Black-bellied little crazy concubine: Xie Zun, come to the live broadcast!

Chapter 387 Obediently follow me

Moutong glanced at Luo Huoqin, seeing that although she was struggling, she could handle it, so she concentrated on fighting the two in front of her.

The men in black looked at each other, they didn't expect that this man, who was only at the ninth level of Dzogchen, would have such unpredictable methods, so he stopped underestimating him and used all his strength.

Luo Huoqin was also pestered by the leader, Lu Weicong.

Seeing her so beautiful, Lu Weicong's eyes almost glowed green. Even if he was in the Upper Realm, he had never seen such a beautiful woman, so he couldn't help but licked his lower lip, his brows were full of disbelief. kindness.

"Little beauty, if you are willing to follow me obediently, I will take care of your delicious and spicy food."

Feng Weiqin was angry: "Fuck, this man, who looks so wretched and still dares to miss you, is simply shameless. Master, let's kill him together!"

The audience also said that the broadcaster is going to kill this cheap man.

Luo Huoqin's brows darkened, she didn't want to spend much time talking with him, she just jumped up, came behind him, and pressed her hands on the strings again.

The sound of the piano pierced the air, full of murderous aura.

Lu Weicong saw that she was toasting and did not drink fine wine, his brows and eyes became cold, he stopped talking nonsense, clasped his hands, and the natural force belonging to wood filled the sky in an instant.

Numerous vines grew from Luo Huoqin's body, entangled towards her.

The phantom step was used in an instant, and the speed comparable to that of a photoelectric light surprised Lu Weicong.

Because he wanted to get her, Lu Weicong left room for every movement in his hands, and didn't mean to put her to death.

However, Luo Huoqin's eighth level was more or less difficult to match Lu Weicong's god level. He could only barely keep himself from being hurt by him. It was too difficult to fight back.

On this not-so-big platform, a group of people fought extremely fiercely.

In the clear air, there was a trace of murderous intent, and the smell of blood slowly permeated.

Luo Huoqin dodged Lu Weicong's blow and glanced at Luo Ziyuan who was standing aside watching the play. Although she didn't know how she met these people, it seemed that they respected Luo Ziyuan...

The star pupils narrowed slightly, Luo Huoqin's mind was running extremely fast, but the movements of his hands did not stop for a moment, turning sideways to avoid Lu Weicong's vines, at the same time put away the Fengweiqin, and jumped to Luo Ziyuan's in the blink of an eye. Beside him, he took out a long sword from the space, placed it around her neck, and held her hostage.

"Stop, or I'll kill this woman!" Luo Huoqin glanced at the man in black who was fighting with Xiao Luoxuan, and shouted.

When the man in black saw Luo Ziyuan being held hostage, he immediately stopped.

Luo Ziyuan, who was standing on the sidelines watching the play, never expected that she would be caught by Luo Huoqin.

The cold sword against her neck was colder than the cold wind blowing in the air, as long as Luo Huoqin exerted a little more force, she could be killed.

Never before has she felt death so clearly, right beside her...

Luo Ziyuan's face was terrified, and she didn't dare to threaten Luo Huoqin anymore, but looked at the men in black: "What are you still doing, save me quickly."

"Young master, don't panic." Lu Weicong comforted, staring at Luo Huoqin with an ugly face: "Let go of our young master, if you dare to hurt her hair, I will definitely tear your body to pieces."

Luo Huoqin pressed the sharp sword in her hand to Luo Ziyuan's neck again, pressing the bloodshot, her cherry lips curled into a cold smile, and her mouth was extremely arrogant and threatening.

(End of this chapter)