"Spirit Weapon Shop.... Spirit Island... It seems that your luck is really good, but unfortunately, I want both of you to die today. There was a hint of indifference in his eyes, for an emotionless killer, many times some things still need to be carefully considered.

Looking not far away, his eyes revealed indifference, the sword blade slashed across the pillar, and a trace fell on it, and the marks left by the three sword blades made this corridor a little more enchanting. Yang Qitian said quietly: "Beilan Laiye, half of your lotus flower was brought back at the entrance of the Xuanwu Cave, and I still don't know that you have such strength, it seems that the bloodline talent is relatively mellow." ”

The bloodline talent is important in the Nine Heavens, and many children of the family are bound by this kind of thing, and they can't escape it, and they can't get out of it. It is so good, and it is also quite important for the holy ruins.

As soon as Yang Qitian's words fell, she was greeted with her contempt. Beilan Laiye followed up for no reason, and said: "You really talk a bit nonsense, if it weren't for the fact that your force value is not low, I would have done it to you a long time ago." Okay, don't talk nonsense, those weapons are already hungry and thirsty, you might as well have fun with them. ”

She downloaded a lot of different artifacts in the spirit store, and they all floated out of wormholes in all directions. One of the heavy hammers smashed on the back of Nayang Qitian, he took a few steps forward, and he stumbled and almost hit the pillar, his face was pale, and even his face was extremely bad.

At this time, he silently spat out a mouthful of blood, sprinkled it all over the ground, held his long sword, and said, "Good, good! Sure enough, it was a human form condensed from the blood of a lotus, and her appearance and demeanor were very similar to her. You girl has such a talent, and it is not in vain that we have worked so hard to run for so long. ”

"What do you say.... What is the blood of a petal lotus, don't use it on me, okay? Beilan Laiye's whole nerves tensed when she heard these three words, if she didn't know what these people made up behind them, the plot and the story, she wouldn't have said that. Although she sometimes doesn't know about these things, she heard a big news today.

What you say here, however, must have evidence, otherwise you will be alarmist.

Her fingers were rattling one by one, her fists were twisted together, and she was a little angry when she saw Yang Qitian's appearance, and said: "Yang Qitian, do you Yang family all like this kind of thing, do you really think that this girl can't do it, or do you think I won't kill you." ”

She turned the hairpin, and her cold face was covered with frost and snow, and the frost flowers gradually faded. She inserted the hairpin into Yang Qitian's heart, and the blood fell down the hairpin and fell to the ground.

"You're good, hurry up and see King Yama, I don't want to hear you talking here." Beilan Laiye said this, and stopped paying attention to him.

Yang Qitian pulled the hairpin out of his body, and the blood gushed like a spring, and a lot of blood spit out from his mouth. He fell to the ground, his face as pale as a blank piece of paper, and his eyes glowed with white. He died unjustly, and he had no intention of life. The eyes closed, and the soul wandered out.

Fall in front of them.