Chapter 353: Is it the devil's blessing?

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As Lu Jiuqi snorted to the Emperor Shifang, the peak masters on the other side recovered one after another, and so on. What happened to the sweet "love and kill" atmosphere just now?
Pink bubbles are blowing everywhere, almost blinding their eyes!
And ... isn't Lu Jiuqi's flame golden? What is that black flame?
Xiao Jiu'er, come here, let's talk about life ... It is wrong to conceal the truth from Zong Menfeng!
Lu Jiukui suddenly felt a chill spread from the spine, hey, is it cold?
"Meow meow ..." Master, there are still people who have not solved it!
Lu Jiukui only looked at the "corpse" aside under the reminder of the owl.
Oh, it might have been cheaper to say "corpse", what is it now?
People?
Who is the worst person in this game?
Was the whole main church completely ruined?
Was the head of the Mo family burned by the wisdom?
It was Lu Jiuqi who had become a "blood man" at this time.
Gee, it's not, the worst, naturally is the Mofu clothing of inexplicable power!
With her strength, she wants to control the five-level star soul master's soul-striking blow, it is simply a fool's dream!
The power of the storms caused by the battle between Lu Jiuqi and the Blood Blade, even Lu Jiuqi, the "steel body" that has been tempered by various flames, can't bear it, let alone completely exposed to the "battlefield" "Weak" Mo Fuyi.
Those messy and powerful gangs are comparable to the sharpest and most powerful peerless swords.
Chopping hands, chopping feet, chopping arms, chopping legs, etc ... It's all right!
And Qu Chong will naturally not spend extra energy to protect a traitor. Mo Fuyi's turtle crawls at the same speed, and it is even more impossible to escape the devour of the wind.
In fact, Mo Fuyi was indeed chopped off by the wind, his feet, his arms, his legs and so on.
The bright red blood splashed along with the trajectory of the wind, and the residual limb turned into fragments in a blink of an eye, drawing a shocking chaotic mark in the air.
"Ah ..."
At that time, Mo Fuyi twisted his face, screamed in pain, and shouted like a ghost!
Her broken body was abandoned by the wind and cut off, as fragile as a piece of joking paper.
I don't know why, countless knives fell, but she didn't take her life, making her forced to breathe in the abyss of despair and pain.
In this way, she was delayed from one knife to another, and the pain almost fainted, but she was awakened by the raging wind.
Extremely painful!
Extremely desperate!
She cried, she cried, she burst into tears, she begged ...
The main peak masters looked at her like a bedbug, and looked down at her, making her bit by bit by this strange wind ...
What a joke, the main peak masters did not go up and kick her to death, is it already a bodhisattva heart?
At this time, Mo Fuyi lay on the ground like a rugged dog with a long and persistent breath, pitiful and ridiculous.
Lu Jiuque walked to Mo Fuyi's side step by step, his eyes so cold that Mo Fuyi could not help but shudder and panic.
"Ah-ah-Lu Jiuqi! You bitch! You are deliberate! You must be deliberate! My hands ... my feet ... ahhhhh ... ohhhh ..."
Lu Jiuku shrugged, it really didn't matter to her, just why Mo Fuyi was injured so "just right", um, maybe a god, oh, right, is the devil blessed?
With a grin, Lu Jiuqi slowly squatted down and squinted: "Mo Fuyi, you said, what would you think if Grandpa Mei sees you like this? Are you a bad fruit? "