Two-dimensional evil contract

"go to hell".Tie Wu smiled and said when he saw a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Luo Yimei's mouth.

"Master, what should I do? Senior sister is injured."All the Qingshuitang disciples looked at Ge Qing and worried about Luo Yimei's safety.

"What a vicious person."Ge Qing immediately stood up and prepared to rescue Luo Yimei. The result was "Palace Master Ge, this time it's good that the disciples are trying to use force. We are the masters to prevent the demon cult from attacking again, not for the disciples. Presumably Hall Master Ge will not break the rules of the game, right?".Talking is iron and ruthless.

Hearing this, Ge Qing turned his head to look at Tie's ruthlessly proud smiling face and hated him very much, but Ge Qing was worried about Luo Yimei’s safety, and Ge Qing withdrew his sharp eyes and saw that all the leaders were looking at him. Ge Qing knew that if If he had to rescue Luo Yimei, then Qingshuitang would probably have no place in the arena in the future, and his credibility would be suffixed. In this way, his hard work for a lifetime would be broken.

However, Luo Yimei is a major disciple of Qingshuitang and possesses the Moxie Sword. His future achievements will be limitless. If Luo Yimei really leaves her name this time, Qingshuitang’s strength will be greatly reduced in the future, which will also make Qingshuitang The force of the army is inferior in the arena, I am afraid it is not a good result.

Ge Qing thought that the two roads were like a bifurcation, not knowing which one to go and hesitated.

"watch out".Tie ruthlessly flew high and the Qingmang sword in his hand slammed Luo Yimei's key point. Luo Yimei wanted to pick up the Mo Xie sword to block it, but his hands were weak and his body swayed. Finally, Luo Yimei gave up and closed it.

"Master, Jianhua goodbye" in his eyes.

"Yimei".Jianhua yelled angrily when he saw the fatal blow, and the internal force of his whole body desperately directed the acupuncture points on his body by the master, but after several times, Jianhua still couldn't break away from his acupuncture points and looked at the sword in Tie Wuqing's hand. Luo Yimei was getting closer. Jianhua watched Luo Yimei's pale face and a few tears slipped across her face and said in her heart, "Yimei, I will never let you go on the road alone."

Jianhua thought in his heart that if Luo Yimei died, it wouldn't be interesting for him to live, so it would be better to follow Luo Yimei to the Yin Cao Jifu to meet.

boom!The dust was rolling on the stage and the cold wind was blowing. Everyone sighed that such a beautiful girl like Luo Yimei in Qingshuitang was so dead without a burial place. What a pity.

"what!".Jianhua's inner force screamed sadly from the depths.

"Sister".The disciples of Qingshuitang also burst into tears.

"boom!".Ge Qing sat weakly on the chair, looking blankly at the sacrifice of his most proud disciple on the stage, heartbroken and guilty. If he shot in time, maybe Luo Yimei would not

died.

"Haha".Tie laughed mercilessly and happily.

"Amitabha!".The hanging master and the annoying monk sitting on the side sighed.

After a while, the dust on the stage slowly dispersed with the breeze, and people saw a mask with a pig bajie. The young man stood in front of Luo Yimei with a black object in his hand. I don’t know what is blocking it. Iron Mac's green sword.

"Look, look, there is a miracle."The people in the audience kept cheering and cheering.

"Thank God".Jianhua was also very happy to see Luo Yimei safe and sound behind that person...