Si Xuanmo immediately fried his hair, and the stupid hair on the top of his head stood up again, and the beautiful Danfeng's eyes flashed with two angry flames, "Little hairy girl, I don't know the tall and majestic shore of this seat!" ”

Ye Luo╮(╯▽╰)╭

"The Lord of the Hall, if you are happy, you are happy."

"Happy this seat! Just be happy! I'm so happy! ”

Ye Luo→_→

"Yes, yes, I'll help you put the rope down a bit."

Uncle is just hard to serve.

She walked over and sent the rope that tied Si Yantian and Wang Ji down, so that the head of the hanging man and dog was only about one meter from the ground, and it was within the reach of Si Xuanmo, who was ten years old.

"Leaf mushroom cool...... Help ......"

Si Yantian's handsome face had already reached the pig's head, and he looked at Ye Luo pitifully, begging for mercy, "This king doesn't want to ......"

Don't be ravaged by the Lord of the Temple.

He looks terrible.

"Well, you want it." Ye Luo gave Si Yantian a kind look.

Si Yantian wept in the wind.

"Hehehe."

Si Xuanmo sneered, and took out a hundred swords from the ancient iron space ring, each of which was a third-order or fourth-order spiritual weapon, and if he took out a random one, it was all a treasure that ordinary disciples of the Nine Palace Temple were eager for.

Now, these spiritual treasures are all aimed at the direction of Wang Ji.

"Accept the sanctions! Maniac! ”

Si Xuanmo roared violently, and the madness of heaven and earth was activated, and a hundred swords, under his control, stabbed into the body of the dead Wang Ji in unison.

"Wow!"

Wang Ji let out a miserable scream and turned into a sieve.

This was the second time it had undergone this kind of torture today, the first time inflicted on it by the Black Prison Demon Vine.

"Hahahaha! That's great! Dead, dead, dead! ”

Si Xuanmo crossed his hands on his hips and laughed wildly, like a night pot. A look of vengeance.

A baby face, lined with this expression, is unexpectedly a little cute.

Ye Luo smiled in confusion: "Okay, Chief Hall Master, your welfare time is over."

"No, it's not over yet."

Si Xuanmo raised his head and said stubbornly, "I want to enjoy the painful appearance of this **** dog more!" ”

Ye Luo: "......"

Well, you win.

Who knows, a minute after Wang Ji was stabbed to death by Si Xuanmo, the sword on its body automatically slipped off to the ground, and the wounds on its body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

I was out of breath, but my breathing and heartbeat were back up.

Two minutes later, Wang Ji was a perverted dog again.

“！！!”

The smile on Si Xuanmo's face disappeared, and his angry hair stood on end, and he screamed, "What's the matter?" How did it come alive again? ”

It shouldn't be! His attack just now was obviously real! The damage is also effective!

Ye Luo smiled silently.

Si Xuanmo looked at Wang Ji, then at Ye Luo, and said unhappily: "You stinky girl, you dare to pit this seat, this seat asks for a refund!"

Ye Luo-. -

"Lord of the Hall, you're not right. You asked for a hundred knives, I asked you to poke it, and the money you paid will definitely not be able to be recovered. This is called handing over the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other. ”

10,000 fifth-grade mad crystals are almost enough for her to cast a five-layer soul altar.

Now that it's in hand, there's no reason to hand it over.

"But this perverted dog is not dead at all!" Si Xuanmo fried his hair, and his angry eyebrows were upside down, "This seat is not convinced!" This seat is not happy! ”

Ye Luo spreads his hands ┑ ( ̄Д ̄)┍