Murong Zhiruo fell from the air to the ground in embarrassment, making a loud noise.

I saw her slump on the ground, her whole body was messy, her hair was as dirty as a bird's nest, her original pink and bright skirt had long been torn and torn, almost unclothed, her whole body was covered with blood, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood was still gushing out.

The most shocking thing was that her right arm, the one that held the fake black mist lotus before, exploded with the explosion, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the bone and flesh foam mixed with the blood, scattered everywhere on the ground.

If it weren't for the spirit treasure protection on her body, with the terrifying power of the fake black mist lotus, not to mention an arm, even her entire person would be blown apart, and her body would be shattered.

A sharp pain that pierces the heart spreads throughout the body!

Pain!

It hurts!

It's better to live than to die!

Piercing!

What's more, the temperature here is extremely high, and Murong Zhiruo's sweat and blood fall into the skin and flesh, and the scorching pain is piercing to the heart, tearing the heart and lungs, liver and gallbladder!

The pain made her tremble all over her body, like a sifting of chaff.

"Hah! Hahahahaha!" Murong Zhiruo suddenly let out a hoarse roar of miserable laughter in her throat, whimpering like a trapped beast, her throat seemed to have a thick stalk of sand, and the laughter was dull and gloomy, full of countless hideous hatred, monstrous, liver and intestines were broken, and the voice was crying blood.

Ye Qiantong's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he remained silent.

Murong Zhiruo moved her body tremblingly, this slight movement made her worse than dead, and her whole body was still painful!

She slowly raised her head, her eyes were bloody, twisted and round, her eyes were full of earth-destroying hatred, extreme resentment, she stared at Ye Qiantong, and her voice was as gloomy as a ghost, "You already knew that this was a fake Black Mist Lotus, right?" ”

Ye Qiantong's face was light and breezy, and she shrugged her shoulders, indicating that she was innocent.

She really didn't know that this was a fake Black Mist Lotus before it exploded, but she knew that if she wanted to get the Nether Ghost Fire, it must not be an easy matter.

Alien fires are treasures of heaven and earth, not to mention the protection of demonic beasts, and some alien fires are also very likely to have spiritual wisdom and transform into humans or demons and beasts.

If you think about it with your brain, you know that it is not an easy thing.

Ye Qiantong clasped her arms in her hands, and even mocked ruthlessly: "You want to rob the Black Mist Lotus yourself, blame me?" ”

That look, that gesture, how innocent and innocent it is.

This translation is undoubtedly not saying that Murong Zhi has no brains and suffers by herself, and she deserves it.

A teleportation charm was sent in, and he didn't observe anything, and when he grabbed the black mist lotus, he thought he was winning, blame her? Hehe.

"Slut, ahh——!! I'll kill you!! Murong Zhiruo roared and was furious, angry, angry, and full of hatred and hatred, her face was twisted and ugly like a venomous snake and scorpion, and she was furious and frantically mobilized the majestic spiritual power of the dantian and was about to burst towards the night thousand pupils.

However, suddenly, Murong Zhiruo's body that had just been pulled fell because of loss of balance.

The sharp pain in the heart hit his heart again, like a scorching iron, scorching and miserable, Murong Zhiruo was so painful that he was about to faint, his face was as pale as gold paper, sweat fell miserably, and even a stream of blood and tears gushed out uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

However, no matter how severe the pain was, it was too late for the terrifying fear in his heart, Murong Zhi turned his head suddenly, staring at his right arm in horror, his bloody eyes shrank suddenly, and his brain went blank.