"Stop dreaming, ugly." Tan Qingran's voice became more and more cold, and he commented to Demon Xiu, "Your artwork is terrible! ”

Turning those girls into so-called works of art is not looking for a good fig leaf for his crimes?

Looking at those bride puppets who were unevenly high, her heart felt like she had fallen into a cold pool, and she was so frozen.

If those women grow up safely, they will be like spring tea-like girls, but because of this shameless demon cultivator, these girls who are just flowers and bones have become puppet bride displays in front of them.

What a damn thing!

Hearing her words, Mo Xiu's face changed drastically, he would never allow anyone to belittle his artwork!

He wants to rely on his artwork to turn this village for hundreds of miles into his own puppet. Let the group of fools in the Demon Abyss take a good look at what great achievements they have made since they came out of the Demon Abyss!

With his artwork, he can become the right and left hand of the Demon Venerable, trampling under his feet those of his kind who once ridiculed and looked down on him!

But the stinky girl in front of me dares to slander her artwork, it's a crime that deserves death!

"Stinky, you know a!" He roared, "What's the matter with my art, you mortals like you can understand!" ”

His face was hidden in the shadows, and he stepped aside and took out his own knife, he was going to use the blunt knife to disembowel Tan Qingran and make her suffer even more!

Let her become the puppet of the bride with the heaviest resentment in her hands!

He retracted the chain and was about to stab the blunt knife into Tan Qingran's abdomen when a turquoise bamboo rattan sword stabbed him in the abdomen just as he was defenseless.

He hurriedly stepped back, covering his abdomen and looking at Tan Qingran, his face changed greatly.

The bamboo and rattan sword that stabbed him was held in Tan Qingran's hand, and the woman with tears on her face was like a different person at this moment, and her whole body was full of murderous energy.

The bamboo and rattan sword overflowed with a faint aura, and the person in front of him was not a villager from Liuzhuang, but a cultivator.

He almost gritted his teeth and asked the question, "Are you a cultivator?" ”

Tan Qingran tilted his head and smiled simply, but his tone was bad: "Ugly, I just found out now!" ”

Demon Xiu's expression was gloomy, looking at Tan Qingran and eager to devour her alive, after seeing Tan Qingran's cultivation, his expression turned into a vicious ridicule.

"Stinky bitch, even with your foundation-building cultivation, you dare to show off in front of your grandfather! See if I don't kill you today and make you a puppet to relieve the hatred in my heart! ”

"Then let me see what you're capable of!"

Tan Qingran raised the bamboo rattan sword and pointed at the ghost cultivator, his eyes full of killing intent.

The ghost Xiu covered his wounds, chanted a mantra in his mouth, and the puppet bride in the room moved at this moment.

She knew that her cultivation might not be able to defeat the demon cultivator in front of her, but the cultivator should do what she said, and she promised that Chuncha would let their mother and daughter live.

If you want them to live, then the evil cultivator in front of you must die.

The bamboo and rattan sword stabbed straight towards the demon cultivator, and at the last moment, a puppet bride blocked the demon cultivator and blocked the sword.

Watching the puppet bride's long scarlet nails digging towards her, he slashed off the nails and palms that danced in front of him with his sword.

Looking at the palm that fell to the ground, Demon Xiu roared out in pain: "You actually destroyed my artwork!" Do you know that I take care of these hands little by little! ”

Tan Qingran's eyes were slightly disgusted, what did the demon cultivator say, this hand is maintained by him? No wonder the hands are so ugly, and the nails are also pitted.

"It's ugly!"

She still couldn't help but complain.

This sentence brought about the rising anger of the demon cultivator and the more fierce attack of the puppet bride. Red nails swept in front of her one after another, adhering to the custom of staying as a guest since she came.

A sword and a hand, just like holding a knife to cut a turnip, the palms scattered all over the ground, seeing that the demon cultivator is about to have a heart attack!

He took a deep breath, and after all, he couldn't bear it anymore and shouted at Tan Qingran: "Stinky girl! Today is your time of death! ”

As soon as the words fell, Demon Xiu urged the puppet brides to change formations, and Tan Qingran frowned and watched his movements vigilantly.

The next moment a puppet bride in a white bridal dress falls from the sky.

In addition to the color of the bride on this bride, the production process of the wedding dress is cumbersome and exquisite, and even the hijab is different from others, which is very gorgeous.

And the demonic aura that swirls around the body is much richer than that of these red-clothed brides, as if they have been soaked in demonic qi day and night.

So is this the hole card of the demon cultivator?

Tan Qingran's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the puppet bride's eyes were cold, today's fierce battle is inevitable.

The bride in white also sang the little tune that sent chills down her spine, and her tone was resentful......

Girl,

Year 18,

Dressed in red makeup,

on the sedan chair,

Marry the mountain god......

This familiar tune is dangerous, making people can't help but clench the weapon in their hands, she stared at the bride in white vigilantly, a sneer overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she immediately transmitted the sound of Qiusheng.

Mo Xiu looked at her with a frown, and his tone was arrogant: "Stinky girl, this is my most powerful baby puppet, you just wait to die!" ”

The ghostly speed of the bride in white, if it weren't for the vigilance of talking about Qingran, I was afraid that her chest would be pierced by the long scarlet nails.

The air became heavier, and the sound of water dripping into the cave became louder and louder.

The bride in white is getting faster and faster, and Tan Qingran is becoming more and more like a prey trapped in a cage, resisting hard but never giving up.

And Qiusheng, who rushed over, was entangled by the demon cultivator, and countless red-clothed brides surrounded him, isolating him from Tan Qingran all the time.

Demon Cultivator looked at Tan Qingran, who was constantly hanging colors, and was excited, he had already figured out how to torture this cultivator who didn't know the height of the sky.

I want to open her chest cavity with the blunt knife and let her watch her internal organs be eaten by herself! Then refine her into your own puppet!

This is the first time that a cultivator has been used to train a puppet.

His hands were trembling with excitement, excitement and madness were intertwined, he wanted to turn Tan Qingran into the first monk puppet under his command!

The attack of the bride in white became more and more fierce, and the long armor was as invincible as a blade, and Tan Qingran tried to cut off the palm of the bride in white several times but failed.

glanced at the faintly lingering demonic energy from the wounds on his body, as well as the demonic qi on those brides, and the demonic cultivation that controlled the bride, and then at Qiusheng, who was besieged by the brides......

Tan Qingran sighed, it seems that there is only that method for now.