It hasn’t been a month since she joined the conspiracy...

The joining ceremony is still vivid in my mind, as if it happened yesterday.

It was originally agreed upon tonight.

We went to her house to celebrate his birthday together.

And now...

No more, nothing more...

At this time, the ghost servant said: "We are just executing the oracle of the Lord of Light, following the light, and fighting for the light."

"Go to hell, Lord of Light!"

"Fuck you!"

Yang Qingqing swore loudly and rushed forward with his two swords.

The two swords turned into countless sword shadows, overwhelmingly falling towards the ghost slaves.

However, the body of the ghost slave seems to be a shadow.

Yang Qingqing's fierce offensive fell on him, but it had no effect at all.

On the contrary, it was an ordinary sword strike from the ghost slave.

It penetrated directly through Yang Qingqing's shoulder.

Blood dyed the night sky red and seeped into the earth.

Yang Qingqing retreated continuously.

She was no match for the ghost slaves, she knew it from the beginning.

However, she had no choice.

"It must be hard to watch them die in front of you." The ghost slave said.

"Their wails."

"Their screams."

"They said they didn't want to die."

"Shut up! We are willing to die to protect you!" Yang Qingqing roared.

The ghost servant shook his head: "You are wrong... This is the sad part of your conspiracy."

"In this world where people are dead and ghosts are living, and people are in dire straits, what they need is not your protection, but the salvation of the Lord of Light."

Yang Qingqing sneered and did not respond.

She has nothing to say to the Illuminati scum.

Traitors of mankind, yet they still act grandly and consider themselves superior.

The funny thing is that they are right!

The ghost slave sighed and spoke again: "Where is the finger?"

Yang Qingqing: "Oh, even if I die, I won't tell you!"

"I don't have to kill you."

"I do not care."

"What about her?"

The ghost slave turned around.

Yang Qingqing's blood-stained pupils shrank suddenly.

"Crack."

A box falls.

The cake inside was spilled all over the floor.

Yang Qingqing took a deep breath of air.

"run!"

"run!!!"
Chapter completed!