Chapter 397: How Do You Want to Die? (3)
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The silver needle pierced into Ji Beitang's eyebrows.
Ji Beitang, who has a splitting headache, still has a pain in his head, but at least there is no danger of suddenly bursting.
"You really dare to kill me?! I'm the fourth young master of Momen, you hillbilly, you don't even know Momen! ”
He decided that he had never been to the Moon Fall City in Huaguo, and he must not know the horror of Momen, otherwise how could he be so ignorant and ignorant!
However, Moon Allure said something that made him fall into deeper despair.
"Momen, isn't it just a second-rate force in China? The Medicine King Valley is still powerful all over the Nine Kingdoms, I am not even afraid of the Medicine King Valley, just Momen, what is there to fear? ”
She knows!
She really knew Momen!
"You're so daring! How daring! ”
It was the first time Ji Beitang encountered this kind of person who didn't know whether to live or die.
Since she knew that Momen was a second-rate force in Huaguo, she should know that even if it was a third-rate force in Huaguo, even if it was a smaller small gang, it would be too easy to destroy the Dingguo Mansion!
"Mad woman! You crazy woman! You're crazy......"
Moon Chengcheng chuckled and stepped on his hand.
The young man's hands have also made a lot of decorations, a pair of hands and ten fingers, all with rivet rings, maybe it is more refreshing to hit people to see blood.
"Ah......h
Ji Beitang screamed.
The rivet was stepped on by Yue Chengcheng with Yuan Force, embedded in his hand bones in the opposite direction, and all five fingers lost consciousness.
Ten fingers connected to the heart, how much pain he should have!
"On that day, you used these hands to command the evil unicorn and scare the horses of my Dingguo Mansion." Moon Allure said coldly.
Slowly walk to the other side and step on it.
"Ah...... You'll regret what you've done today! ”
Ji Beitang yelled.
"It's useless, since you have been poisoned, how can that person be safe and sound, and soon the battle over there will be over, and no one will come to save you if you cut your throat." Moon Fall City glanced at him.
The last string in Ji Beitang's heart broke, and even Elder Ke couldn't count on it?
Yue Chengcheng suddenly remembered a person and said, "Come, you also tell me a secret of burning seventeen, and I will make your death easier." ”
"Get out!"
Ji Beitang glared at Yue Chengcheng angrily, "You, a vicious woman, also want to be unfavorable to Senior Sister Yan?" Let me tell you, you are not worthy of being a maid for Senior Sister Yan! You can't even compare to a hair of hers! ”
The holy and jade-like Burning Senior Sister is also something you can touch?
Poor Senior Sister Burning, if she knew that Moon Allure City had evil thoughts about her, she would definitely be frightened.
When she returned to Xia Guo these days, she pretended to be strong and endured too much......
"You're like this, and you're still thinking so much about Burning Seventeen, she's the person your brother likes, right? Or rather, she secretly ...... with you" Moon Allure tilted her head.
"You ugly woman, Senior Sister Burning is the dream lover of all the men in the Holy Martial Academy, you are not allowed to slander her!"
Ji Beitang, who was dying, was able to use his strength to attack Yueli City in order to burn Seventeen.
Yue Chengcheng wrinkled his brows, and took three or two steps backwards.
Poof-
Ji Beitang spit out three mouthfuls of black blood in succession.
The position on the chest was also soaked with blood, and the black and black pieces inside, the organs and other organs had already turned into black blood.
"Da Luo Jinxian is also difficult to save." Yue Chengcheng said lightly.
"You will be retributed...... Ji Beitang stopped breathing and fell to the ground.
Yue Chengcheng didn't care, Ji Beitang came to kill her, and she was killed back by her because of her lack of strength, what retribution would she suffer?