Mo Fuyi finally understood what it means to kill without blood.

Lu Jiuque is a real evil ghost!

She is good at observing, penetrating the deepest weaknesses and weaknesses in people's hearts, so as to finally deliver a fatal blow to the target!!

Mo Fuyi can see that she is deeply in love with Mei Gongzi, but she is just ...... How could she, how could she threaten her with Mei Gongzi?

"Lu Jiu is lacking! Don't you dare! Don't you dare! How dare you—"

Don't, even if it's death, she doesn't want to appear in front of Mei Gongzi with such a face!

This is a curse!

It's a curse!

Tears glistened to Mo Fuyi's eyes, and she roared wildly, as if she had lost her mind.

"Why are you so vicious! You can't do this! I've already lost...... Why do you want to deprive me of the last shred of my dignity?! ”

"I lost! I throw in the towel! Don't be so vicious, don't, don't ......"

"You're so despicable, so despicable......"

……

The roaring tone had a faint hint of crying, fragile as a lost child.

Looking at Mo Fuyi's reaction, Lu Jiuque's eyes became more disgusted.

"What? You can't stand this?! Then why are you so cruel? Aren't you despicable that you killed three of your fellow disciples and tried to involve innocent people just for the sake of a yin blood flower, for your ridiculous, humble love? Aren't you wicked? ”

Mo Fuyi's emotions were uncontrollable, and he blurted out: "Those three wastes are originally scum, and even a single hair of Mei Gongzi can't compare!" Those ant pariahs are even more! Let them die for Mei Gongzi, this is their honor! ”

Lu Jiuque was completely shocked, what kind of concept is this?!

Clenching her teeth, she raised her hand and slapped it heavily on Mo Fuyi's face.

The crisp sound made Mo Fuyi's face swollen and tall, and Lu Jiu was so angry that his whole body trembled: "You are hopeless!" The scum in your eyes, the untouchables in your mouth, are also irreplaceable treasures in the hearts of others! How do you have the right to decide everything? ”

The corners of Mo Fuyi's mouth were bleeding, and he fought back sharply: "Why?!" By my identity! By my status! With my talent! The lowly waste and the dog should be like mud for the rest of my life, crawling at my feet! They shouldn't hate me! If you want to hate, hate yourself! Hate their birth! ”

"Good good ......" is a good one who hates himself and hates being born!

Lu Jiuque smiled, his expression was like a blood-stained poppy.

Mo Fuyi looked at her smile, and her heart shrank involuntarily.

At this time, Lu Jiuque gently pressed his hand on the heart of Mo Fuyi, and said in a low voice: "Do you know who took out the Yin Blood Flower on the auction?" ”

"What do you mean?!" Mo Fuyi trembled, like being struck by lightning.

She always thought that Lu Jiuque was just lucky to survive, could she ......

"What do you say?" She didn't answer the rhetorical question, and there was evil in her eyes.

Mo Fuyi couldn't contain his trembling, and roared, "It's you?!" It's you...... That's impossible! How can the Yin Blood Flower be in your hands?! ”

Lu Jiu grabbed five fingers, and suddenly embedded it fiercely, the flesh and blood of Mo Fu's clothes were torn, and blood overflowed again.

Intense pain, accompanied by the fear of death, swept over like a tidal wave.

This time, Lu Jiuque showed no mercy to his subordinates, and the flames covered the palm, melting the bones of the ink cloth inch by inch, straight to her heart......

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