Monster System: Quickly Transmigrate Male God's Favorite

Chapter 272 Doomsday Judge (36)

The style of painting in the passage changed instantly.

a few minutes ago.

They are also menacing, with an unstoppable truth.

Now, as if the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, they all fell to the ground, their faces full of bewilderment.

Their eyes subconsciously looked at Zhang Zhi who was nailed to the wall.

Her palm was firmly nailed to the wall and could not be separated.

Such a horrific scene scared them all, shaking their bodies...

Followed by.

Qianqiu said: "Why don't you continue?"

Her voice was extremely lazy, but it made those people's hairs stand on end in fright.

They were out of control, and Qi Qi looked in her direction with a look of horror.

Not far away.

The girl leaned lazily against the wall with a calm expression.

Behind her, the young man held a bow and arrow in his hand, lingering with a pale golden light.

His eyes were indifferent, he raised his white and slender fingers, picked up a long arrow again, and put it lightly on the string.

A cold light flickered on the arrow, ready to go.

No one could see his appearance clearly, but they could feel the terrifying killing intent coming.

They lost even the courage to get up.

Scalp tingling.

Qian Qiu still lazily leaned there, slowly looked around the crowd, and saw their terrified eyes.

With a calm and calm voice that cannot be ignored, as well as a trace of coldness, she said:
"Everyone is arguing endlessly. It's quite a boiled kettle. Why don't you continue?"

"Come on, let's keep arguing. I will randomly select someone to put on the wall and see who is so lucky."

Raphael was still holding a bow and arrow, his expression indifferent.

Qianqiu raised her hand to hold his hand.

The arrows reflecting the icy luster moved to the sides following her movements.

Those people pointed by the arrow finally woke up completely.

Their legs were all weak, and they couldn't stand up anyway, so they could only use their hands and feet together, and kept retreating towards the back.

Such a scene seemed very funny.

They kept retreating, and finally the entire passage was no longer crowded, leaving a large open space.

Qianqiu glanced at it.

In the venue, there is still one person left.

Her voice was light, and she said, "Why, there's still one left?"

That person is none other than someone else.

It was Zhang Zhi who had just been nailed to the wall.

Everyone: "..."

No.

She was nailed to the wall by you, how do you get there? !

Qian Qiu's expression was indifferent.

Such a posture can only be described in one sentence.

I'm not targeting anyone, I'm targeting you rubbish.

It depends on who dares to beep blindly?
No one dared to beep blindly.

They are all quiet as chickens.

Zhang Zhi's palm was pierced so hard that he wanted to pretend to be unconscious.

When I heard this, I was even more terrified, and said: "What do you want to do, I didn't provoke you, why do you treat me like this..."

Zhang Zhi wanted to struggle, and stretched out his hand to pull out the long arrow.

She didn't expect that the long arrow seemed to be firmly nailed to the wall, but it could be easily pulled out.

Zhang Zhi's face brightened, and he was about to turn around and run.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burning pain in the palm of his hand.

She looked at it in disbelief.

The wound on the palm is constantly expanding and spreading.

Bursts of white smoke rose.

Her hand was actually starting to disappear, spreading corrosion to the surroundings.

This speed will not be very fast, it can even be said to be slow.

Such a speed is extraordinarily tormenting and frightening.

"What's going on, what did you do to me, why am I like this!"

Zhang Zhi yelled in horror.

(End of this chapter)