Ye Qingluo looked down at him with disdain: "Wei Chi Peng, think about it Who are you going to turn over to be the commander of your hard-working iron Knight... "
Wei Chi Peng's face became more and more worship.
He was convulsed and shaking with anger.
Chest wound, the more involved in the pain.
Blood constantly gushed out, and in an instant he was dressed in a blue robe, dyed with blooming red flowers.
"You dare to kill me..." Wei Chi Peng gnaws his teeth and jumps out a few words as hard as he can.
His forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Up to now, Wei Chi Peng still can't believe that he has such a strong power, and xuanjie has promoted three grades because of this huge axe, and has been flowing into the realm of Di Xuan!
It was a move, it was defeated in the hands of a dirty girl!
"Kill you? Do you want me to do it? " Night Qingluo sneered contemptuously and squinted at the axe in his hand.
"You..."
This is a naked shame!
Wei Chi Peng clenched his teeth in anger. On his pale face, he was flushed with rage.
"The clever young master weichi, haven't you found it yet?" Night clear fall eyebrow tip tiny pick, the radian of the corner of the mouth, become extremely ironic.
"What do you mean?"
Wei Chi Peng realized the strangeness in his words, and his heart suddenly contracted.
A sense of foreboding pervaded my heart.
His question was not answered.
Night Qingluo chuckles, that narrow corner of the eye, hook out the arc of enchantment, a pair of beautiful eyes, fixed in a certain place.
Wei Chi Peng followed her gaze.
All of a sudden, the whole face became as white as paper.
The pupil is big, the whole body cannot contain to tremble.
The blood seeping out of his chest, drop by drop, formed a blood line, which was flowing to the axe tightly held by his right hand at a very fast speed.
Wei Chi Peng's pupil continued to expand.
This What's going on?
How could this axe suck human blood?
The iron and blood soldiers around xuanzhe and the youth of the world regiment were stunned by the scene.
They could not believe that the dense blood line was expanding on Wei Chi Peng's body.
"Soul trading does not mean that you give your soul to each other after you die."
Night Qingluo looked at his panic disordered appearance, looked at his constantly dying struggle appearance, gently laughed out the sound.
"The living soul is much better than the dead soul. What the dark forces want It's your first soul. "
Night clear off the slender fingers, against the jaw.
Her curved eyes are full of enchanting smile.
"Save Help me... " Because of his fear, Wei Chi Peng's whole face has been twisted and ferocious.
No wonder he felt that his strength was losing so fast, no wonder he felt more and more unable to lift his strength.
"You know it's a soul trade. You can save me, save me..."
No one is not afraid of life and death.
How can a man with great ambition like Wei Chi Peng be willing to die now?
"Save you, conditional." The night is clear and the eyes are cold.
Wei Chi Peng quickly nodded: "as long as you save me, I will promise you what you want! I promise you
Night clear vision in the circle around: "you, all heard it."
Those who were scared to be stupid were in a completely muddled state at this time.
Maybe the atmosphere of the night is too strong.
When the night clear vision falls on them, one by one subconsciously straightens his back: "listen, hear!"
Night Qingluo looks at Mo Han Shang again.
Mo Han, knowing that, took a step forward: "if the head of the iron war does not keep his word, I will, on behalf of the little Lord of the mercenary Union, abolish the mercenary corps of iron and blood soldiers."
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