The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 1720: Are you in a bad mood?

"Cough cough...this, do you want to see it?" Lu Jiuque said, taking out the extra Blast Pill like Xianbao, "Broken Star has been restored, he is now going to advance, etc. When he comes back, we can set off to the Blue Sea Shark Race."

Di Shifang raised her eyebrows and looked at her cautiously to please her. Some wanted to laugh, but she held it back, and said leisurely: "You have nothing else to say?"

"No..." Lu Jiuque could instinctively want to deny it, and immediately changed his mouth as soon as he met Emperor Shifang's unangry gaze, "Ahem, there is nothing, of course there is something to say...this, uh , I killed Xue Xin."

Di Shifang nodded faintly, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Lu Jiuque's doing this. In his opinion, whether Lu Jiuque murdered people or set fire, it was "right", everything What she wants to do, what she wants, is "right".

This petting "child" is really overwhelming.

"Then... Then I used Tao Shun's identity to steal Xue Xin's arm... I refinished the prosthesis for Daxiang, so Xue Xin's father would come to me to seek revenge..." /

"It doesn't matter, I just killed her father."

"..." Isn't this the point at all? !

"Well, maybe I should kill the rest of the bloodblade, so that no one dares to trouble you later."

"..." Listen, this is simply, this domineering, there is really no one except the big devil.

"What else?"

"This...when I was helping the broken star heal, I met people from the Kyushu Danmeng. They wanted Xiaoxiao. This may cause follow-up trouble."

"Jiuzhou Danmeng?" Di Shifang finally frowned slightly, and when he said it, he almost made Lu Jiuque fall from his chair and sit down. "There are too many of them to kill them all at once. It's easy, maybe some means can be used..."

"Stop!" Lu Jiuque stood up from his chair, and reached out his hand to cover the mouth of Emperor Shifang. After a long time stunned like a ghost, he said suspiciously, "Big Devil, are you in a bad mood today?"

Otherwise, how come you just want to kill the eighteenth generations of your ancestors, so there is no room for negotiation at all?

Di Shifang felt that the delicate little hand covering his lips, there was still a trace of blood on it, but more of it was the clear breath that made him admire deeply. He slowly closed his eyes, trying to calm down The restlessness in the heart.

At the moment he felt her injury, he really wanted to wipe out all the people involved, including the people in Qingbo City.

But he knew that she would not agree and would not be happy, so he endured it.

However, every time he thinks of her injury, the deep killing and tyranny in his heart revives, and it is larger, deeper, and more uncontrollable than before.

If you want to become an indomitable powerhouse, it is impossible without hardening or tempering, but even if he has realized his consciousness, he still can't help the anxiety.

He doesn't know how long he can wait for her to grow up, how long can he watch her work hard, how much he wants to protect her desperately, avoid her sufferings and hardships, and let her be happy and happy all her life...

But he can't break her wings with his own hands. She should have a higher, farther and greater sky and world.

So he is getting more and more entangled, and his heart feels like being sawed by something every moment.

Jiu'er...his little Jiu'er...you have to get stronger, hurry up...