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Chapter 77: Mother, I want more

He slowly pulled out the 'Snow Glaze' from his waist. In the dark night, the light on the Snow Glazed Sword was like a crescent moon, bright but not dazzling. It seemed to smell the movement of the monster, and the sword buzzed and glowed brightly.

, as if he was extremely excited after meeting a deeply hated enemy. When Yi Qingchen saw his sword, his heart suddenly moved: "Perhaps, this sword is already a magic weapon." Feng Yiying looked at her.

He glanced at him and said, "Just wait here, I'll get rid of them!" Yi Qingchen suddenly had an idea in her mind, and hurriedly grabbed him as he was about to fly up: "Wait a minute! I'll add some material to your sword.

." He took out a little cinnabar from his arms, drew a complicated symbol on the sword of 'Xue Liuli', and pasted a purple talisman on the hilt, and whispered: "The mother and son's fierce cover should be there.

Between their eyebrows, you try to stab them there." At this time, the guards had thrown several waves of hidden weapons. Their accuracy was excellent, and almost all the hidden weapons had hit the woman. There was a crackle like hail, but the woman

No matter what, he just looked down at his son. The child ate up the heart in three mouthfuls. He licked his scarlet lips and said in a milky voice: "Mother, I want more!"

Hehe smiled: "Okay! Good boy, you wait, mother will find you a steamed bun." She suddenly threw away the paper umbrella in her hand and slowly raised her head. Her long hair slowly parted from the middle, revealing

Here comes her face. When the guards saw her face, everyone gasped. Then, where is the face? The flesh and blood on her face seemed to be highly rotten and turned into a mess.

There was no discernible facial features at all, and there was a pungent and unpleasant smell. But there were two black ball-like things spinning around where they seemed to be eyes, emitting a cold light. The woman giggled, but her laughter was extremely pleasant.

, blowing the silver bell with the wind: "Next, which one of you will contribute a steamed bun?" The guards saw that she was not afraid of cutting with swords and axes, and her skills were extremely ghostly. When they heard what she said, they couldn't help but feel a little panicked.


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