Chapter 735: The Lord of the Demon King Melting 25

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A golden light shot from the statue's eyes.
Hua tilted his head to look, Su Yan reached out and covered his eyes
"do not look."
Su Yan hugged him tightly.
Hua Qing left her action.
At that moment, he had forgotten the sacred artifact.
He lowered his eyes, his lips curled up.
Is she protecting him?
This recognition.
Let such a dirty and broken heart have a rare momentary tremor.
His father planned to make him a medicine man, and his mother was cursing him before he died.
His good friends, good teachers, joined forces to abolish his practice, threw him off the cliff, and planned to wipe him out completely.
From the moment he woke up, there was only one thought in his mind.
Everyone it.
His father, his teacher, his friends.
Will be killed by him.
That kind-hearted heart has been wiped out, and God won't let him die, isn't it just for his revenge?
His idea has never wavered.
He has been walking along this path.
Just this Su Yan.
Some were unexpected, and more and more unexpected.
It seems that this is the first time that someone has been guarded.
He wanted to hug her and hugged her all the time.
The hands don't know when the thin body has been carried in their arms.
Her head rested on her shoulder.
Let her guard.
At this time, the people in the village did not know why, and suddenly came towards them in a murderous manner.
Just listening to the elders of the snake race
"Throw this man into the holy light and sacrifice to the gods."
"Yes!"
There were echoes in all directions, and everyone followed.
Shengrou stood next to her with her eyes closed, bitterly supporting something.
Shengrou is the maiden of the serpent race and is said to have the ability to talk to God.
In the eyes of the Serpent people, it was the saint who invited God.
Therefore, the status of the maiden among the snake people is extremely high.
But it's not.
The so-called talking to God is actually talking to the holy instrument.
Su Yan's body turned, and she ran towards Shengrou quickly, followed by, grabbing Shengru's wrist.
The dagger in her hand was lifted, and her palm was cut open, and blood dripped.
Su Yan held her wrist and slammed it on the stone statue behind her.
Blood fell along the palm of Saint Rouge.
Shengrou panicked
"No, no, don't."
The surrounding attack stopped.
One after another retreated, a look of panic.
Su Yan stood there, and she could feel the petrification of her fingertips.
After a while, the whole person will be petrified.
This is why, this holy instrument is called the curse of Medusa.
It will petrify everyone who touches it next to it.
She stared at the flower next to her.
It was almost as soon as her eyes touched him that she had too much time to catch the corners of her lips, and she hadn't said anything yet.
Instantly petrified into a statue.
Shengrou made a painful sound.
The blood in her body was being sucked out by the statue.
Shengrou finally passed out completely.
The body was tilted and hit the high platform.
Hua Qing stood there stiffened.
Probably the woman who was still in his arms was petrified in a blink of an eye.
The stone cracked, and a scepter of a golden snake head flashed out.
Suspended in the air, emitting light.
The villagers who had evacuated far away all bowed to the ground
"God!"
The black pattern on the scepter of the golden snake head was mysterious and distant.