Chapter 1282： Lord of the Demon Cult, don’t darken 65

"Yun, Yunxie, what's wrong?"

This time, as soon as the words fell, the man standing in front of her raised his hand.

Before she had time to react, she spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

The whole person was severely beaten on the pillar of the pavilion.

The milky white yarn was dyed red.

It looks so beautiful that it hurts.

Coincidentally, most of the blood fell on the glass mirror.

Just watched that glazed mirror instantly absorbed the blood falling on the mirror.

Before Leng Yue could react, she was pinched on the pillar by her neck with a pair of well-knotted hands.

"Who are you"

That voice was so cold that it made people frightening.

Fear flashed in Leng Yue's eyes, but watching this man get angry for Xuan Yunzhi, her heart was suffocated with fire.

"I'm Lengyue"

There was unyielding in those cold eyes.

It was the woman who took up her appearance, corrupted her reputation, and got the love of this man.

Such a humble person, hiding the most poisonous scheming, can't be exaggerated!

Si Yunxie raised his hand and threw the person to the ground.

On one side, Tang Yi stepped forward.

Still in the gentle manner just now, he squatted down.

"Offended, girl"

The tone of neither overbearing nor overbearing makes people defenseless.

He carefully checked Leng Yue's face and pulled the collar slightly.

After a while, stood up with a respectful voice

"Master, this is her true face."

Si Yunxie glanced at the people on the ground, his eyes drooping, and his voice was cold and frightening.

"ask"

He only said one word.

Tang Yi understood what the master meant.

Bend down, squat down again, with a gentle tone

"Since you are Palace Master Lengyue, who is the one before?"

Leng Yueqing looked at him with cold eyes and said nothing.

Tang Yi smiled

"Girl, you still answer honestly. If the tortured person doesn't have a human figure to say, it would be too much for the loss."

Leng Yue heard his threat, and the more he was like this, the more Leng Yue hated Xuan Yunzhi.

"She is a deliberate woman, with my appearance, she lied to everyone!!"

Tang Yi asked again

"Palace Master Lengyue, where is she now?"

Leng Yue wiped off the blood from the corners of her lips and restored her lonely appearance

"How does this palace know?!"

Si Yunxie glanced at the people on the ground, and a storm surged in his deep eyes.

After being silent for a long time, slowly speak out

"Tang Yi"

"Owner"

"Search carefully"

He paused while speaking, looking at the unyielding Leng Yue on the ground.

Somber voice

"If no one is found, let everyone in Baoyue Palace be buried."

"you!"

Leng Yueqi's chest surged up and down, she had never seen a man like this.

How did you say this sentence cruelly? ?

In the dead of night, there was a cool breeze.

This Baoyue Palace is not peaceful tonight.

At the same time, Xuan Yunzhi was locked in a small black room.

Leaning on the wall and closing his eyes to rest.

Suddenly heard a voice in my head

"Ding Dong, the good luck value of the beloved of heaven is minus five, and the current good luck value is 54"

When Xuan Yunzhi heard this, only his eyelids moved and there was no response.

But then, the 001 reminder is not over yet

"Reminder, the restriction conditions must not be discovered as a substitute within three months. If the restriction conditions fail, the good luck value will be reduced by ten."

With almost a chuckle, Xuan Yunzhi opened his eyes all of a sudden.

She clutched the straw mat on the ground, her face was ugly and scary.

The old mother worked so hard to hide for three months, and the task was completed in one hour.