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Chapter 663: Catastrophe (35)

There were not many people here at first. Apart from a group of expressionless puppets who were slowly following ten meters behind Qian Xin, the only one wearing black clothes was Mu Jiu.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at Mu Jiu and sneered: "Sooner or later you will regret what you said."

Qianxin continued to walk forward and said, "Is that so? That's nothing. I'm given endless energy. If you want me to regret it, you should also see what you are. Even as a toy, you

Not qualified, what do you think you can do to me? I am too lazy to touch you now, so you don’t want to have a conflict with Minghe. I know you are of use to Minghe, but I don’t dare to kill you. Besides, I’m in a good mood today.

I'm too lazy to kill you something worse than a bed bug, so as not to get dirty my hands and I can't eat when I go back."

The Emperor of Heaven's expression began to twist. He held the golden box and said, "Since that's the case, I guess you won't care if I'm crushing the crystal of Lianjia now."

Akaxin said: "Please give me some advice."[

The Emperor of Heaven really squeezed the gold box hard, not knowing what was pouring into it.

Qianxin just said it casually, but suddenly, the Emperor of Heaven's hand disappeared out of thin air. The broken wrist that had lost its hand was neat and smooth, and even the blood began to rush out after a while.

"You..." Emperor Tian looked at Qianxin, his eyes wide open, and his eyes seemed to be about to pop out.

Qianxin held the golden box in his hand. He looked at the golden box with disappointed eyes and said, "Lianjia, Lianjia, you are always so unsuccessful, and in the end you always ask me to save you. If it were you

Without me, I, I’m afraid you’ll die a long time ago. It’s really a shame among us.”

The Emperor of Heaven had already reacted at this time. With his cultivation level, he could instantly reborn his hands, but he tried countless times, not only did he not reborn and could not even stop bleeding.

Feng Zhuoxi and the others also realized that something was wrong at this time. Zhan Yifei, who had been standing in the corner without saying anything, leaning over at this time, wanting to help the Emperor of Heaven to heal.

But no matter what method is used, the Emperor of Heaven's broken wrist was still bleeding, as if he was about to radiate the blood in his body. His already blue-white face turned pale at this time, and his eyes were also revealed.

A hint of fear comes.

Qianxin suddenly turned around and smiled: "What are you afraid of? I thought you had a deal with Minghe, and he would save you. What's the use of being afraid now? This is to teach you a little lesson.

Do you know what it means to overestimate yourself? Do you think you are qualified to enter us by your own means? Even if it is..."

Qianxin paused for a moment and continued, "Besides, that person is no longer here. From now on, I have the final say in everything in this world. But, I feel so boring, everything is so boring."

Emperor Tian gritted his teeth and said, "You have the final say? Lord Minghe will not let you go."

"Yes, there is only one location. Minghe wants it, I want it too, but Minghe is not as good as me. Minghe also knows this, otherwise he wouldn't even think about using a bed bug like you."

Qianxin looked at the Emperor of Heaven with disgust, turned his head and said to Feng Zhuoxi, "Toys, let's go. I'll take you to a good place."
Chapter completed!
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