The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor Chapter 505: Go back, Lu 9que

　　 The flames made Princess Furong too painful. She didn't want to lose her soul, so she could only use the last bet as a threat.

　　The flames offered by Lu Jiuque are the fire of Xiao’s life, which can devour the soul and burn the soul. Is it comparable to ordinary fire?

　　 She knew that the Lu family might still have some secrets in the hands of Princess Furong, but she really didn't like this perverted mother and daughter. Letting them live an extra second made her eyes hurt.

　　 "If you want to know anything, this lady will check it out by herself, so you'd better lose your soul..."

　　 Listening to Lu Jiuque's cold tone, watching the flame approaching a little bit, Princess Furong screamed constantly.

　　‘No...Lu Jiuque! ’

　　 She hates it!

　　 Why did Gouyu fail? Why would she have nothing in the end?

　　The **** person should be the daughter of that bitch, it should be Lu Jiuque, because it should be her!

　　 However, just as the flames of Xiao’s flame surrounded the Lord Furong, a hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and grabbed the Lord Furong’s throat.

　　 That hand, came from the deep abyss.

　　 is slender and white, with distinct joints, like a jade carving.

　　 But the nails on that hand are black, as dark as dyed with thick ink...

　　 At the moment this hand appeared, a thick ink-like color fainted under Lu Jiuque's feet.

　　 deep, rich, quiet...

　　 As if in a quiet place in the dark night, the enchanting ink lotus lying on the bank of the Styx River amazed Lu Jiuque's eyes.

　　 Everything around her quietly disappeared, only the rippling water waves that gradually reverberated like a river.

　　 Lu Jiuque saw that, Princess Furong was thrown into the black water by that hand. She struggled crazily in the waves, screamed screaming, and seemed to be dispelled.

　　 is not only Princess Furong, but in the underwater, there are Shao Qingrou, Luo Hong and those who died in this disaster.

　　 Their eyes are hollow, and their bodies are melting a little bit, turning into a drop of mist in the vast smoke.

　　 At the end, Princess Furong stared at Lu Jiuque's direction, exhausted all his last strength, and screamed.

　　‘Hahaha...Lu Jiuque...you will not end well...’

　　‘When I die...you will not die...the last time someone blocked the catastrophe for you...this time there will be no more! ! ’

　　‘Lu Jiuque...If you want to hate, hate your mother...Lu Jiuque...’

　　......

　　 disaster?

　　What disaster?

　　 Who blocked the catastrophe for her?

　　 A bad premonition suddenly appeared in Lu Jiuque's heart. He just wanted to get closer to ask, but the Lord Furong was already crushed in this piece of water like mud.

　　 Immediately afterwards, a vague voice rang intermittently in Lu Jiuque's ears.

　　‘Lu... Jiuque... Go back soon...’

　　 The call with a little bit of cold and indifferent air made Lu Jiuque tremble.

　　 go back?

　　 Where are you going back?

　　Who is talking to her?

　　 Lu Jiuque suddenly returned to his senses, only to realize that there was nothing around him.

　　 In the world of underworld, the hands as beautiful as white jade, and the emotional call, everything disappears like smoke.

　　 "Who are you? Where do you want me to go back?"

　　 Lu Jiuque couldn't help but asked, a pain suddenly came from his palm.

　　 She raised her eyes suddenly, but met the worried eyes of Emperor Shifang.

　　 "What's wrong?" He said solemnly, with deep concern.

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