Chapter 1173

"Dugu Qiumo hasn't come yet?" the soul devil frowned slightly.

Qingqing, who was tied to the post, lost her blood color and looked pale. She was weak and said with a smile: "soul devil, you will die. He won't come."

"Oh, it seems that the new son of the Tianmo sect doesn't care about fragrance and jade. He doesn't even care about your fellow saint. In that case..."

A sneer appeared at the corner of the soul devil's mouth. He immediately pulled out a whip and severely whipped more than a dozen whips.

Qingqingjiao's body was full of blood stains. Her face was more pale and her lips coughed up blood.

But on her charming face, she showed a smile.

Just that smile, some bitter, some desolate.

"You're right, Qingqing's life... In his eyes, it's nothing..."

"He never took Qingqing to heart..."

When you think of what Dugu Qiumo said that day, don't have superfluous feelings for him.

Qingqing feels pain through her heart.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the demon king, only women such as Princess Luo can barely deserve him.

A sense of inferiority permeates Qingqing's heart.

It even made her feel like a broken jar.

That's why Qingqing would rather die than ask Dugu for a summons.

First, she didn't want Dugu to ask the devil to take risks for her.

Secondly, Qingqing also wanted to know if Dugu Qiumo would be so sad if he died?

Hearing Qingqing's words, those martial arts onlookers in the distance couldn't help shaking their heads.

"Dugu asked the devil to kill the thirteen cities. He thought he was a cruel man, but he turned out to be such a coward that he didn't even dare to save his fellow saint."

"Yes, if it were me, if a saint like Qingqing is trapped, I will come to rescue her at the first time, no matter what the final result is."

"It seems that Dugu was still afraid of the xuanmo hall when he asked for the devil. Even the soul devil was afraid, let alone Shangyuan."

All the martial artists in the distance showed contempt and ridicule.

Although most of the warriors of the king of Moro were indifferent, they felt aggrieved when they saw that women like Qingqing were trapped, and they despised Dugu Qiumo very much.

"Hehe, it seems that I still think highly of Dugu Qiumo. Thanks to my sending a message of Yuan disaster, I let him come here. It seems that it's empty now." the soul devil shook his head and laughed.

"Yes, it's also called Dugu Qiumo. I think it's similar to call Dugu Wugui!"

"Yes, the son of Tianmo sect, but he's just a coward!"

Dozens of disciples of xuanmo hall nearby mocked loudly.

It can be imagined that if Dugu Qiumo really didn't come, the legend of the white haired sword devil who slaughtered the thirteen cities would collapse completely.

"Don't insult him..."

Qingqing, who was tied to the post, raised her last strength and shouted sadly.

"Oh, look at your attitude, are you already the woman who asks for the devil?" the soul devil noticed Qingqing's different attitude towards Dugu's asking for the devil, and slightly raised his eyebrow.

Qingqing bites her lips and says nothing.

The soul devil suddenly thought of a vicious plot, and he raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh... That's interesting. In that case, I'll strip you away, and then let my xuanmo hall disciples go up one by one. See that Dugu Qiumo can't help it, ha ha..."

As soon as this remark came out, Qingqing's pale face was extremely white.

Although she grew up in such a chaotic place as the Moro Dynasty, Qingqing kept her pure and clean since childhood. Dugu Qiumo was the first man close to her.

If the soul devil did such a thing, Qingqing would rather commit suicide.

She also knew that with the character of soul devil and others, she would really do such a thing of publicizing adultery in public.

"Let me come first..." the soul devil slowly approached Qingqing.

Qingqing shook her head desperately, her face as white as paper.

Seeing this in the distance, some martial artists could not bear it, and some sighed in their hearts.

Others are very interested and can't wait to see the next picture.

Qingqing closes her eyes in despair.

Just when she was about to bite her tongue and kill herself.

A breath suddenly envelops the world!

That breath, with extreme killing, cold, tyrannical, cruel!

It's like a demon God came to the world and wanted to wash the world with blood and destroy the universe!

"Soul... Devil... Son..."

Three words, word by word, seemed to be whispered by Jiuyou demon God.

Just when the hearts of the people trembled because of this extremely murderous spirit.

A black crystal sword, breaking through the air, ripping the sky and the earth and shaking the world!

"Who!" the soul devil's face suddenly changed and his body hurried back.

The black crystal sword directly pierced the chest of a genius in the xuanmo hall, and then castrated continuously.

Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof!

Blood bloomed one after another, and in an instant, more than ten talents in the xuanmo hall were penetrated.

Blood, flesh and blood!

Finally, the sword fell straight to Qingqing.

When Qingqing saw the sword, her desperate face solidified, her eyes widened, with an incredible color, and even a little crystal appeared in her eyes.

The black crystal sword wiped Qingqing's side, broke the pillar, and then inserted it obliquely on the ground.

Dead silence

There was a dead silence around.

Before people appeared, a sword directly killed more than ten xuanmo hall talents.

It's not crazy!

In the distance, a figure came.

His pace is very steady, but every step seems to step heavily among all the people in the audience!

It makes the heart tremble like a drum!

With his arrival, the whole world solidifies the meaning of endless slaughter!

White hair three thousand feet, fluttering in the void.

A dark golden devil's eye mixed with blood red, like the eye of Jiuyou demon God, looked coldly at the soul devil and others.

Dugu Qiumo, come!

Wow

After a short period of consternation, the surrounding martial artists sounded the sound of surprise.

They didn't expect that Dugu Qiumo, the son of Tianmo sect, actually appeared.

"Dugu asks for the devil..." the soul devil's original frivolous face solidified slightly.

Because of this frightening momentum, he had to be on guard.

Dugu asked for the devil, ignoring anyone, and his eyes fell on Qingqing.

Qingqing's green clothes were broken in many places and covered with dazzling whip marks. It was obvious that she had been abused. Her beautiful face was also pale and lost her blood color.

But at the moment, there are tears in Qingqing's eyes.

The corners of the lips evoked a touching smile.

Although she didn't want Dugu to ask the devil to come.

But when he really came, Qingqing couldn't help being happy.

At least she didn't even leave a shadow in Dugu Qiumo's heart.

Seeing Qingqing's bloody face, Dugu Qiumo's heart was filled with coldness.

Although Dugu Qiumo had no feelings for Qingqing.

But that doesn't mean he can let others bully Qingqing.

Dugu Qiumo's eyes swept over the people in the xuanmo hall, such as the soul devil, as if they were looking at the dead.

The icy words resounded through the boundless blood.

"Come up and die!"