Because she is marked with ghost marks.
"Is there any way to kill it?" Qing Moyan drew his sword. "Do you want a charm?"
The next time he was in Baiheyuan, he had seen her stick a symbol on the face of a thousand wounds rapier, as if that would make their weapons temporarily have the same mana as her peach wooden sword.
Ru Xiaonan took out the symbol and signed it with both hands "Hey!"
The three symbols are attached to the blade surface of the green ink Yan Jian.
Xuanyu and others gathered around, but no one dared to go before the blue ink Yan ordered.
"Protect your wife" Green Ink Yan threw a sentence and strode backwards with a sword.
He must try his own strength, which is a new yin and yang force.
Chapter 22 Shao Qing cruel you go to hell
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Green ink Yan almost didn’t recognize it when she walked into the room. This is where they stayed at dinner just now.
The room is filled with black dead air.
Fairy fairy was entangled in the whole body like a mass of black silk thread and could not move.
"Help … help me!" She gave a low cry for help, and her eyes lit up when she saw the blue ink face.
"Help me" She held out her arm to him.
At this time, she also has arms to move.
Dead rolled like a big mouth wrapped in fairy as if she could be swallowed at any time.
Blue ink yan know this is demons in giving her the last chance.
"Do you know what it is that no horse ate you?" Blue ink yan light way
"What … what? What are you talking about? "
"It is your cousin who was killed. Don’t you have anything to say to it?" Although know in vain but green ink yan still asked.
"Ghosts and ghosts … help me …" Sister-in-law struggled desperately to get rid of the shackles that bound her.
"This is your last chance." Qing Moyan raised his sword and shimmered against the blades of three Fu Qi swords.
The dead man recoiled from the light as if he were extremely afraid.
"Please kill this ghost quickly and let me do anything to get me out!"
Black is dead because she suddenly jumped several times this sentence.
Blue ink Yan disdained to pull the corners of her mouth. Her last chance has been lost.
It was her fault, but she never regretted it.
The spirit of hatred issued a shrill cry, mixed with the dead, and pounced on the nun.
The green ink Yan Jian is faster than the dead, and the blade pierces deeply into the nun’s chest.
"You …" Xiangu looked down at her chest in disbelief.
Blood gushed out and sprayed on the blade and hand of the green ink Yan Jian, but he did not move.
"What … are you going to kill me?" Sister-in-law shivered, but for her being entangled in the dead, her whole body would almost collapse to the ground.
"People like you shouldn’t be alive." The corners of Qing Mo Yan’s mouth evoked a cruel smile.
I don’t know if she will also turn into a class of demons when she dies with hatred.
A woman like her will not die willingly, and if possible, she will retaliate, even if she becomes a ghost, she will not give up her hatred.
In that case, let her hate me.
Green ink Yan suddenly drew a sword and pierced her abdomen again.
"I don’t know how many people in this world want to live well, but they can’t beg for death. You can’t play with everyone for your own benefit. This is not your intelligence but selfishness."
The demons roared and pounced on the fairy again.
But the sword of Qing Mo Yan shimmered again.
Dead and timid.
Green ink Yan Fang hilt took a step back, took out a handkerchief from her pocket and slowly wiped her hands with blood.
"You think that fate will take other people’s happiness without telling you, and you will never get real happiness. Those who have been deceived by you have killed people. They are all here watching you all the time. You don’t deserve to live. They are all waiting for the moment when you die. They will come and tear you to pieces."
If she wants to hate, let her put all her hatred on him.
He must not let his little thing be contaminated with this dirty sin.
Nun 1 stare blankly with her eyes wide open, and that wound pierce her abdomen with a sword was still bleeding.
She looked up at the blue ink yan "no … you’re lying to me"
"They’re right here." Qing Mo’s facial expression "You’ll see them when you die."
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