Amazing Secret Agent Crossover: Defying Heaven and Mad Concubine

The movement of the iron chain stopped.Luo Qingyue propped her fingers on the ground and stood up with all her strength, but the iron chains on her feet were still there.

It's just that he didn't drag her to grind on the ground like before.

Everything seemed to be at a standstill.

The iron chains shall no longer coil, nor shall the mills and iron wheels turn.

On the [-]th floor, while the smell of blood was spreading in the air, there was an eerie silence. [

Luo Qingyue didn't even look at the worn-out arm, her eyes were slightly stern, and the light in her eyes was like a knife shooting at the position of the fox wall sculpture.

"hehehe>

Like ink dripping into clear water, dizzy little by little.

Luo Qingyue stood motionless, but the tip of her middle finger hidden in her sleeve quietly condensed a flash of silver light.

The laughter is still coming, it seems that the owner of the laughter is very happy.

The laughter did not stop, and the iron did not move.

Luo Qingyue frowned in thought, feeling something in her heart, the owner of this laughter controls all the iron objects on the [-]th floor!

Laughter has been lingering in the space for half a quarter of an hour.

Luo Qingyue's brows frowned more and more tightly, and now she is no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, that person is in the dark, but she is in the light.

And she is still bound, if she wants to fight back, she must avoid the shackles of these chains.

At least break the wrap around the ankle.

"Oh>

The iron chain rolled again, and Luo Qingyue's strength flicked on the iron chain on her ankle, only making a clear and pleasant sound, but it did not break!

Luo Qingyue's heart sank violently, as if falling into a pool of ice, the icy chill almost froze all the air.

damn it!

How powerful is this chain?

The chain dragged, throwing Luo Qingyue hard against the south wall.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Luo Qingyue's mouth, she wiped it off, but before she recovered from it, another hurricane hit.

On the eighteenth floor, there was obviously no wind, but Luo Qingyue felt the breeze blowing towards her face. [

Then, in the next moment, it was thrown to the ground by the iron chain like a burden.

His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and his bones didn't listen to him.

Every nerve in the body is screaming, and the feeling of pain spreads along the blood to the limbs and bones.

Luo Qingyue was dizzy before her eyes, her feet were bound by iron chains, her dress was cut open, the skin of her ankles was worn, and glaring blood flowed out.

Now all the iron chains stopped rolling, only the one on her ankle, like a naughty child, fell back and forth and waved it as much as she wanted.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't get rid of the iron chain made of black iron.

He could only let himself be thrown to the wall and the ground again and again, as if he was being tortured.

With her eyes slightly closed, Luo Qingyue lay quietly on the ground. At this moment, she was very quiet. I don't know if the master who manipulated the iron chain was tired of watching it, or felt that it was no longer fun.

After falling a few times, everything returned to calm again.

The three thousand black threads were spread out finely, half of the white clothes were already stained with blood, and the other part was covered with fine dust.

The long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly, Luo Qingyue seemed lifeless, but she was thinking of all possible solutions in her heart.

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