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Kimura Hoshitsuki's words undoubtedly fell like a bomb.

Qin Yang and the others' eyes instantly fixed on Qu Rou, while Ji Yan'er and several royal guards even took out magic weapons and looked at Qu Rou vigilantly.

"When did you give me a task, I haven't even met you in the Demon God Realm!"

Qu Rouxiu frowned and said coldly.

Kimura Xingyue raised a pair of moist and moving pupils, pursed her soft and beautiful lips, and smiled: "Okay, don't continue to pretend with them, today my Demon God Realm can successfully set foot in the Huaxia Immortal Realm, and it will also be counted as a credit to you, and after you go back, the deity will definitely recommend you to the Demon Emperor as a disciple." ”

"Fuck off, dare to provoke us!"

Seeing Qin Yang's suspicious eyes, Qu Rou bit her silver teeth and took out a sword and rushed towards Kimura Xingyue.

And Qin Yang and the others watched this scene from the sidelines.

Seriously, Qin Yang's feelings for Qu Rou are not very deep, and they are not even as good as Ying Zhiyue, but after all, the other party has helped him a lot several times, and it is impossible for him to be an internal ghost.

But Qu Rou's previous identity was Dongying's killer, and she had been brainwashed, which undoubtedly made her look weird.

Seeing Qu Rou raise his sword and stab at Kimura Xingyue, Qin Yang suddenly scolded himself. For the women around him, he should trust unconditionally, and he can't be suspicious because of the other party's words.

"Qu Rou, you're not her opponent, hurry back!"

Qin Yang's figure flashed and stopped in front of Qu Rou.

And at this moment, a strange red light suddenly appeared in Qu Rou's eyes, and the moment Qin Yang pounced, a strange magic trick was condensed with both hands, and it slammed heavily on Qin Yang's chest.

burst

Qin Yang was defenseless for a while, only to feel a heavy tank hit his chest, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and flew out upside down, shattering the stone behind him.

"Qin Yang!"

"Brother Qin Yang!"

“……”

When Forget Worry and the others saw this scene, their faces changed, and they hurriedly pounced.

Qin Yang coughed a few times, staggered to his feet, and suddenly a strange pattern rune on his chest emitted a dazzling light, and purple silk threads flowed, trapping him firmly in place, unable to move.

"Qu Rou, you"

Qin Yang looked up at Qu Rou in shock, very puzzled in his heart.

He didn't understand why the girl betrayed him, could it be that Qu Rou was really a pawn in the Demon God Realm ambushing him beside him, secretly poisoning Meng Yutong and them?

However, when he saw Qu Rou's eyes, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong.

At this moment, Qu Rou's eyes were empty, without any emotion, and her behavior was slightly stiff, like a puppet.

Could it be......

"Bastard!"

Seeing that his sweetheart was injured, his beautiful eyes were full of sorrow, and he slapped it towards Qu Rou with a palm, which contained ten percent of the strength, as if the void was trembling.

"Don't!"

Qin Yang hurriedly spoke, "She was controlled by that woman, not intentionally!"

As he spoke, his mind moved slightly, and he summoned the Heavenly God Armor given by the Great Prince before, and the majestic immortal power erupted wildly, and his body was covered with layers of golden shining armor, and the amazing momentum soared into the sky.

With a few cracking sounds, the purple silk lines that had originally trapped him broke apart, and Qin Yang hurriedly rushed towards Qu Rou.

It's a pity that it's still a step too late!

Although Forget Wu heard his voice and hurriedly withdrew her palm, the palm power that had been swung out still carried her five points of strength, which was obviously not resisted by Qu Rou, a monk who had not yet become an immortal.

Boom!

Qu Rou was like a kite with a broken string being flapped out, and a series of bones breaking came from her, and when her body fell to the ground, almost every bone in her body was crushed and broken by the palm of Forget Worry.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Qu Rou's mouth, her body trembled slightly, and her eyes regained their senses, but they couldn't move.

"Qu Rou!"

"Qu Rou, are you okay?"

Qin Yang rushed to her side, looking at the girl's seriously injured body, his heart was extremely painful, and he secretly hated that he found out too late, if he could see through the other party's conspiracy earlier, it would not have become what it is now.

"Right...... I'm sorry...... I just ...... Not just now...... Deliberately ......"

The girl's breath was weak, and her eyes gradually dimmed when she had regained her clarity.

"Don't talk yet!"

He pressed his warm palm against the girl's chest, frantically transmitting the ancient Buddha's Xuanmo qi, and under the effect of the Buddha's qi, he finally hung the girl's life.

Otherwise, just forgetting the palm of worry was enough to kill her.

"Lalala......"

Kimura Xingyue in the distance hummed a tune, carrying his hands behind his back, looking at Qu Rou's injury curiously like a little girl, shaking her head and saying, "It's so miserable, it really hurts to look at me." ”

As she spoke, she took out a delicate little puppet and stroked its head.

The puppet looked exactly the same as Qu Rou, with a soft halo all over it, like a little living person, but at the moment it was also covered with injuries, exactly the same as Qu Rou.

She waved the little puppet in her hand and said with a smile: "It is undeniable that your girl's attainments in puppet art are the most genius I have ever seen." It's a pity that you are too young and too tender to compare with us masters of thousands of years.

You left this puppet in the Demon God Realm and attached it to others, just to spy on the intelligence of the Demon God Realm. Hehe, this little trick, do you really think you can hide it from us?"

Qu Rou stared at her closely, her eyes full of hatred.

"Yo, I'm not dead after being slapped by the empress, it seems that this empress is not very good, so the deity has to give you a ride with his own hands?"

Kimura Xingyue threw the puppet in his hand on the ground, then lifted the petite jade foot, gently placed it on the puppet, and said with a smile, "The deity has tied this puppet to your life, and if you die, this puppet will be broken." By the same token, if this puppet is broken, then you ...... Bye-bye.

Goodbye, my little cutie. ”

Kimura Xingyue smiled and waved his hand, and stepped on the jade foot suddenly, only to see a click, and the puppet was directly trampled into pieces. Qin Yang wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

However, when the puppet puppet was trampled to pieces, Qu Rou did not die, she also held a puppet puppet in her hand, red with blood, emitting a soft light.

Qu Rou looked at Kimura Xingyue's eyes with a hint of mockery.

"Puppet transfer technique?" Kimura Xingyue was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but clapped his palms and exclaimed: "Amazing, you girl is simply a piece of jade, it's a pity to kill you, or you will continue to serve my demon god realm." ”

"Stinky woman!"

Because of the woman who hurt Qin Yang by mistake, she forgot the self-blame in her heart at this moment, especially when she saw the lack of beating on the other party's face, the anger in her heart exploded instantly.

The lotus step was light, the terrifying immortal power surrounded the body, the heaven and the earth changed color, and the whole space was shrouded in a strong killing intent.

"Hey, don't be angry, didn't you just play a trick on you, who made you lack intelligence? ”

Hoshizuki Kimura scoffed.

Hearing this, Forget your worries are even more annoyed.

Indeed, if you pay a little attention just now, you will find that Qu Rou is wrong, but it is a pity that Qin Yang was panicked when he saw him being attacked, and he was provoked by the other party.

"And ......"

Kimura Xingyue's words suddenly changed, revealing a strange smile, "And I've been playing with you for so long, haven't you noticed that the Chosen One is gone?"

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