1247. Borrowing the Corpse to Return the Soul 48
"Play!"
Lian Qiao clapped her hands immediately after watching Qingge. She was worried that Shangguan Yu would find a fake guy to fool her, but she didn't expect to kidnap this flying beauty. She had seen this person, one more than her.
A fairy who is tens of millions of times beautiful was very majestic at the time. She destroyed more than 2,000 soldiers by one person.
Now he is bound to the airs to death. The evil slander curled his lips and took out a hundred thousand taels of gold ticket and handed it over: "Shangguan Yu, I underestimate you!"
He could do anything he could do.
Shangguan Yu put away the gold ticket and snorted coldly: "Drinking her blood will definitely relieve the toxins in your body. It will be a matter of time before pregnancy is done!"
"If I want Su Mengdie, can you catch it?" Lian Qiao was no longer satisfied with the results she has obtained now.
"Do you know what a snake swallows an elephant insufficiency? You have nothing worthy of your deity for you!" After saying that, he walked out of the secret room. When he was about to give him the identity of the Nine Five Lords, he would not take it seriously.
Even if Su Mengdie was about to die, she would still die under his knife.
Lian Qiao changed her face in anger and knocked over the teacup on the table. Damn Shangguan Yu, who gave him the might of the power? I have never seen anyone so arrogant in front of her. If it weren't for being able to beat her, she would have value.
He had already been killed.
Take a deep breath, pat your heart and liver, don't get angry, and show a gentle smile again, turn around and look at the listless little beauty, pinch her jaw and forcefully lift it up, look left and right, and smack your tongue: "Tsk
Tsk, what a delicate little face? Look, what is the unparalleled world? What is the national beauty? Qingge, you are so beautiful. If I could have half of your temperament, how many men would have been fascinated?"
Qingge has been whipped to the point of being completely whipped, with a disheveled hair, a pale face as paper, and the blood marks on the white gauze skirt are eye-catching. Her unsightly eyes just stared at the ground, neither crying nor making a fuss, as if she had lost her soul's wings
An angel can endure the world's inability to endure, even if it is so tragic, there is no trembling at all.
It's like completely losing consciousness.
‘Bang!’ Lian Qiao slapped her hard.
Her little head slightly tilted, then turned back, and her cheeks quickly spread bruises, but she didn't even frown.
The secret room was chaotic, with horrifying torture tools everywhere, just like a glorious immortal who had fallen into the mortal world. Some ugly humans completely desecrated that purity and completely eclipsed.
Lian Qiao was very dissatisfied. She didn't believe that there were people in the world who were not afraid of pain. After an hour of beating, this woman could really not say anything, just like a dead thing, but she knew that she was in pain because of the forehead.
She was already covered in sweat, so there was no one she could not tame. What did torture people want the most?
It was the enemy's howling, crying bitterly, begging for mercy. If there were no such things, what was the point of torture? She asked her to scream in surprise and cried fiercely. The orchid fingers reached the top of her head, pulled out the golden hairpin, and she was full of charm and licked the tip of her tongue.
Licking the sharp end: "You scream, maybe beg for mercy, I will make you die happily. I heard that you love Su Mengdie very much? You are so naive. In this world, your feelings are not recognized by others.
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Qingge was still indifferent, and Kongtong's eyes were like a quiet windless grassland, so calm and without any turbulence.
Lian Qiao was so angry that she raised her hand and stabbed the hairpin into her chest fiercely. It was the most vulnerable place for a woman.
What's scary is that Qingge still has no movement, as if he has lost his life, and his full forehead sweat is even worse, just like the other person scratched her itch, when there was a place that hurts even if he was alive.
What's the point of digging your eyes? The pain in your heart has exceeded thousands of times, and you think of everything in Xianyun Valley in your mind.
It was Zhou Mengdie kissing her. What a beautiful scene that Manzhu Shahua everywhere? It will never be forgotten.
Chapter completed!