Yin Wuxian, who had been silent for a long time, pursed his lips slightly, raised his hand and waved his hand, and said coolly: "Go, send Yao Zhizhi on the road." ”

A black figure swept out, it was the Fighting Soul Messenger that Lu Jiuque had seen before.

"Yes, Sect Master."

As soon as the Fighting Spirit Messenger came out, everyone present gasped.

The sect master has made a move, it seems that Yao Zhizhi will definitely die!

Yao Zhizhi stared at the ghostly figure, frightened and trembling wildly.

She couldn't care about anything, she crawled to Lu Jiuque's feet in two or three steps, hugged her, and cried and begged for mercy.

"No...... No...... I don't want to die...... Lu Jiuque, Senior Sister Lu, go and beg the sect master to let me go......"

"Senior Sister Lu...... I don't want to die...... Woohoo......"

……

Lu Jiu frowned and stared at the messenger, only to feel a cold air rising from the soles of his feet.

This man is so strong!

It was so powerful with blood and life that he was so angry with death all over his body!

It's just that those sharp and cold eyes, why do they look so familiar?

Yao Zhizhi was already sobbing with tears all over her face, and even her snot came out.

"No...... Senior Sister Lu...... I really don't want to die...... I was wrong, I shouldn't have gone to your trouble, and I shouldn't have brought up this life-and-death fight! Senior Sister Lu, I was wrong, I beg you, forgive me! ”

"Senior Sister Lu...... Your Excellency will forgive me a lot......"

"Senior Sister Lu...... Help me...... Help......"

……

Everyone suddenly realized, and their hearts were full of anger.

"Mother's Hippie! Sure enough, it's Yao Zhizhi's own demon! ”

"Look for death, treat us for fools!"

"Damn, you deserve to die!"

"Kill her!"

"Kill this liar—"

……

In the next moment, Lu Jiuque only felt that his eyes flashed, and Yao Zhizhi had been carried high by the Fighting Soul Messenger.

Immediately after, a crisp sound of bone cracking came from "Kala", and Yao Zhizhi's head was twisted three hundred and sixty degrees.

Right......

It's three hundred and sixty degrees, like a twisted flower, and I don't have time to hum it, and I will die here.

Her expression when she died was extremely hideous and terrifying, her eyes were motionless and staring at Lu Jiuque, and the resentment in it was terrifying.

The Fighting Spirit Messenger threw Yao Zhizhi's body on the ground, ignoring the abrupt stops around him, and disappeared in place as soon as his feet moved.

The mission was accomplished, and there was no need for him to linger.

Lu Jiuque looked at the direction in which he disappeared, and that familiar feeling became even more obvious.

A sword-like body, powerful strength, and a cold breath......

Who the hell is this man?!

Seeing that Lu Jiuque was staring at the direction where the Fighting Soul Envoy disappeared for a moment, Emperor Shifang squinted slightly, and his handsome face was condensed.

It seems that he has the need to popularize it to Lu Jiuque, and don't look at the weeds on the side of the road.

Suddenly, a cold air came from behind Lu Jiuque, her body trembled, she turned her head suddenly, and stared at Yao Zhizhi's corpse.

Sure enough, in the next moment, she saw a phantom figure rushing out of Yao Zhizhi's corpse!

The phantom was very similar to Yao Zhizhi...... Be...... Soul?!

The corners of Lu Jiu's mouth twitched, and then he remembered that he could "see Ah Piao", the ultimate skill.

So...... What is in front of her is Yao Zhizhi's soul?

How should she get the silver dragon to arrest someone? Isn't the Great Demon King going to collect souls?

Just when Lu Jiuque was a little at a loss, "Yao Zhizhi" raised his head leisurely, and his hollow eyes grabbed the direction of Lu Jiuque, seeing that Lu Jiuque was cautious and his liver trembled.

Suddenly, it swooped down one by one and rushed towards Lu Jiuque-

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