The Fake Daughter Made a Sensation All Over the World By Relying on Metaphysics

  Chapter 739 Dead without burial

  As soon as the mysterious voice fell, there were screams in the crowd: "My hand, my arm... Please, I know I was wrong..."

  The blood mist became thicker before he knew it.

  The original crowd became more panicked.

  The crowd who originally just wanted to watch the show became trembling at the moment.

   "Qiyue, that's enough, don't you just want to force me to appear?"

  The voice of the national teacher reappeared, no one noticed that her face seemed to be paler than before.

"Junior Sister, I thought you wouldn't care if these people died?" A mysterious man in black appeared on the roof not far away, with a slight smile on his lips, "Junior Sister, what's so good here? , the task you accepted is completely harmless to you, you see how they treat you..."

  The woman in red looked indifferent, "Isn't this exactly what you want to see?"

"Junior Sister, give up. We have already discovered your formation. What you just added is nothing more than a fly shaking a tree. It won't help. Why don't you cooperate with us? We will give you what you want, and we will get it." What you want, why do you have to hurt each other like now? Besides—"

A faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips, "Your skills are severely damaged now, and you can't protect them at all. You have very little spiritual power left, and even your soul power is almost exhausted. What's more, you are still seriously injured. ...can't protect them at all, can it?"

   "So?" The red-clothed woman kept her brows pale, "You want to express that... cooperating with you is my only way out?"

"Isn't it?" Qi Yue smiled, "Junior Sister, you've had enough fun after so long, Senior Brother can't always protect you, the land of dragon veins, we are imperative, you need to make a choice as soon as possible. "

   There seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air, which got under her nostrils between the national teacher's breaths.

   And this taste is getting stronger and stronger.

   "How is it? Junior sister, have you thought about it?"

  In his eyes, there is pity for the national teacher, but also full of ambition.

  The national teacher just smiled. Although her expression was weak, her eyes were brighter than usual, "What? If my choice is not what you want, how do you want to threaten me?"

   "What do you mean, Junior Sister!" The mysterious man seemed to be incomprehensible, "I just hope that both of us can get a more satisfactory way of dealing with each other, isn't that good?"

   "Qiyue, I'm just a little weak, and I haven't reached the point where my eyesight is dim." The woman's voice seemed to be tinged with a little sternness.

   "Brother doesn't understand what the sister said."

  The national teacher didn't talk nonsense with him. She turned her palm to the side suddenly, and a few leaves were knocked to the ground, but she stopped slowly when she was a little distance from the ground.

  When the wind blows from her palm, even the blood mist in the air seems to be blown away a bit.

  The people trapped in the blood mist felt like a gust of wind was blowing on their faces, their eyes regained light for a moment, and everything around them came into view again.

  They noticed that the fallen leaves hanging above the ground were suddenly nailed into the ground with a sledgehammer.

   Hum!

  They felt a strange sound coming from their ears.

  Suddenly, circle after circle of **** circles engulfed everyone present.

  The person who insulted the national teacher just now kept chanting: "The witch...the witch, you actually want to kill us like this, you will definitely die without a place to die."

  (end of this chapter)