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1418 The Odds of Winning Are Too Wide, You Can Turn the Table Anytime(1/2)

842 The cruel and ruthless girl, who are you asking for a subscription

A handsome and handsome girl with a handsome face, holding a silver whip in her hand, carrying it

Slave, come to this place.

On the way, we used a long whip to destroy some bricks, tiles, clay pots, herbs, etc. around us.

Song Qing'er, what are you going to do

Aman looked at the medicine field that had been destroyed by him in the distance, and his little face looked gloomy and asked.

These medicinal fields are all the hard work of her master. If Song Qing'er is destroyed like this, if she is

If you learn, you will definitely be extremely angry.

Even she was punished in the end.

No matter what, her master is now her greatest reliance on the Man Shen Peak.

If Aman wants to continue to practice in the Man Shen Peak, he will not make his master angry.

Oh, it's just something annoying, what are you doing so nervously

The girl named Song Qing'er sneer spoke with a sneer, not caring about it at all

Aman just looked at her expressionlessly.

Behind Song Qing'er is a peak master, who is also very famous in the Barbarian God Sect.

The second generation, arrogant and domineering

Moreover, Song Qing'er and Zhao Xuan, who has been pursuing her recently, are childhood sweethearts.

Aman only has the cultivation and the restoration of the barbarians in his heart, and he didn't want to pay attention to Zhao Xuan at all, but he did

The day is like a candy stick.

So because of this green, Song Qing'er came to her trouble

"Relying on his beauty, I will seduce Brother Zhao Xuan. I think you look pretty good.

Beautiful.

If I were asked to cut a few cuts today, I would reluctantly forgive your offense...

Song Qing'er's eyes swept over Aman's face and stayed on her delicate and beautiful facial features for a long time

A hint of jealousy passed by.

Finally, I looked at his particularly slender legs, and it was even more difficult to hide his jealousy.

I have to say that Zhao Xuan has a good vision, compared to ordinary human women,

The appearance and figure of a man are much better.

It's like a crane standing out in a flock of chickens.

Forget it, just break your legs together, otherwise it will be difficult to relieve my hatred

Song Qing'er sneered.

Aman was still looking at her expressionlessly, looking at the servants behind her

She was thinking about how to solve this problem today, if it was outside the Man Shen Sect,

She would definitely find a way to kill Song Qing'er.

But in the Man Shen Sect, even if her master is here today, she can't do anything to Song Qing'er

Killer.

"But, stop looking, I know that your master has left the Man Shen Sect this morning

Go to the outside world to find medicinal materials.

It will take ten days and half a month at the latest to come back. Now who can protect you?

"You are just a third level of cultivation. The two slaves behind me are both in the fourth level of cultivation.

"If you are smarter, don't resist, otherwise you will be worse than death later.

These servants next to them have never tasted the taste of a barbarian princess.

Song Qing'er didn't see Sibo's panic and fear on Aman's face, and she was even more annoyed.

Angry, he couldn't help but sneer and threatened.

Aman still looked at her expressionlessly, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

If it were an ordinary person, she might have been in panic at this moment, but she did not.

No matter what, Song Qing'er can only humiliate her and dare not be in the barbarian god openly

Sect, kill her.

However, Song Qing'er's father was a great monk at the seventh level.

The Man Shen Sect is one of the most powerful forces on this continent.

In addition to some peak masters, there are also unfathomable sect masters, Supreme Elders and others.

It is said that a super strong man who almost entered the ninth realm is comparable to a barbarian god.

So it is difficult to guarantee that Song Qing'er has any powerful secret treasure in her hands. For the sake of caution

Aman is not ready to attack him directly.

"If you are really capable, then kill me. I really don't believe that your father can be the barbarian god.

Inside, one hand covers the sky.

Aman spoke at this moment, his tone was very cold, like an ice spring falling on the jade plate, with a shocking

chill.

But hehe, I really don’t dare to kill you, but I have a way to ruin you.

The situation of the barbarians is not good now. You also know that my father is the Barbarian God Sect.

The peak master, he has many friends, can easily destroy it by just finding a few

A few barbarian tribes were lost.

If you are tactful, just be obedient, but you can't beat me.

Song Qing'er was still sneering. When she saw the anger that flashed across Aman's face, she felt

It's even more enjoyable.

Song Qing'er, you are so despicable

I have no grudges and no grudges, why do you target me everywhere

Anger appeared on Aman's face, and his little hands were tightly clenched, as if he was so angry that he hated him.

"Who made you look so beautiful, but it even attracted my sweetheart.

Mu, can you blame me for this?

Finally, on Aman's face, he saw that angry but helpless look.

Song Qing'er felt very happy, and said with a high smile, "I'm tactful."

Don't try to resist, maybe it will be easier in a while

Yeah

However, before she finished speaking, Aman interrupted her, and the anger on her face swept away

Empty, only indifference.

you,

Song Qing'er's face changed, and she suddenly realized something was wrong, and her throat became itchy.

Among them, there seem to be tens of millions of centipedes crawling.

She reached out and grabbed her neck, trying to vomit.

But this feeling was not diminished, but it became more and more serious. Even she began to use her nails to scratch her throat and her skin was torn.

The eyes were bulging tightly, and they looked like a ghost.

In addition to her, the several servants beside her were all caught and kept on the ground.

Rolling, it hurts extremely.

This is a poison I have developed, called Broken Throat Scent. When you spoke just now

, it has been sucked in.

If you don't have my antidote, you will always tear yourself up like Gang's

The throat
To be continued...
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