettish smile that was almost malicious: "Isn't your holy tower very good at searching for souls? You wanted to search for the top five in the battle of the Holy Son, so why didn't you search for the soul of this orc inheritor?"

Why not search?

Because Zimukong was mentally traumatized when he was in the beast sect, the tower has been waiting for him to recover, and he didn't even care about his inability to control the beast...

Yes, why did Lou Qianxue say that?

Could it be...

A trace of unease rose in the hearts of everyone in the Holy Tower!

Brush!

Santa Grand Elder's icy eyes suddenly looked at Zimukong.

Zi Mukong's heart shrank suddenly, and a trace of guilt flashed across his face.

The Great Elder stretched out his hand towards Zimukong—he wanted to search Zimukong's soul today to see if he was worth the price of the Holy Tower to protect him!

However—

Chong!

The brilliant golden light, from top to bottom, is extremely dazzling, with a sharp cutting power, instantly slashing towards Zimukong!

The elder of the tower was startled and quickly backed away...

Pfft!

Zi Mukong's entire body was slashed by a sharp golden light from the forehead down from the center of his forehead, and his whole body was split into two halves. But it has fallen to both sides...

Pfft!

Scarlet blood shot out slowly...

He broke into two halves and slammed into the ground from the void, turning into a puddle of flesh!

The room instantly fell silent!

The Holy Tower had already opened her mouth to protect herself, but Lou Qianxue did not even know how to inform, and started killing people without warning...

"You!" The elder of the tower was furious, his face turned blue and white, and suddenly...

Pfft-

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned paler.

Lou Qianxue looked at him sarcastically, and said coldly, "Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?"

She let the people who died, not even the Holy Tower!

"Or, what do you think is worth negotiating with you in your Santa?"

No!

Santa's strength is not as strong as her, and she can't suppress her at all. Now she is at a disadvantage and weak, and she has no right to negotiate conditions or say no!

The sadness of the weak - I didn't expect that one day, their holy tower will feel this deep despair and helplessness so clearly!