The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 1070: The death of Ni and Zhang 3
"Papa--" He kicked Zhang Qianrou's face fiercely and pressed her down.
Mud and gravel filled her entire mouth, and the man was still running over her head, and said with extreme disgust: "You fellow, are you qualified to be called Miss Nine?"
"Mom*, shut up for me!"
"It is an insult to say this name from your mouth!"
……
There is a deep contempt in these people's voices, not to humiliate Zhang Qianrou, but to stating facts!
It's as if she really didn't even have the qualifications to say Lu Jiuque's name, Zhang Qianrou!
"Um, uh... not bad, this guy is still finished, hahaha, I didn't see it, he is 50 or 60 years old, right?"
"Tsk tusk, it's so cool! Hahaha! Hurry up and play, let me play when you are done!"
"What hurry!"
……
Not eligible?
Zhang Qianrou felt the movement that pushed her body's pain to the extreme, and she was in a trance.
Because even if the internal organs are shifting, even if the whole body is broken bones, even if it is pierced by a thousand arrows... these can't compare with the pain in her heart.
It was supposed to be the same as Lu Jiuque, who enjoyed the worship and admiration of everyone, why did she end up in such a field?
Her dignity was crushed into the mud, her pride was completely crushed to residue.
Her glorious future, her wealth and glory, her endless glory!
Everything is gone...
No more!
"Ah ah ah--"
She let out a heart-piercing scream, struggled frantically, and asked again and again in her mind.
Who is this person? !
This person is like the lowest slave. Who is the one who is being manipulated under him?
This is... what she looks like? !
No...
This is not her!
This is not her! !
No--
As soon as everyone rode on the two of them, *when the laughter continued, no one noticed the tears falling from the corner of Zhang Qianrou's eyes.
"Boom——"
An earth-shattering explosion sounded!
Blood fog swept out from the sky, whether it was Ni Shaoyao, Zhang Qianrou, or the people in the Four Realm Cities who rode on them and wanted to be fierce, all turned into fragments of flesh and blood. And the sigh of unsatisfaction, slowly filled.
The thick flowers in clusters are fascinating and blooming.
Life has reached the end at this moment, blooming the most charming splendor in the most cruel way.
But no one can see all this again.
Zhang Qianrou blew herself and the countless people who died in order to protect the Sijing City, like countless heroes buried here in the past, to sleep here.
……
"It's a pity..." A sigh sounded from the sky, and the speaker was Liang Ziyi who had gone and returned.
It seems that Liang Ziyi wants to save Zhang Qianrou.
Someone dismissed his lips and said, "Master, what's a pity, this person lost to Lu Jiuque, alchemy is not as powerful as Lu Jiuque, it is a defective product! If you must accept an apprentice, you should find Lu Jiuque !"
Liang Ziyi was angry, slapped the person on the head, and shouted angrily: "You know what a shit! Can someone like Lu Jiuque be your junior sister? Can you?! You want your master Don’t I have peace when I am old? You want to kill me!"
He can guarantee that wherever this Lu Jiuque goes, there will be a **** wind blown there, no matter how talented such a person is, he won't have to!
He is here for talent, not for trouble!