Chapter 2192: Be a dead man

With her identity, even if the Lord of the Seven Lights Pavilion is here, she will not be too concerned about it. After all, she is a first-class person from the Temple of the Light Alliance, and she is also a teacher of the Light Academy...
The multiple identities are connected together, and it is completely the beginning of the king.
"Master Murong, I didn't mean that!"
"I just hope you can enforce the law impartially and completely obliterate this Fang Fan! Give me justice!"
"Otherwise...hehe, no one will be convinced!"
The master of Qiyao Pavilion, Shan Jue, was talking, gritting his teeth and showing vividly.
While talking, his face became more and more difficult to look, all kinds of thoughts gathered in my mind, I can't wait to roar directly at this moment!
Stress is the stress of Chi Guoguo again!
"I said, this matter is handled like this!"
"But you have delayed me for so long, and have seriously hindered the normal order of the battleship, and an additional fine of 100 million lower-grade Tianjing!"
Murong Yu's indifferent gaze directly glanced over. In fact, at this time, he was almost at the limit of patience.
Her status of existence, at this moment, being accused and coerced by groundless accusations, it is not easy to be able to bear this point.
"No! No way!"
"Absolutely can't just deal with it like this!"
"Master Murong! I think you are doing favoritism in time!"
"Haha...Don't think I don't know, I've heard about it before, saying that you hooked up with a little white face in Qingtian Sanctuary and wanted to cultivate him into your own impunity..."
"It seems to be him, right?"
"I didn't expect... I really didn't expect it!"
"The great poinsettia archbishop in the temple of the Bright Alliance would actually do this kind of thing!"
"It's quite normal for a forbidden male slave to do this kind of thing to protect him!"
"Why do I! I have these thoughts!"
"I can see it thoroughly!"
"A nest of thieves!"
The Master of the Seven Lights Pavilion, Shan Jue, continued to yell while talking...
At this moment, the entire battleship suddenly became silent...
This is just their after-dinner talks, a few talks, and they were stabbed out by this guy...
That's the red-clothed archbishop of the first-class Illuminati Alliance temple... so despised... are you really drifting? Or can you kill everything by yourself?
Are you so strong now?
Now the people who eat melons are so scared that they shrink their necks quickly. Anyway, they can't be involved.
They have already felt the signs of a storm coming...
The sound of the wind and rain, the sound into the ear, inexplicably brings people a sense of infinite horror...
"what are you saying!"
Murong Yu turned his head silently, and his murderous aura instantly gathered...
He immediately raised his head, silently placed it on the other arm of the master of the Seven Lights Pavilion, Shan Jue, silently squeezed, and there were bursts of bone explosions, and the flesh and blood mixed with bone stubble came little by little from this Qiyao Pavilion. Flowing down the pavilion master.
"what……"
"Ahhhhh..."
There was a heart-piercing roar, and everyone could feel the pain...
But in fact, at this moment, most people feel that this guy totally deserves it...
Is it bad to be alive? Have to pursue a dead end?
This is all about making yourself dead...
At this moment, the master of the Seven Lights Pavilion, Shan Jue, also realized that he had just said something that shouldn't be said, and suddenly a cold sweat fell...