Chapter 487: Fatal Dream 7
Mo Zhuyue coldly broke free from Yun Chengcheng's embrace, a bloodthirsty smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the people in front of him fiercely: "When did I say that I was going to do it myself." β
Mo Zhuyue looked at these people coldly, the air around them had melted them, the smile on the corner of her mouth was bloodthirsty like Shura and ghosts in hell, her bloodthirsty temperament had been hidden by Long Canghao's pampering, and now, Long Canghao was no more, she no longer needed to be tender like water, she was Mo Zhuyue, bloodthirsty and ruthless, mastering the power of life and death, doing her own thing, arrogant and unruly Mo Zhuyue.
The head of the Kongtong faction led by him looked at Mo Zhuyue, why did this little girl look so terrible, he was a little flustered in his heart, and hurriedly left, wanting to leave from Mo Zhuyue's side.
Mo Zhuyue's lips were hooked indifferently, and his eyes were covered with cold blood covered by frost: "Why, you killed someone, do you want to leave like this?" β
The head of the Kongtong faction looked around, and finally looked at Mo Zhuyue's eyes staring at his face, and understood that Mo Zhuyue's words were said to him, and he intuitively felt that Mo Zhuyue couldn't bear it, and explained: "This girl, you seem to have misunderstood something, we didn't kill anyone, the two people inside committed suicide, what's more, they deserve to die, even if they die a hundred, it's not a pity to die!" β
Mo Zhuyue's eyes became colder and colder.
"Indeed, it is not a pity to die!" Mo Zhuyue gritted his teeth: "You so-called famous and decent people on the rivers and lakes are indeed not a pity to die, you use such a despicable means of turning gong powder, you are so shameless, staying in this world is an insult to this world." β
The head of the Kongtong faction was shocked, and looked at Mo Zhuyue vigilantly, his face had sunk: "Who are you?" β
"Who?" Demon Zhuyue hooked her lips, her cold eyes swept over everyone present one by one, the light flashed in the space bracelet, and the next moment, the five protectors of the Demon Sect stood in front of her.
"Master!"
Everyone: "......"
Everyone looked at Mo Zhuyue in surprise, and then looked at the five people around Mo Zhuyue, three men and two women, their clothes were embroidered with the logos of Xuanwu, Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird and Qilin, what does this symbol represent, everyone knows, and they actually call this beautiful little girl in front of them the sect leader?
Isn't sheβ
Demon Sect Leader Demon!
There was a strong inhalation sound from the crowd, and they all looked at Mo Zhuyue in disbelief.
Mo Zhuyue's eyes were already scarlet, she couldn't wait for herself to step forward and tear them all into powder step by step, she couldn't wait to drink their blood and their flesh, but she couldn't unravel the hatred in her heart, but she was now pregnant with Liujia and couldn't move.
Mo Zhuyue said coldly: "You forced my loved ones to death, and you want to leave so safely?" Hmph, think beautifully, today, I want all of you to stay here for the funeral, on another day, I will destroy your six major sects in one fell swoop, so that you will disappear forever on the rivers and lakes, five protectors, kill, not one left! β
"Yes!"
A respectful reply came, and the next moment was the killing time of the five protectors of the Demon Sect.
The strength of the five protectors of the Demon Sect has already passed the ninth level, and now each of them still has the control of elemental power, and the six major sects here, the highest strength is only above the eighth level,