The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 1491: 0 people cut!
Light and shadow crossed Yuan Qinglian's side with Lu Jiuque's movements, and life and death passed by Yuan Qinglian's side again and again with Lu Jiuque's black knife. WWWW.SUIMENG.lā
The successive fears and shocks caused Yuan Qinglian's thin lips to open and close gently, as if they were whispering something. If you listen carefully, you can learn something.
"How is this possible...How is this possible..."
"How is this possible...It is absolutely impossible..."
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Yes!
How is this possible! !
Yuan Qinglian had already prepared thousands of Star Soul Masters, let them ambush here, just to kill Lu Jiuque!
These are thousands of star soul masters, and they are all high-level star soul masters above level five! !
Why in front of Lu Jiuque, he is weaker and more vulnerable than the paperless person? !
Is she dreaming? !
She must have not woken up from Lu Jiuque’s nightmare...
If it were not a dream, how could there be such a ridiculous, weird, and incredible scene? !
As the last corpse "dumped", Lu Jiuque finally stopped the killing. She was thin and thin, standing in such a pool of blood, a little lonely and a little gloomy.
It wasn't until she slowly turned her head and raised her eyes that didn't contain a hint of temperature to stare at Yuan Qinglian, that the latter finally recovered her consciousness.
"Guru..."
She swallowed subconsciously to relieve the throat that was a little hot from the fear.
She tried to control her legs, rubbing backwards, but she lost her strength and fell into the thick blood with a "puff".
The warm breath, sticky touch, and pungent fishy smell made her convulse like an electric shock.
The fear and screams trapped in the throat billowed out like a torrent of floods.
"Ahhhhh-Lu Jiuque! You are not a human at all! You are not a human at all! You are a devil!"
"Ah! Don't come! Lu Jiuque, don't come!"
"Damn it! Get out! Get out!"
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She was crying and shouting, crawling on her hands and feet and backing away. She was terrified, her exquisite and graceful body shook into chaff at this moment, which made her cry that was not very pleasing and unpleasant.
Lu Jiuque looked down at Yuan Qinglian like this, without a trace of expression, shook the long knife slightly, and walked towards her.
Yuan Qinglian doesn't know anything anymore at this time, she has only instinct left, the instinct to escape from the devil, Lu Jiuque, and the instinct to be afraid to demand life.
She turned around abruptly, trying to stand up and run away, but her legs were as soft as tofu~IndoMTL.com~ In desperation, she had no choice but to crawl forward tremblingly like a dog.
She didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control her tears.
Drop by drop, like a broken thread, a small gully rushed out on her blood-splattered face, which was ridiculous and sad.
"Uuuuu...Don't come over...uuu...Don't come over..."
"Woo...Lu Jiuque...Don't come here..."
……
She chanted over and over again, as if such a spell could prevent Lu Jiuque from approaching until she touched something.
At the moment of contact, Yuan Qinglian trembled fiercely, fearing that he might touch some corpse.
It’s just that this thing will tremble, and it’s temperature, so it’s clearly a living person!
Yuan Qinglian was overjoyed, she suddenly looked up, but saw a face she had almost forgotten...