Super Dragon Evolution Chapter 1123: Old Demon Fairy Team, the group is destroyed?

When Rabbitya General Affairs Shi Taisong saw Wen Zilong and the others were **** with five flowers and the knife was on his neck, he was completely black and almost fell to the ground.

For now, Wen Zilong is a big tree of their rabbit teeth.

They must hold the big tree Wen Zilong tightly and not let go.

And now, this big tree is about to fall suddenly.

A month ago, their rabbit teeth almost fell off the cliff.

Wen Zilong pulled them up.

But now, before they can stand up, they are about to fall off the cliff again.

God, are you kidding me?

He slumped directly on the sofa, feeling a little collapsed.

At this time, his star brain sounded a beep.

He took it over and took a look, somewhat surprised.

Because the avatar shown above is actually that of Wen Zilong.

Didn't Wen Zilong get captured?

With doubts, he connected to the communication.

Soon, Wen Zilong's projection was displayed.

I saw Wen Zilong at this time, lying comfortably on the recliner, looking leisurely.

"Brother Wen, you..."

Shi Taisong was so surprised that he didn't call Wen little brother anymore.

Wen Zi Long Dao:

"Hey, what is the name of Brother Wen, Brother Long... Brother Long seems to be wrong. You can just call me Little Brother Wen."

Shi Taisong looked at the live broadcast and found that Wen Zilong had indeed been controlled.

Look at Wen Zilong who communicated with himself again, wondering:

"Brother Wen, is this some kind of clone technique? Didn't the clone technique have been lost more than fifty thousand years ago?"

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

"I won’t tell you this for now. Now you put our Lao Moxian’s live broadcast room to the most prominent position on the homepage. With the influence of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, this is a free advertisement. If you don’t catch this Isn’t this a pity?"

Shi Taisong nodded:

"I just thought that your old demon fairy is really going to be destroyed by the group, so I am not in the mood and have no time to make arrangements. Now that I know you are okay, then I can rest assured. I will make arrangements now."

Since Wen Zilong is okay, everything is easy.

This time, the Fallen Leaf Sword faction is going to broadcast revenge. For Rabbitya, it is absolutely an excellent opportunity.

Soon, Tuya Live will put Lao Moxian’s live room on the homepage.

At the same time, in the inn where Wen Zilong lived.

He is watching the live broadcast.

In the picture, even though Brother Urinating has turned pale, he still maintains his funny live broadcast style.

"Lao Tie, brothers and sisters. Everyone, please see, the one over there looks very beautiful, dressed in white, is the wife of the former head of the Fallen Sword Sect and the current head of Wang Qianqian."

"As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, you have to be filial. This filial attire shows Wang Qianqian's beauty to the fullest. If I can live and find a girlfriend, I will definitely make her wear a filial attire all day long. Swaying in front of me."

At this moment, the elder of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect next to him glared at Brother Frequent Urination.

Brother frequent urination shrinks his neck quickly and said:

"Just kidding. After all, this is probably the last live broadcast of my life. Of course, I want to show the most beautiful side of me to the audience. Although I am scared to death, I can’t show it on the surface. This is My confession of frequent urination."

Even the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect were served.

This guy is so impoverished that he can still be so poor.

Soon, Wang Qianqian, the leader of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, said:

"Kill the unimportant guy first."

A disciple of the Fallen Leaf Sword School was about to put a big sword in front of the little anchor before.

After that, without a second word, he cut it off.

哧——

Blood splattered.

Of course, Yalong's vitality is very strong.

Even if the head is chopped off, it is difficult to die immediately.

At this moment, Wen Zilong, who had not spoken much, moved.

On top of his head, a black sickle appeared, passing directly over the little anchor.

The little anchor's only 2,000 health points were taken away.

At the same time, a black scroll emerged, taking away his soul.

The disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect at the scene were all amazed.

Wen Zilong, the black sickle and black scroll, they have seen before.

Wen Zilong used these two things when killing their boss.

It is strange that he actually helped the Luoyejian sent disciples to kill his own men?

What is this?

Wang Qianqian was also slightly taken aback.

He thought about 10,000 cases of Wen Zilong resisting, but he didn't expect that not only did he not resist at all, he also helped Luoyejian send his disciples to kill his own men.

At the same time, the barrage in the live broadcast room was also surprised.

"Huh? You kill yourself?"

"Is he scared crazy?"

"Do you want to get Wang Qianqian's favor in this way and spare him?"

"This is too shameless, right?"

Of course, some people argued for Wen Zilong.

"Obviously, the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect kills his subordinates and they can't die with a single blow. But it will be very painful. The Fallen Sword Sect will definitely not let them die so easily. He wants to make his subordinates suffer less pain. It ended the subordinates."

"Really a good boss."

"That is the boss of someone else's family."

Wang Qianqian obviously realized this too.

He sneered and said:

"Pull the other one out and kill! This time I am optimistic about Wen Zilong. Don't let him shoot again."

"Yes!"

The two disciples pulled out another small anchor.

However, before they could move, Wen Zilong had already made another move.

Reaper's sickle directly took away the little anchor.

At the same time, the evil spirit scroll also collected the soul of the little anchor.

Wang Qianqian was furious immediately:

"Elder, be optimistic about whether he can do it!"

The elder hurriedly responded: "Yes, yes."

Speaking, directly took out a soul-suppressing nail.

Use energy to drive the soul-suppressing nail into the back of Wen Zilong's head.

Wen Zilong stopped moving.

Next, Wang Qianqian ordered someone to pull San out.

"Elder, give me a knife and cut his flesh. You can't let him die within ten minutes."

"Yes."

The Grand Elder responded and ordered someone to bring a knife.

Started to scratch San's body.

"Ah--"

After the stab, a blood port over a foot long appeared on San's arm.

Next, the second cut, the third cut.

In the entire huge square, there were tens of thousands of disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, but there was no sound.

Only heard three screams.

My frequent urination has white lips.

"This...this...what else can I say about frequent urination? I can only say..."

The last few words didn't dare to say aloud, only the mouth shape.

On the barrage, there are all four words.

"Inhumane."

"He was talking about cruelty."

"In front of so many disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, I dare not speak out. Otherwise, he will only die more miserably later."

"It is really cruel and inhuman."