Chapter 875

Gong Huiyu's eyes slowly moved down, looking at the sharp sword that the monsoon smoke put on his neck, and his mouth raised a smile.

"The price? Is not her Majesty the queen going to kill me? Since I'm defeated, you can take this life. " Gong Huiyu's tone was casual, as if life and death had no meaning to him at all.

The eye base of monsoon smoke flashed a chill, the wrist of holding the sword suddenly shook, Gong Huiyu subconsciously closed his eyes, ready to meet the arrival of death.

But

The expected pain did not appear on his body at all. A warm liquid suddenly splashed on his face.

Gong Huiyu opened his eyes in surprise, but a blood bead fell from the corner of his eyes. The blood dripped into his eyes with a slight sting. He turned his head subconsciously, but suddenly found that the man in black who was standing beside him had no head, and the huge incision on his neck splashed with hot blood and fell to the ground with a splash.

"This is a warning for you to pick the Star Tower." The monsoon smoke gently shakes off the blood beads on the evil sword, and looks at Gong Huiyu, who has a dull face, "roll back and tell Gong Qiang that I will recover ten times the loss of today's Fuguang city."

Palace Hui Yu slightly a Leng, surprised at the monsoon smoke.

"You're not going to kill me?"

The monsoon smoke gave him a cold glance, but there was no response.

Linghe and others are also surprised by the behavior of jifengyan, but they are very wise not to speak at this moment.

Gong Huiyu didn't even think that he could pick up a life. In fact, as early as the moment when the monsoon smoke was thundering, Gong Huiyu had predicted the defeat and was ready to die.

But

The behavior of monsoon smoke is not what he could have expected.

"If you don't kill me, you will regret it." Gong Huiyu smiled. He looked at the monsoon smoke fearlessly.

Monsoon smoke didn't bother to talk to him at all. The broken evil sword in his hand suddenly trembled. A cold light flashed from the knee of palace Huiyu. In a blink of an eye, a sharp pain came from the knee of palace Huiyu.

At the same time of the sharp pain, Gong Huiyu's knees were soft, and he fell to the ground directly with a thump. Under him, there was a blood color, and his kneecap bones were directly cut by the monsoon smoke.

A kneeling, broken bones pierced the flesh and skin, the pain of Gong Huiyu all over the body can not stop a tremor.

Cold sweat suddenly seeped from Gong Huiyu's forehead. However, he was as cunning as he was. He couldn't bear the pain. In a moment, a handsome face turned pale as snow.

"Kneel and say." The monsoon smoke coldly looked at the pale Gong Huiyu, slightly raised his chin and looked down, which clearly told the gap between the two Gong Huiyu.

Gong Huiyu clenched his teeth, endured the sharp pain of his knees, and stared at the monsoon smoke with bloodshot eyes. But even so, his mouth barely pulled out a smile.

"Yes, your majesty."

The monsoon smoke did not pay attention to the palace Huiyu, but took Ling He and others back to the ruined city of Fuguang.

Outside the city gate, only Gong Huiyu, whose knee bone was cut, was left. In the vast expanse, Gong Huiyu could only grasp the earth under her body with both hands and climb towards the star picking building with great pain and effort.