Killer Crossover: Sixth Miss of the General's Mansion

Chapter 426 Exactly what she thought

That master now speaks very considerate of others, as if he is really worried about the life and death of Pluto.

In my heart, I was anxious, but I didn't show it on the surface.
Hearing the words of Big Big Wolf coaxing the little sheep, Ling Yue wanted to laugh, and sent someone to follow him?His lair is full of such evil things, the person who followed, can he return it to her intact?
Ling Yue couldn't help but draw a faint smile, "Actually, why should I go to so much trouble? Let me guess, I said that you are the solution to the curse, what do you think?" , am I right?"

The calm and waveless voice, like a stone startled a thousand waves!
Wow!This, how is this possible?

itself?Does it refer to the present body, or does it refer to the body?
Don't say that Dongfang Mubai and others don't believe it, even the master above the sky can't believe it, she, how did she find out?
The world-shocking expression silenced the world.

The master's heart was no longer calm, he suppressed the fear in his heart, and immediately said with certainty: "Yes, the old man does have a way to break the curse. For the sake of the young master's persistence and his undeserved fate, the old man decided Break my precedent, break the curse for Pluto Lord, and never break your promise, but you have to send the old man back to the valley first to prepare some things for use."

"Wow, this dead old man is really harmful. He obviously can be cured, but he still has twists and turns to scare us. Sister, what is the method? Is it the antidote? You know, I searched him from the beginning. Yeah, what a waste of time."

Ling Haoxuan reprimanded in his heart, what the younger sister said meant that he was carrying something that could detoxify Gu, he did not understand it wrong!

By itself, what exactly does it mean?It can't be the evil that cuts up the flesh and lets the blood be used as medicine!
Thinking about it might make me feel sick.
However, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there is a solution, it is really a false alarm!
"That's right, let that dead old man down quickly, I will give him a good lesson to relieve my anger."

Lei Yi was so worried that his heart would burst out of his chest, but he was good enough to hide and pinch them like a clown to make them anxious, just rushing like this, he must be taught a good lesson.

They didn't think about evil, listening to their misunderstanding, except for Ling Yue, no one noticed that the master was also quietly relieved.

Maybe things are not so bad, if he is destined to die, then he will also pull a back.

The master's proud thought broke into Ling Yue's ice-filled eyes. After her guess was fully grasped, a charming smile gradually appeared,

"What I want to say, Master, is the best way to break the curse, Master, if your life is gone."

The eerie and cold voice pierced into everyone's ears unexpectedly, chilling everyone's heart, what?
what did she say?

This. . .

"How is it possible, you are talking nonsense, it is absolutely impossible..."

Before the words were finished, the master spat out a mouthful of old blood and was so angry that someone could guess such a weird answer?
"Brother Diao, continue."

Ling Yue didn't look at the master again, that cunning face made her want to vomit, so the moment she turned around, she asked Da Diao to continue to accompany him, but she didn't see that the man had already spit out his internal injuries from a mouthful of blood, and still I was so blocked that I couldn't breathe, and I was suffocated to death by myself.

His eyes were wide open, and his breathless heavy body, driven by the big eagle, became unstable and fell heavily from the sky.

Maybe his master really came to pick him up and go back to teach him again. . . . . .

Dong Chenming's pale face had already fallen into a peaceful sleep, and the curse that restrained him was dissolved with the death of the master.

The faint breath gradually regained its stability.

Ling Yue's slightly cold fingertips gently brushed across his face,

I firmly believe that after the storm, there will always be a rainbow. . . . . .

(End of this chapter)