Chapter 1095: The Contest Between Women 8

At this time, Jiang Nanlei suddenly saw an extremely terrifying scene, which made her couldn't help but be frightened and let out an exclamation.

One by one, the skulls wrapped in a faint layer of turquoise light flew towards her!

"Jiang Nanlei, give me back my life!" A skull said.

"Jiang Nanlei, you made me into wheat nourishment, and returned my life!" A skull flew towards Jiang Nanlei as he spoke, and opened his mouth viciously, as if he wanted to bite off a piece of meat from Jiang Nanlei's face before he was willing.

Jiang Nanlei's face turned pale with fright, and she took a few steps backwards one after another.

Unexpectedly, a skull grazed the side of her face: "Jiang Nanlei, why did you want to slaughter more than 100 members of my Li family!" ”

"Jiang Nanlei, kill people to pay off debts and pay money, pay back my life!"

There were more and more voices like this, buzzing in Jiang Nanlei's ears, making her almost collapse!

However, she was not deterred, but became more and more ruthless: "Okay, enough! You're not done yet! Be! I'll admit it, I killed you all! So many of you want me Jiang Nanlei to pay for my life. It's a pity I only have one life! Who are you asking me to pay for?! ”

"So, I can't die, it's you who should be damned! You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die! ”

Seeing her hysterical and shouting frantically with a twisted face, the four of them, Lao Xue, Lao Qin, and Lao Dong Lao Lu couldn't help but exchange glances with each other.

I'm afraid Jiang Nanlei is really crazy.

Of course, compared to the crazy Jiang Nanlei, what surprised them even more was Feng Jiao.

They didn't expect at all that this little girl, who was not yet seventeen years old, was not a genius girl from a certain immortal cultivation family. She's just a little cook.

But this ordinary-looking little chef has actually fused four different fires!

This made them see the possibility of winning in this battle with Jiang Nanlei in a few moments.

Of course, Feng Jiao is too far behind Jiang Nanlei.

Her chances of winning are still very slim, but it is enough for them to breathe a sigh of relief and put back the heart that was originally raised in their throats.

Feng Jiao's Qingqiu Fox Fire, in addition to the characteristics of the different fire itself, also has a special effect.

That is, to be able to create illusions that look very realistic.

Moreover, if the targeted person's state of mind is more unstable, the more realistic the illusion she sees.

Feng Jiao looked at Jiang Nanlei, who was being pressed step by step by the skulls of those burning green ghost fires, and the corners of her lips outlined a shallow arc.

As the saying goes, there are gods three feet above your head.

Many things are being done and the sky is watching. Those who do many evils do not fail to report that the time has not come.

Even if the retribution given by God does not arrive, there will be people like her, Ling Yuan, and Xue Yan who will stand up and seek justice for the souls of those who died in vain at the hands of wicked people like Jiang Nanlei.

She was thinking like this in her heart, when she heard the voice of the colorful gourd vine fairy plant spirit coming from the space: "Little girl, that femme fatale is so bad, even this king thinks she is simply damned!" Do you want to make that femme fatale's illusion even more violent? ”

At this point, a slight smile was cast in his voice, and he said in an accentuated tone: "It's the kind of violence that can drive people crazy." ”