Chapter 755: Lu Jiuxiu, who is in the dark (repair)
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The Demon God Pesters: The Ninth Lady of the Doctor
- Yin Ping
- 601 characters
- 2021-03-02 02:52:50
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A thought back and forth in Lu Jiuqi's mind, this bodhi really had a deal with his father!
Why did dad leave, is it related to them?
This is an excellent opportunity to know where Lu Chuchen is going. She should seize this opportunity. She must seize this opportunity!
But if Lu Jiukui, who can't bear the severe pain at this time, speaks once, then the overflowing one must be begging for mercy and crying.
No!
She can't!
If you ask for mercy, you will endure in vain!
Lu Jiuqian bit his lip, and the scarlet blood drips down the corner of her mouth. Before long, she slowly leaned down, curled up like a shrimp, trembling.
The pale face and scarlet blood formed a sharp contrast.
As if the string of her life would crack in the next moment.
But even so, Lu Jiuqi didn't ask for mercy, just trying to raise his head and want to tell Bodhi his decision with his eyes.
Seeing Lu Jiukui, who was "out of breath", the Bodhi ancestor lost interest. He lazily looked away and rolled the small stalks tighter.
"Go, food shortage ..."
A word without sorrow and joy, there is a kind of holiness of compassion and sympathy, and there is a kind of bluish talk with friends.
Such a sentence, so angry that the little stalks, that is, the food shortage trembles.
"Bodhi rolling a calf! When I break the ban, I must use the blood of Ru to wash Tianchen!"
The ancestor of Bodhi gently twirled the branches and leaves, curling up the food waste, as if the mud cow entered the water, and slowly disappeared into the land of bones ...
"No ... wait ..."
Lu Jiuqian's gums were almost crumbling before he made such a plea.
It can neither stop the bodhi nor collapse her will.
Soon, all the senses of Lu Jiuqi were blurred.
"Jiu'er!"
In a trance, Lu Jiuqi seemed to hear the voice of Emperor Shifang calling her, followed by a devastating severe pain in her mind, which caused her to "boom" and lost her mind.
"Grump ..."
As if she had fallen into the deep sea of Shen Yuan, the vague five senses completely disappeared, and the scroll-like scrolls of the ink painting spread out in front of her while darkness struck her.
The magnificent and magnificent beauty roared and rolled, and in the next moment, penetrated her soul and galloped forward.
It turned into pure and unscaled rain, washing her soul over and over again.
In a short span of time, Lu Jiukui seems to have gone through the vicissitudes of the sea, even the heart must stop beating, drowning in such a magnificent land ...
For a moment, she even forgot her purpose, where she came from, and her name ...
...
"Jiu'er!"
"Lu Jiuqi!"
...
As a sharp tingling came from his fingers, Lu Jiuqi felt that his heart was tight and was pulled by a call, forcibly pulled out of the water, out of the drowning deep sea.
The already blurred picture gradually became clear, her purpose, her origin, and her name.
Trying to open his eyes and piercing his eyes, it was the eyes of the young man with silver eyes.
Among them, full of anxiety and worry.
"Emperor ... Fangfang?" She called his name falsely, "What's wrong with me?"
At this time, Lu Jiuqian had shortness of breath, his pupils moved slightly, his pallid face was pitiful, his body was wet with cold sweat, and he ticked down along the hairline in front of him.
Emperor Shifang's apex was so painful that he increased the strength of holding her, slammed her cheek, and pressed it into his arms ...