With the sound of the air tearing through the air, Ye Qiantong didn't have time to move, his brain went blank in vain, and the whole person was locked by the Soul Devouring Whip.

Almost at the same moment, the trance of the soul being withdrawn began to tremble.

Worst!

Ye Qiantong felt a sigh in her heart, and a cold breath rushed straight to her head from the soles of her feet!

was trying to break free, but the whole person was ruthlessly thrown out.

"Bang ——!" Ye Qiantong's body was slammed to the ground, and quickly, the cold and slippery whip wrapped around her waist like a poisonous snake, as if to cut her waist off, the cold and cold moisture of the corpse continued to penetrate into the body, and the skin and flesh had a kind of torment that was torn apart!

The sharp pain like an explosion spreads from the chest to the internal organs, and the limbs spasm and convulsions uncontrollably!

"Hmm-" The corners of Ye Qiantong's mouth overflowed with scarlet blood, her face was pale, and her eyes were momentarily dilated.

He looked at her mercilessly and condescendingly, his eyes full of contempt, his face full of strange smiles, and he murmured quietly: "Soul Eater Whip, Soul Eater, puppet sacrifice, on the way to the High Priest, is the key to the Yellow Spring of Hell......"

What do you mean?

Even though his voice was small and weak, Ye Qiantong in a trance could still hear what he said clearly.

The blurred eyes gradually became clear, and Ye Qiantong saw that the man in front of him seemed to be a little crazy, but in the next second, his neck was pinched by the cold five fingers, and a cruel voice came from his ears: "If it weren't for the master's origin fire that couldn't wait so long, I would definitely personally watch how the Soul Devouring Whip sacrificed you!" Fools who don't know whether to live or die! ”

Ye Qiantong, who was bound by the Soul Devouring Whip, fell to the ground softly, without the power to resist, and the soul was even more torn in pain, the corners of his forehead were cold sweat, his green tendons were bulging, his face was pale, his throat seemed to be about to be choked, it was hot and painful, and the whole person was embarrassed.

But there was no pity and misery on her face, and there was no pain in her eyes, her whole face was a careless evil smile, her eyes were like obsidian, and her pupils were like obsidian, reflecting an unknown ghostly light, and her voice was faint: "Emperor Ming is one of the four secret guards, ruthless, isn't it?" This girl remembers you. ”

In the past and present life, those who dared to pinch her neck would end up a hundred times more tragic than life and death.

She could choose to dodge before she was wounded by the Soul Eater whip, but now, now that the damage had been done, wouldn't it be her style not to fight back?

Even if this person is extremely strong, but she has a thousand pupils, and no one has ever been able to stay safe after hurting her.

And the ruthlessness at this moment, when he heard her words, he smiled, laughed in amazement, as if he had discovered a new world, and looked playful: "Oh? Remember me? Are you threatening me? ”

"What do you say?" Ye Qiantong's eyes were slightly raised, and the slightest evil that overflowed from the corners of her lips made her whole person look like a bewitching flower, ghostly and bloodthirsty.

For some reason, Ruthless looked at her smile and felt very dazzling, that terrifying and ugly face should have been extremely ugly, but because of the temperament she exuded, she was confident and arrogant, and she was unscrupulous, which made Ruthless Trance feel that this was a noble and cold beauty embryo.

For no reason, a sudden restlessness rose in the ruthless heart, and a jealousy that wanted to scar her ugly face with a thousand knives welled up in her heart.

In an instant, the ruthless eyes seemed to be gradually dyed with blood, and without warning, he pulled out the dagger at his waist, his face was hideous and distorted, and he threw it fiercely towards the face of the night thousand pupils.

However, at the moment when the dagger was about to touch the skin of the night thousand pupils, the change happened in vain-