Leng Zhao couldn't bear to look away, but Leng Yantian flashed his eyes excitedly, and he squinted, as if he was thinking about where to start.

Jiujiu's eyes were closed, except for a slightly frowning brow and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, there was nothing unusual.

Blood in the coiling dragon ring, can clearly see the situation outside, when he saw the shameless human twisted Jiujiu's two arms, he stood up angrily, bloody eyes brewing murderous aura.

"Bloody, don't come out." Jiujiu felt the bloody rage and hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

Now that she has a dislocated arm and can't hold him, if Leng Yantian recognizes the identity of the bloody demon again and becomes greedy, how can she be good? No matter how powerful the demon knife is, it is only a weapon, and only when it is used by others can it reflect its own value.

Bloodslash naturally understands this truth, but he just can't hold back the anger in his chest, and his contractor actually has his arm removed in front of him, how can he not be heartbroken?

"I'm fine, it's just a dislocation, and I'll be able to go back in a while." Jiujiu broke out in a cold sweat, but he still comforted the great god in the space softly.

"Hmph, stinky girl, you still dare to kill the contract beast of the deity, say, what means did you use? It's just a mere first-order Dou King, how can he have the power to kill holy beasts? Leng Yantian remembered that his partner was lying miserably on the ground, so he couldn't help but ask, even he didn't have the ability to kill with one move.

Jiujiu snorted coldly, don't look over, she doesn't plan to have any communication with such a shameless person.

"Good! Good! Good! You have backbone, but what if you are arrogant? Can you resist the various criminal laws of the deity?! His chest rose and fell vigorously in the cold weather, and with a slight wave of his hand, the chains on Jiujiu's two wrists began to rise.

Jiujiu was sweating in pain, how could his already dislocated arm withstand such a strong pull? But Rao was in pain and wanted to smash the wall, but she didn't make a sound, her white teeth bit her rosy lower lip tightly, and after a while, blood-red blood flowed out of the corners of her mouth.

The chain pulled the two tiny wrists and began to rise, until the petite girl was suspended in the air in a large shape, and then stopped.

"Leng Zhao, bring the iron tongs to the deity." A trace of ruthlessness slipped through the cold old eyes, this stinky girl's mouth is really not ordinarily hard, and she has reached this kind of Cheng Dù, and she is still silent.

Leng Zhao hesitated for a moment, and finally walked out, and when he came in after a while, he was holding a pair of cold iron tongs in his hand.

Leng Yantian took the iron tongs, shook it in front of Jiujiu, and said threateningly: "Stinky girl, are you really going to tell the whereabouts of the divine beast?" If you don't do it again, be careful that your ten fingernails are not covered. ”

Jiujiu opened her eyes slowly, her black eyes were surging with monstrous bloodthirsty killing intent, she slowly opened her mouth, licked the blood on the side of her mouth with the tip of her red and glamorous tongue, and then said hoarsely: "Oh? Leng old thief, if you dare to move the old lady's finger today, the old lady will let your Leng family cut off children and grandchildren from now on! ”

Her cold voice exploded like a curse in the ears of the cold sky and the cold edict.

Those bloodthirsty and terrifying eyes stared at the old face in front of him, and Leng Yantian accidentally met Sen Ran's black eyes, so shocked that he almost threw out the iron tongs in his hand.