"Miss, she's dizzy again!"

Mu Qingxue took a handkerchief and wiped her face while saying, "If you faint, pour salt water!"

"Yes!" The guards were about to fetch salt water.

However, Mu Qingxue caught a glimpse of something else: "Wait! Use that!"

The guards followed Mu Qingxue and saw the iron tool that was already burning red.

This one is for the death row. Still, the guard picked up the iron.

"Burn her face for me!" Mu Qingxue looked at the green bamboo with resentment.

The guard took the soldering iron and was about to put it in the face of the green bamboo.

Mu Lingjiu, who rushed over, happened to see this scene, and she directly teleported over and kicked the guard away with a kick.

"Shepherd... Pastoral Nine, why are you here?"

Mu Lingjiu saw that Lu Zhu's injuries were almost lifeless, his eyes instantly turned red, and even his nose was sour.

She untied the rope that bound the green bamboo, gently picked her up, and then after a burst of light, the green bamboo disappeared into her arms.

And Mu Qingxue saw the green bamboo that suddenly disappeared, and was stunned for a while, before she pointed at Mu Lingjiu in shock, "You are the space..."

Mu Lingjiu turned his head and sucked up the whip on the ground, his face was endlessly cold, his dark eyes had become red pupils at this moment, and his body was surrounded by a lingering murderous aura, and the whole person seemed to have just climbed up from hell, there was a kind of dead silence.

Looking at Mu Lingjiu's appearance, Mu Qingxue was scared, and subconsciously turned around and wanted to escape.

But as soon as she took a step, the whip hit her back with fiery spiritual power.

"Ahh Mu Qingxue fell to the ground in pain.

"Don't come here! Help!"

Mu Lingjiu saw Mu Qingxue's embarrassed appearance, without a little wave, but just spit out a word "Death!"

No matter how Mu Qingxue shouted, a whip with spiritual power all fell on her...

Slowly, Mu Qingxue's voice calling for help became lower and lower.

Mu Lingjiu raised his eyes, picked up the soldering iron again, and said in a flat voice, "This thing is not blessed to be enjoyed by green bamboo!" It's better for my sister to come!"

Let's talk! The red-hot soldering iron fell on Mu Qingxue.

"Ahhh

Mu Ling Jiu threw away the thing, and the corners of his mouth hooked a shallow arc.

Mu Qilei! I'll give you back a corpse for your beloved daughter!

No one knew what was going on, because the dungeon was covered by the Pastoral Nine.

And the guards who were executed in the dungeon were also directly killed by Mu Lingjiu.

When Mu Qilei went to the dungeon and saw Mu Qingxue's corpse, he seemed to be a little unstable.

Especially the eldest lady cried directly until she fainted.

"My Cher!" Mu Qilei suddenly burst into tears, this daughter must be fake when he says he doesn't love it.

"Who the hell did it! Who did this to you! I'm going to tear him to pieces!"

"Sir... When the third lady came back, she asked me viciously where the second miss was!"

"Pastoral Nine! What a pastoral nine! You wait for the old man!"

"Poof!" Mu Qilei's chest suddenly felt a swelling pain, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

Small world

Under Dudu's healing, the wounds on Luzhu's body are slowly healing with the naked eye.

"Dudu, Luzhu is fine!"

Toot toot: "#%*@$#@$#" trauma! It's okay, it's okay!

The old man shook his head: "Alas! This girl is really pitiful!"

Toot toot: "##" yes, yes.

"Trauma is easy to heal, but..."

"But what? What the hell is wrong with Green Bamboo!" Mu Lingjiu's eyes were red, and his hands trembled a little uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the little fairy also sighed.

"Her dantian has been badly damaged! I can't cultivate!"

"What do you say!!" When Mu Lingjiu heard this, he finally couldn't help it.

She sat on the ground, her hands over her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks.

How so! How so!

Several beasts lowered their heads and didn't speak!

This is really cruel to Luzhu, and he can finally cultivate, but the dantian is destroyed again, and he can't stand it anymore.

The chance of re-recovery of the re-injured dantian is very small, very small, so small that there is none.

I like the god of the phoenix, the emperor is slow down, please collect: () God is the phoenix concubine, the emperor is slow to chase the fastest update.