The disciples of Tianyun rush towards the arbor crazily and try their best to protect muqingya and other Qi Qi Qi.
They look like this, regardless of want to retreat immediately.
From a face shocked to stand in place, as if not from the "Madame is the head of fortune" in the fear of reaction, conveniently was pushed to the ground.
Before she could stand up, she was trampled on by the swarming disciples of Tianyun, holding the broken arm and making a series of cries.
Tian Yun's disciples, wearing pale Mrs. Hua, mu Roulin and others, fought and retreated. Countless different kinds of psychic forces half collided and half collided in the air, making a lot of buzz.
The tree looked at the group of heaven luck disciples who were holding other people's families with cold eyes. With one move, countless arrowheads rushed down from the roof.
The target is precise and powerful. Each arrow runs through the neck of one of the disciples of Tianyun. It directly knocks people to the ground and immediately dies.
Mu Qingya said in a cold voice, "take them as shields."
Mrs. Hua was horrified to find that she had been lifted up, and was standing in the middle of the sky, blocking the head of Mu Qingya and others.
If there are arrowheads flying straight down, they will definitely shoot her into a wasp nest.
"Mother!"
"Mother!" Several young masters in Wufang jumped up and rushed forward with their swords raised. However, they were stopped back by Tianyun disciples in the front row.
"Crown princess." Mu Qingya said in a cold voice, "the lives of twenty or thirty women here are totally ignored?"
"Let us leave here in exchange for the lives of these people." Muqingya said calmly and elegantly, with no sense of being pushed to the end.
Even at this moment, she had already been exposed, and the whole person was clearly seen from head to toe.
She is still the elegant and dignified style of the big lady, calm, calm, cold and indifferent eyes, there is no obvious feeling of suffocation.
He was so calm that he could not help but stare at her.
An ordinary woman can be the leader of the sky sports organization. It can't be due to luck.
She is capable. In fact, in addition to her lack of accomplishments, the woman's brain, judgment, and even vision are all very old and unique, far superior to those women and girls who are raised in the boudoir.
"You let people go." Said the tree coldly.
Mu Qingya sneers, "do you think I'm a fool? I've set people free now, and I'm going to let you do whatever you want. "
"You have no choice." The voice of the little prince and concubine was so cold that everyone was in a heavy mood.
"If I can't live, why should I listen to you?" Mu Qingya sneered, and the dagger in her hand was put on Mrs. Wufang's neck. "You all step back! Back to the middle court. Now! "
The tree sneered and raised his hand slightly. "Ready to shoot."
"Joe Joe!" The old lady's heart beat hard, and she couldn't help exclaiming.
"I have said that all of you will die here today." The arbor expression interrupts the old lady's words, one by one, "no one can disturb my mother's sleep, but also can leave all over!"
Always calm and elegant, the expression on his face finally has a soft crack, "are you really so cruel and decisive? Completely ignoring their lives? "