Zi Qianmo glanced at Zi Ping lightly.

More and more certain, this kind of goods is just the last garbage. Where can it be compared to her father and her third uncle?

It's just this casual glance that stimulated Ziping fiercely!

"Stinky girl, do you look down on this official?"

Purple Plane was hideous, staring viciously at Zi Qianmo, who was standing with a rabbit at the door, eager to tear off her beautiful little face that was high up and cold as ice.

Looks so good.

It's so similar to Zi Mujun.

As soon as he saw Zi Qianmo, Zi Ping couldn't help but think of the aggrieved days when he was suppressed by Zi Mujun before. Zi Mujun used to condense him with this kind of indifferent and disdainful eyes, as if he was just a mouthful of phlegm on the ground.

"Look? This official gouged out your eyes! ”

The more Ziping thought about it, the more angry he became, and the wine jug in his hand fell to the ground hard, and the broken jade porcelain pieces burst out everywhere.

Hehe.

I guess I'm scared now.

After all, it is a waste with no knowledge and no dantian.

"No matter how strong you Zi Mujun is, what? Not the same dead? Your daughter is not the same as me, a waste of waste than me? Hahahaha! ”

Ziping let out a burst of almost maniacal laughter, his eyes distorted.

Zi Qianmo originally didn't plan to pay attention to this garbage, but as soon as he heard him mention "gouging out his eyes" and "Zi Mujun", a cloud of anger immediately rose in his heart.

She remembered that her third uncle had been blind for seven years, and her father's death!

Zi Qianmo raised his hand.

Between the fingers of the slender fiber, three silver needles, glowing with a cold cold light in the sun.

"Woohoo"

Silver needles shoot out.

The cold light is like a glow.

Two of them flew towards Ziping's left eye and right eye, and the third one was pointing downwards and shooting directly at Ziping's dantian.

Revenge after more than ten years.

Lately Justice.

Zi Qianmo did not show any softness, and even smeared poison on the silver needle, since he was going to abolish him, he had to abolish it completely! To do the best!

"Ahh

Ziping let out a low scream.

With one hand covering his abdomen and the other covering his eyes, he immediately shrunk into a ball in pain. There was black blood, flowing out of his eyes, and along the powdered face, it looked a little oozing, like a ghost.

The dantian was also punctured by something.

The aura in the dantian leaked out frantically, and after the dantian was damaged, it shrank violently due to the influence of the toxin, and then it began to "melt" mysteriously, and after a while, it "melted" into a puddle of water.

Ziping is an acquired stage cultivator, almost forty years old, and he has not been able to step into the innate level, which shows how mediocre his qualifications are. But no matter how mediocre it is, the dantian is still the life of the warrior, the dantian is broken, and its pain is comparable to digging out the heart!

"The official's dantian...... The officer's eyes ......"

Ziping can be said to be in pain, even the sound of wailing is like a saw, hoarse and terrifying, the whole body is spasms on the ground, continuous black blood water flows out of his eyes and dantian, plus where he fell, it was all the slag of his own broken wine jug, but it pierced the skin and flesh of his own body in many places, and the luxurious Qin Yusi robe was already soaked with blood.

Zi Qianmo looked at this scene extremely indifferently, and his right hand had been put back on the rabbit's body, stroking it again and again, extremely gently.

It seems that the blood on Ziping's body is not her hand.