"What do you call him?"

"He's unclear, what's wrong?" The woman looked at Yin Xi with some fear, "You...... You must not hurt him, don't don't! ”

Yin Xi was simply puzzled, she had always hated Luo Wuqing, the man who looked smiling but ruthless, at most she called him a junior brother, she couldn't wait to have nothing to do with him, it was only a few days later, she became like this, and she didn't know what kind of ** medicine Luo Wuqing had given her......

"I didn't want to hurt him, he was my junior brother, how could I hurt him?"

"Really...... Are you sure? Wu Qinggang said that he would occasionally be a little abnormal...... How did she know if he would hurt Wuqing?

When did this woman become so naïve?

"Of course it's true. ”

The woman looked at him suspiciously, "Then you ...... Don't kill him......"

"No, it won't."

"That'...... Big brother, I'm ...... I'll go back first. ”

Yin Xi frowned, was he so terrifying? Anxious to leave? Just because he is suspected of being killed?

This woman is actually protecting him?!

He really couldn't accept it, how could this junior sister become like this......

……

The Holy Soul Palace is known as the Demon Sect, and there are hundreds of people at least, but it is unimaginable that it can make the power so huge, and of course there is no shortage of branches all over the country.

The scale of all the branches of the Xuantang in the Holy Soul Palace is still equal, the number of people is at least more than eighty people, it is not a very outstanding branch hall in the Holy Soul Palace, and it is not too inconspicuous, as the palace master of the Holy Soul Palace, of course, he will not have the energy to manage so many branches, so he is assigned and managed by the left and right protectors and the four elders.

Xuantang is one of the branch halls that Yin Xi is in charge of.

"Elder Luo......" The guards who were originally standing at the door of the Xuantang saw Luo Wuqing and subconsciously shouted, but before he could finish speaking, he had already fallen to the ground.

The blood began at the door, and it spread all over the road, and the guards and disciples of the branch hall fell down in unison before they could resist, some were stabbed to death by a sword, some were poisoned and corroded, some had their heads and limbs cut off, and some were dug up and their hearts were gouged out......

The scene was bloody and terrifying.

The corpses fell one by one, the pure white robe dyed with bewitching blood red, and the tip of the scimitar in his hand dripped drops of blood, sliding to the ground, branding a bewitching and seductive blood-colored flower.

The dim light illuminated his handsome face, his dark eyes were half-squinted, with murderous intent, revealing a dangerous and terrifying aura, but the corners of his blood-stained lips crossed a gentle smile, but it made people shudder.

He kicked open the door of the inner hall, and the two men inside squatted down in shock, holding their bodies in shock, and seeing that it was Luo Wuqing who was killed, he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Elder Luo, don't-"

As soon as Luo Wuqing raised his hand, the liquid slowly flowed out of the medicine bottle and fell to the body of the deputy hall master, and the deputy hall master had already fallen, and his body was gradually corroded completely at the heart-rending scream, and after the smoke dissipated, only a pair of white bones remained on the ground.

Killing people is not a terrible thing, after all, they have done these things before, but seeing their subordinates die at the feet of their own elders, or in such a cruel and vicious way, the hall master was so frightened that he knelt down and prostrated himself holding Luo Wuqing's feet, "Elder Luo spares his life, Elder Luo spares his life-"

"Don't say what you should say, say what you shouldn't say, how can I let you talk nonsense in front of Jun'er in the future?" Luo Wu said in a light tone, and waved his hand lightly, and the hall master was already lying on the ground.

After another piercing scream, the ground was already full of flesh and blood, and the severed head and stumps were all over the hall.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, with a bewitching aura, and as gentle as spring water, and that smile was both the pleasure and satisfaction of bloodthirsty and enjoying the killing, and the cold smile that death gave to the corpse.