Rao is no matter how calm Ye Ruoqing is, he can't help but secretly tell me to take my life.

She wanted to use the Red Gold Trick several times to fight, but under the huge pressure of Cheng Er's housekeeper, she found that she couldn't move.

Is this the power of the strong?

Compared with the strong, he is still too far behind!

As long as she can not die today, she will definitely make herself strong, and she will be strong!

But can you really not die?

She had already seen a strong killing intent in the eyes of Cheng Er's housekeeper, and the other party obviously wanted to deliberately tease her, ask her to beg for mercy in public, and then kill her.

Otherwise, with the other party's cultivation, she will turn into fly ash with a light palm, and it will not be just one of her hairs that will burn, but her person.

"Little boy, damn little girl, if you don't wake up again, I'm going to be burned to charcoal!"

Ye Ruoqing was facing a life-and-death situation, and suddenly remembered the little monster sleeping in the space.

But no matter how she called, the little monster still didn't wake up, and the snoring sound was so angry that Ye Ruoqing almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Stinky girl, die!"

Cheng Er's face showed a smug smile, he had played enough, he didn't want to play anymore, the flame on his palm burst into flames, and a bright incandescent light appeared, only dazzling everyone's eyes.

Liu Cripple couldn't help but close his eyes.

It's over, the benefactor girl is going to die now, and there is no place to bury her.

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a long, miserable cry that almost cut through everyone's eardrums.

There was silence in the audience, and everyone was stunned!

Liu lame looked at the scene in front of him, almost unable to believe his eyes.

He is not the only one who doesn't believe in his eyes, many people are desperately rubbing their eyes and then looking over.

In their imagination, Cheng Er's housekeeper slapped his palms over, and the beautiful girl must have died miserably.

But what they saw was that Ye Ruoqing was still standing upright, unscathed.

And the palms of Cheng Er's butler, who showed his hideous face, fell to the ground, and his wrists were broken, and the blood flowed like a stream.

Cheng Er's mind was blank, his eyes were dull, and he couldn't even feel the sharp pain of his broken palm.

He stared at the palms that fell to the ground, and then slowly raised his eyelids to look at his broken wrists, not believing that the two severed hands on the ground fell from his wrists.

How can it be!

What just happened?

How could my wrist be broken?

"My people dare to move, blind your dog's eyes!"

Suddenly, a cold and unusually cold, like a thin ice shattering jade, sounded in everyone's ears.

The voice was extremely beautiful, but it carried a sense of killing intent, which made everyone who heard it couldn't help but tremble.

Cheng Er's housekeeper raised his head in astonishment and looked around, the voice was fluttering, and he didn't know which direction it came from.

He trembled, "Who are you?"

"Since you don't have eyes, do you still have them to gasp?"

The arrogant and cold voice sounded again.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Cheng Er's housekeeper screaming again, and his two broken wrists covered his eyes.

But it was too late, his two eyes had turned into two bloody holes, and the two eyeballs seemed to have been dug out by something.

He fell to the ground, screaming in a terrible voice.

Everyone was stunned.

The six Cheng Mansion people he brought hurriedly rushed up to help him up, and their faces showed horror.