Chapter Ninety-Five: The One Loved by the Evil Star Will Die!
Mu Yu raised his eyes and glanced at the masked figure, revealing a cold and dangerous arc, "It turns out that the biggest skill of the first sect master is to scare?" ”
She pulled her lips into a sly smile, and her body, which was originally bound by iron chains, quickly flipped over, changing from upside down to steady.
A long flowing hair drew a graceful arc, and the people in front of the fire pool were instantly seduced by the charm that came from within.
A pair of straight white jade legs lightly hooked the iron frame above, playing with the iron chain at the wrist, like a toy.
Glancing lightly at the white figure, Mu Yu had a pair of charming eyes like silk.
His eyes fell on the eagle-headed black umbrella, and he thought of a person.
But I always feel that the little ancestor in front of me is not the same as the last time I saw it.
Even if she was at the gate of Concubine Yu last time, she just glanced at it in a hurry, but she could definitely think that it was the little ancestor.
But when I squinted at the person in front of me, I always felt that it didn't look like it.
"No wonder it was taken by that evil star, it really ...... Funny girl. The hand holding the eagle-headed black umbrella tightened, and a pair of black eyes were as cold as ice.
In the next moment, the black umbrella in the palm of his hand was raised, facing straight in the direction of Mu Yu.
I heard a thud, and the chains tied to my hands broke.
Zi –
The iron chain fell straight into the molten pool, and the originally hard iron instantly melted into liquid.
It's like a drop of water falling to the ground, but leaving no trace.
And the delicate figure standing firmly on the iron frame did not have a trace of fear.
Turning a pair of wrists slightly, the corners of Mu Yu's lips pulled out a charming smile, "Yu'er hasn't played enough, is the master of the door going to release him?" ”
"Hmm...... It's really boring. ”
I saw that the red light of the fire pool reflected the delicate little face, which seemed to be dyed a touch of crimson.
is obviously soft and cute, but it exudes a ruthless and vicious.
She stretched out her arms, her chained little feet on tiptoe, dancing on an iron frame with only one bar.
Looking at the graceful dancing posture and brisk steps, it is like a dancer dancing.
In particular, a pair of iron chains at the ankles make a pleasant sound between collisions, like the most melodious accompaniment.
The big palm holding the eagle's head and black umbrella tightened, and his voice was terrifying, "You want to be a hell dancer?" Oh - then it will be done for you! ”
The white mask was furious, the black umbrella was opened, and countless hidden weapons shot out.
Above the pool of molten fire, the pair of phoenix eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dark light.
Staring at the hidden weapon that came directly, a pair of bone-eroding phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.
The little ancestor's black umbrella is the best secret weapon, and how many people have died under this black umbrella.
never thought that there would be such a day, the little ancestor's secret weapon was aimed at her.
I respect you as your ancestor, but you want to destroy your grandson, where is the reason?
Whew!
Several sharp objects came straight at her, steadily slicing through the chain at her left ankle.
The secret weapon sharpened the iron like clay, and the hard and strong iron chain was broken in an instant.
On the already thin iron frame, she stood on tiptoe like a bird with wings spread high.
The molten pool of fire beneath her was tumbling, and there was no trace of fear on her face.
Until the hidden weapon shot directly at the chain at her other ankle, and with a bang, the chain broke.
But at this moment, another hidden weapon shot directly into her heart.
Swish!
When the hidden weapon shot, she leaned and dodged, and her whole body fell straight down.
The molten slurry in the fire pool tumbled, and several sharp daggers fell and melted into liquid.
"Those who love the evil star will die!" The white mask's gloomy voice reached his ears, and his eyes shone through the thin figure.
Whoop——。
There was a splash of molten slurry in the pool of fire, as if flesh and blood were fused into the slurry......