Chapter 1939: The Last Battle (5)

What does it mean that everyone looks at each other?

Jimo's gaze fell on Yue Qingqing, and the bottom of her eyes shone brightly: "If the light girl doesn't return her fiancée below, I'm afraid she will never get married!" ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Yue Qingqing, and anger appeared in her eyes one after another.

"Light girl, you're too much, aren't you? Even the fiancée of the sacrificial lord should be placed under house arrest? ”

"What the hell are you trying to do? Even if we trample on us, do we even have to trample on the sacrificial adults? ”

"Aren't you afraid of becoming the public enemy of darkness?"

"If we don't hand over the fiancée of the priest today, we will make some trouble for you even if we die!"

……

When was Jimo's prestige so high?

Yue gently half-closed her eyes, and a cold glow flashed in her eyes.

She didn't speak, and Jimo didn't speak, but the smell of gunpowder at the scene was more sufficient.

It's not just about prestige anymore.

After another half, the first person began to move, and with the first came the second.

Feng Qingyi has been blocking in front of her, and one by one is flying.

However, he is already a Xuanshen powerhouse, and he can trample on people to death with any kick, not to mention, the more angry he gets, and basically a human life as soon as he makes a move.

The smell of blood is very irritating, and the more irritating it is when you are emotional.

Instead of retreating, those men became more and more violent.

Yue's eyelashes trembled, could it be that the bloody picture she saw before was not caused by Jimo, but by Feng Qingyi?

For her sake, and infinitely killing.

What will be the result?

"Qingyi!" Yue shouted softly.

Feng Qingyi did not react.

Yue's heart beat a little faster, and her hand fell on Feng Qingyi's shoulder.

Feng Qingyi immediately turned around and slapped at her.

The moon didn't move lightly, and the energy in her body poured into Feng Qingyi's body.

Feng Qingyi's body trembled, his eyes instantly became clear, and the hand that slapped over stopped suddenly, which happened to cover Yue Qing's face, startling him a lot: "Ah! Uncle Junior, I didn't mean to tease you! ”

With a wave of her sleeves, Yue erected a barrier to block those who rushed up frantically, then looked at Feng Qingyi and said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Not really!"

Yue lightly pointed to the bloody corpses around her, and said, "Is this still called nothing?" ”

"I killed these people? Uncle Junior, what are you kidding? How could I be such a simple and kind teenager as I do such a murderous thing! ”

"Shut up!" Yue snorted softly, and Feng Qingyi immediately closed her mouth tightly.

Her ears were quiet, and she began to think carefully about what had happened.

Since Feng Qingyi killed without consciousness, would these people also be sent to death without consciousness?

Yue stretched out her hand slightly, and immediately a person was brought to her by her.

The man looked hideous, stared at the front tightly, and kept waving his hands.

But ahead of him, there is no one!

Yue gently raised her hand and slapped him, but the pain didn't stop him.

"It's surprising that the light girl reacted so quickly!" Jimo sighed.

"You controlled them?" A cold glint flashed in Yue's slightly half-narrowed eyes.

"Yes!" Jimo generously admitted.

"Let them go!" Yue said softly and coldly.