Chapter 117: Good One, Red Refining Red Butterfly

However, when the steel knife with a faint sword was still a few inches away from Pu Jia's white neck, it suddenly stopped castration, and the sharp sound of breaking the air also stopped abruptly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

It turned out that when the owl swung this indomitable sword, the pool of blood on the ground, as well as the long needles around the owl's body that pierced the whole room, suddenly changed, and they turned into countless bright red ribbons like life, winding around the owl's body.

Only then did Pu Jia retract her gaze from the pool of scarlet blood on the ground, looked up at the steel knife that flashed with cold light in front of her neck, and then looked at the owl who was wrapped in dense red ribbons all over her body, unable to move at all, and whispered: "Goodbye!"

With a dull roar from the throat of the owl, the countless ribbons of blood on his body began to contract tightly......

The low roar gradually became sharper, weaker, and silent, and the originally strong giant man in front of Pu Jia was twisted like a twist at this moment, not in human form.

“...... Please, let me go!"

"I pleaded for you before, do you remember, let me go!"

At this time, Xiao Liu, who seemed to have woken up from great fear, looked at the screwed like knotted noodles, his eyes flowed, and he kept kowtowing to Pu Jia and begging for mercy, and the heavy impact made the wound on the top of his head burst again, but he didn't care at all, just repeated the act of kowtowing like crazy.

Pu Jia looked at Xiao Liu, who was already on the verge of collapse, shook her head gently, and said calmly: "Thank you, but...... I can't let you go!"

"Why......"

Before he finished speaking, the blood that kept falling from the body of the owl gathered into several sharp arrows, and instantly nailed Xiao Liu to the wall.

"Because you are all precious materials!"

With that, as Pu Jia's petite body slowly stood up, all the blood in the room gathered behind Pu Jia, and the corpses that were nailed to the air also fell to the ground because they had no support.

Then the mouths and noses of the nine corpses in the house began to ooze blood continuously, and then more and more, as the blood oozing from the corpses gradually increased, those extremely strong corpses began to dry up, and the skin became old, and in a short time the nine corpses that had just died were as shriveled as the dried corpses that had been dead for a long time.

At this moment, a pair of huge blood-colored wings gathered behind Pu Jia, and with the instigation of the wings, a gust of wind blew, and the nine dried corpses were scattered with the wind, turning into dust in the sky and disappearing without a trace.

Pu Jia touched the feather wings behind her, and then the palm of her right hand was facing upwards and stretched forward, only to see the blood-red wings behind her converge in Pu Jia's palm like a tide, and then condensed smaller and smaller, and finally condensed into a red and somewhat purple butterfly hairpin.

Then Pu Jia alone, pacing slowly in this room that was already full of holes, slowly groping for the blood-soaked robes on the ground, from time to time to find something from it and stuffing it into her arms, about ten minutes later, Pu Jia finally nodded with satisfaction.

Previously, in the Beast Forest Garden, Murong was also so 'diligent' to take out things from those corpses, and at that time, Pu Jia just tilted his head and watched Murong busy from the side.

At that time, Murong was a little embarrassed by Pu Jia, and coughed dryly and said, "Girl, I'm not doing this for my own selfish desires!"

Pu Jia tilted her head and muttered, "Brother, Pu Jia didn't say that you were here for ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Murong Yizheng's words: "No matter what these people say, they all died because of me, I can't just look at their violent corpses in the wilderness, so I will take some things from them as a memory." From now on, when I look at these things, I will remember what sins I have on my back, but even then I will keep going!"

Pu Jia watched Murong keep stuffing the gold, silver, Tianyuan spar and other valuable things in his hand into his arms, and talked to her with a righteous face.

In fact, Murong doesn't need to explain at all, even if he kills people and sets fire in front of Pu Jia, and does all kinds of evil, Pu Jia will not think that Murong has anything wrong, in this girl's heart, brother is the only justice!

Pu Jia smiled and said, "Brother's consciousness is really high!"

Murong didn't have a trace of embarrassment at all, and said with a smug face: "Of course, people have no consciousness and no dreams, so what's the difference between it and salted fish, even if it's salted fish, let's make the saltiest one!"

Thinking of this, Pu Jia's thoughts returned to this ruined room again, feeling the heavy weight in her arms, smiling like a flower, and muttering to herself: "Even if you are burdened with 'sins', you must move forward bravely and be the saltiest salted fish! Brother is really a brother, and what he says is so profound!"

After that, Pu Jia opened the closed door, looked up at the sky, and said to herself: "I have to go back quickly, otherwise the fourth master can't find me, maybe he will go to my brother, but I can't let my brother worry......"

The little girl put the butterfly hairpin in her hand behind her ear, looking well-behaved and beautiful, she didn't know how many things were stuffed in her arms, she looked at the dark night like ink, and walked slowly, and the petite figure disappeared into the vast dark night after a while.

With Pu Jia's departure, this dilapidated house, which had devoured the lives of nine people and was already riddled with holes, collapsed and collapsed, splashing ashes all over the sky!

Tanglin Administration

Lu Siye, who was bandaged on half of his body, was looking into the distance outside the house, although it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night, but the fourth master was still not sleepy at all.

The fourth master, who kept wandering around in place, was sweating all over his head at the moment, and he muttered to himself: "I knew that I couldn't let that girl visit Xiao Mu alone, why haven't she come back yet, something must have happened, blame me, blame me, how can I explain this to Xiao Mu!"

Thinking that Pu Jia's girl might meet some bad guys, Lu Siye's heart was as anxious as fire, and several blisters appeared on his mouth, but he didn't bother to pay attention to the stinging pain on his lips at this time, he just kept staring at the avenue in front of the Tanglin Gate, stunned.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of broken footsteps in the distance, Lu Siye's body shook, and he hurriedly squinted his eyes and looked into the darkness in the distance......

A petite figure gradually stepped out of the darkness.

After Lu Siye saw the person who was coming, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ran forward.

"Fourth Master, you haven't rested yet!"

At this time, Pujia's soft and glutinous voice came out of the darkness, and it sounded much better to the fourth master than any natural sound.

Lu Siye took Pu Jia's hand, frowned, and said, "You girl, why did you come back so late, I don't know if the adults are worried about you?"

Pu Jia had a smile on her face: "Fourth master, it's all my fault, Pu Jia accidentally got lost, which worries you!"

Hearing Pu Jia say this, the fourth master was stunned for a moment, and when he thought that this girl was lost on the street in the middle of the night, he was also distressed, and most of his original anger was vented, and finally he just said distressedly: "That's it, I won't train you this time, don't do this in the future, you know?"

Pu Jia nodded sensibly, and followed Lu Siye into the Tanglin Department.

Silence is back on the streets!