The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 1001: 4 Difficulties of the City 9

Gu Nuo saw Wuma Zhaoxia slowly standing up, her face was full of blood and tears, her expression was sluggish, her eyes were dark, and she had obviously fallen into an inextricable obstacle.

He sighed, and took the initiative to back up, pushing all the way to the edge of the water.

In the past, even if someone passed by the waters, they would only think that this is just a barren ruin that no one cares about.

But in fact, even with the terrifying shock, this water area was not affected at all.

Here is the secret of the four-level city!

Wuma Zhaoxia took off her cloak. Since she personally killed the Wuma Sword, she has continued to live as the Wuma Sword, just to fulfill the Wuma Sword's last wish and continue to protect this place...

She doesn't have great strength, and she doesn't have the invincible swordsmanship. She is just the most ordinary woman, but she is given such a mission...

It's not because of anything else, but because of the blood flowing through her.

The blood that once made her proud, but later hated to destroy it...

The vines in mid-air exudes surplus jade, a breath of vitality.

If the ancient remains of the Four Realms City remain unbroken, this shining human city will continue to last for a hundred, thousand years... or even longer...

Now, it is going to fall!

This sanctuary that has been praised by countless people is finally about to fall!

Wuma Zhaoxia's heart suddenly felt sickly pleasure, which entangled her like algae, spreading rapidly!

She suddenly raised her hand, and under Cunuo's stunned gaze, she inserted her left hand into her chest cruelly.

Cournot swears!

He has absolutely no dizziness, Wuma Zhaoxia's hands have completely submerged into her abdomen...

Immediately afterwards, Wuma Zhaoxia laughed and drew a long sword from her body!

"Ah--"

"Zhengzheng——"

The long sword is out of its sheath!

Along with the woman's painful screams, there was a wind rising from the ground in the Four Realm City!

This wind, like rolling from an infinite land, is frantic, icy, and tyrannical, rolling up the water in the entire waters and reaching the sky--

Wuma Zhaoxia stood in the center of the waterspout and the wind, her hair flying like a demon, her eyes kept sinking, and she was ashamed of death.

She trembled and raised her long sword. In the middle of a scene of destruction, she looked so small and so pathetic.

And the blade of the long sword in her hand, under the aquamarine brilliance that enveloped Sijing City, shone with a cold glow.

Looking at the simple and generous Kuiwen on the entangled sword, Wuma Zhaoxia cracked her teeth and laughed. The blood and tears from her eyes stained her clothes, and she tried her best to roar!

"Destroy it! Everything that shouldn't exist—"

The rage fell down like broken gold and cracked silk~IndoMTL.com~ She used all her life to stab a long sword into her abdomen!

"Puff--"

The blade penetrated, the red mist shot, and the blade shook!

The color of blood light diffused, and the long sword was one by one, like a living thing. As Wuma Chaoxia's life passed, the pain was crying.

"Zhengzhengzheng——"

It wanted to break free from Wuma Zhaoxia's control, but she was firmly grasped by her.

"Get up and die--"

She laughed, stern and sad, like crazy.

But her movement of stroking the hilt of the sword was so gentle, until the last gleam of light under her eyes gradually disappeared, and she did not let go.

Although she hates and resents, this is her destiny...