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Chapter 1329: Why is this Sect Master's hand wet?

Damn it, if it weren't for the new god who was overbearing and unreasonable, with her current strength, why would she have to pay such a heavy price to save people?

The internal organs and kidneys belong to water. In order to save these four people who have nothing to do with her, she lost a kidney in vain.

Although Murong Heng is a princess born in the city, she is most afraid of being in pain and suffering for a long time. The pain just now made her cry.

No, in fact, on the eve of the kidney sacrifice, she was already afraid of tears rolling in her eyes. Fortunately, the rain came in time, and when it was falling, tears that were not as good as the pain were flowing along the rain.

He still maintained a cold and noble look that he disagreed with.

Very well, I finally maintained my face as a king.

But it hurts so much that my calves are cramping.

Murong Heng thought sadly, I lost a kidney... It should be nothing serious...

Anyway, she has no plans to get married and have children.

Nothing bad...

Self-poor comfort.

Looking at Murong Heng, who was indifferent and calm, still maintaining a handsome posture with one hand on his finger, the ghosts and monsters all showed touching and admiring eyes.

It was clearly the Lord of the Tomb who sent them to protect the Empress, but now he asked her to save her. This is really shameful.

It rains heavily, and it comes and goes quickly.

Murong Heng's internal organs were thrusting violently. Before he could recover, the oven was making trouble again.

A prosperous rain destroyed four fireballs. She did not want to owe everyone favors, but as a king, she should stay away from the dangerous wall.

However, just now, Meishan didn't hesitate to save her life and death without hesitation, which made her unable to watch coldly.

The sea of ​​fire is still flowing backwards. On the Star Picking Platform, many powerful families are trapped in the fire, and their bodies are gone.

The people who were rescued after a heavy rain and were breathing for a moment had tasted the sweetness, stared at Murong Heng with red eyes, and roared: "Do you want to die! Why stop calling the rain? If this continues, we will all die!"

Murong Heng smiled coldly and lifted up his thin and beautiful eyelids. He clearly looked sick but did not damage his beauty at all. He looked cold and cold as ice:

"You are not my people, what does it have to do with me if you live or die? I will summon this rain, but no one can ask for it if I don't want to call it."

The four masters of the road protection mountain looked at the cold and domineering female new king, lazily stretching out a slender jade hand towards Su Xie, with a noble and lazy expression: "Master Su, please help me."

Su Xie raised his eyebrows, tilted his head and looked at her carefully. At the angle that no one saw, she saw the Empress, with a arrogant and indifferent look, but her eyes were suspiciously red.

The dark and bright eyes contained a layer of moist water. I sniffed in my sniff with slightest slightest look, and it turned out to be a pitiful little person who was about to cry, and my whole body was filled with a weak charm.

Su Xie held back his smile and seemed to have discovered something very interesting.

She didn't say much, and went up to hold her arm, but found that her body under her wet clothes was trembling and tense. It seemed that it was painful.

As soon as Su Xie helped her up, her body softened directly. She narrowed her eyes and looked at her lazily. When her eyes swept towards everyone, she looked arrogant and fierce.

Others also think this move is not wrong. Since the Empress Dowager appeared, she has always looked arrogant and lazy.

Now he is even more arrogant and is so unruly to the descendant of the God Lord.

Sure enough, this is a cruel, cold and vicious female tyrant.

Everyone gave Murong Heng a new definition.

Murong Heng continued to maintain his majestic momentum without disappointing everyone's expectations.

"Oh~" Master Su exclaimed impolitely, looking at the crystal clear on the back of his hand with a look of surprise, and said curiously: "Who is crying? Why are tears falling on my hand?"

Murong Heng's heart was shocked. No, he just kept his tears and forgot his snot. She sniffed quietly, and said calmly: "It's the rain that droops on the crown, don't make a fuss."

Qin Hao knelt on the ground, his face washed away by the heavy rain, and his face was as pale as a dead person.

But he still smiled and said, "Today, Ye Ling will die no matter what. If the Dragon Blood Baking Tank is overturned, Master Su, you will be blessed by the gods, but this entire imperial city, including your father and sister, and the Ye family, will all die in a sea of ​​fire.

And there are innocent people. Today, I was kind-hearted and wanted to lead everyone to ascend to the great road to become a god, but I never thought that if I did a good job, I would be trapped in a fire. If I could save my life, I would not be willing to die. However, the offering in the dragon blood fire was not me, and I would not be able to save anything even if I died."

He grinned, with a hidden twist and cruel depth in his pupils, but he said with emotion: "Yes, I admit that it may not be a big deal for the prince to be a monster. Even at present, the prince is still the well-deserved hero in the hearts of most people. However, everyone cannot withstand the temptation of becoming a god and has to hypnotize himself at all times. He is a monster, not a monster of my race."

Su Xie's eyes became colder inch by inch: "What do you, a dog thief, want to say?"

Qin Hao covered his broken arm, his eyes were both desolate and cruel. Today, Japan should be the day of his glory for inheriting the ceremony. Who knew that one person who was in the way would kill him halfway, which would ruin his face and lose an arm.

He only took this hatred to Su Xie.

He can't kill Su Xie, and he will never let Ye Ling feel good!

The deep laughter was like an evil ghost moaning. Qin Hao's red eyes locked Su Xie and said, "Everyone understands the great truth, but people are selfish. At this time, only by sacrificing Ye Ling alone can he save the entire Jin Dynasty. Anyway, he has sacrificed not once or twice. Last time it was the prince's concubine Luo Qingyi. This time it was his turn. People will always get used to being natural when receiving favors. Master Su, Master Su, you might as well look back at these people in the imperial city. The murderous intent and desire to survive in their eyes are all about him to die."

Qin Hao turned over in the pool of blood, the mysterious robe on his body gradually dimmed into white, and the Taotie pattern in front of his chest also transformed into a black python with broken limbs and broken arms, withering and miserable.

"This has nothing to do with grudges, it's just about life and death." The young prince's smile was extremely evil.

After a simple word, the people who were running in the imperial city became calm. They no longer fled everywhere, nor did they yell in despair. Everyone's eyes fell on the clothes in Qin Zilu's arms.

Su Xie's seductive peach blossom eyes were filled with an untactic cold wildness, and his eyes could not smell the smell of blood like a beast. Whenever he touched a touch, her eyes would seeped out of a bloodthirsty luster.

Murong Heng could clearly feel Su Xie's body temperature gradually became cold, which made people's skin sting. Then she heard Su Xie's cold voice sound slowly without any murderous intent, but it made people feel cold in the tailbone: "You are forcing me to learn from Wu Ying's way, killing people and slaughtering the city..."

Qin Hao looked like he was killed and smiled proudly: "You dare not, the favor from God is what everyone dreams of. If you slaughter the city and kill people again, and let that person get involved in disaster and cause and effect, you will lose his favor and care for you. For a mere prince, you dare not..."

Before he could finish a sentence, Qin Hao's gradually shrinking pupils reflected the reflection of Su Xie slowly raising one hand.

One by one, one invisible blades cut the body of the human body, and blood splashed in the hot mud. Countless colorful cold blades were like rounds of silver-white waning moons and silver blades dancing in the sky and earth. Su Xie's white dress was erected in the fire and cold blades, clattering, making a sound.

The dancing cold blades took away countless lives in an instant, including fleeing people, noble princes and princesses.

It was like a handful of giant scythes that reaped lives. As she raised her hand and put it down, a large number of people fell down.

Those were the people and court officials of the Great Jin Dynasty.

With this raising of his hand, almost hundreds of lives were taken away.

Qin Hao suddenly felt a little cold. He stared at Su Xie blankly. His beautiful face was bathed in the moonlight, like the most beautiful picture in the world.
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