It took Qiu a while to laugh. "Who is that? Of course... of course, I hate Jun Xiyuan the most. I vowed to slaughter the Jedi of the demons! ”

Mu Yan took a sip of cool air, but his heart felt that it was true.

Ning also has the last name Ning.

And she has very similar eyes.

Ever since we first met, I have shown unusual intimacy to her, but I am deeply disgusted by the name Demon Nation and King.

“What is Ning Yeon Heart's relationship with Ning Yeon Heart? ”

Ning Jingqiu shook his head: “I, I don't know... All I saw was that he was very kind to Ning Yeon, but he was the one from Floating Island who hated the Devil Nation the most, and also hated Jun Xiyuan the most. ”

“I've already said everything I can, Miss Jun, Lord Jun, Jun... Jun Woman, I beg you, let me go! Let me... let me live from the unclean abyss... let me live out...”

Muay smiled ridiculously: "Do you want to get out of here alive? Have you ever wondered how many innocent monks you've thrown in here, and they want to get out of here alive too? Have you ever given them a chance to live? ”

The toxicity of [The Witch] slowly invades Ning Jingqiu's body.

His body began to convulse and his face gradually showed purple scars.

“No, no, I don't want to die! I'm not a blasphemer. Get me out of here! ”

“Bitch, you dare to kill me, the Nings won't let you go, the whole North China won't let you go! ”

“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Watch Ning Jingqiu's eyes gradually turn white, and the corners of his mouth flow with saliva.

Because the damage inflicted in [Floating Dream] weakened both the repair and the resistance, [Witch of God] began to erode his body, causing him to appear dead.

Without half an hour, he would lose his mind slowly, like the original Yuanwood villagers and the millions of blasphemers who had been abandoned here, leaving only his instincts to devour and survive until his body completely rotted and dissipated.

……

Mu Yan ignored Ning Jingqiu and turned to the clouds of coma.

As she walked away, she wondered: "Seven brilliant, why don't you say something this time? ”

On weekdays, she risked her life for someone else.

Seven Xiaohuang already jumped angrily.

However, this time, from her decision to provoke the demons of the clouds until now, Qihuang has been quiet as a chicken, nothing has been said.

This is so weird.

“Huh! It's just demonization. What's the big deal? ”

In the celestial magic harp space, Qihuang is concentrating on [Peeping Chess], and the little yellow chicken and the little phoenix roll around beside him.

He accidentally bumps into his chess pieces and catches him and beats him up.

Hearing Mu Yan's question, Seven Brilliant Faces waved impatiently, "If you don't have the ability to do this, do you deserve to be the legend of the Divine Musician and the Lord of the Celestial Magic? ”

Muyan: “…”

She helplessly helped her forehead and then couldn't help laughing.

The bear boy!

But the grief of the original heart is thus much diluted.

She glanced at the brother lying on the ground, slowly holding the magic harp in her hand and relaxing.

Yes, it's just fascinating, she... she'll make it.

However, Muay did not find out.

As soon as she pulled the god away from the celestial violin space, the seven splendors fell on the grass and her body curled into clumps.