Speaking of this, she looked at Yan Leqing again. The crazy light in her eyes flashed several times. In the end, she couldn't bear to let Yan Leqing go with her beautiful face. Her head was raised proudly, and she said as if she was gifted:

"Although you are the smelly man that this city lord hates the most, for your face, this city lord will give you this face and leave your face."

Leng Yue and feast Yueqing: "…”

How many pounds of fake wine can I drink to achieve such blind confidence?

In her eyes, is it a gift to her if she peels someone else's skin on her face? Is she feels that she has a high status as a city lord?

"How many girls did you harm?"

Lan Yue's eyes were cold and his voice was depressing.

"Murder? How can it be called mutilation? This city lord is giving you the gift of wealth and power with this city lord. This is something that no one can ask for...."

Before the storm of Ouyang City Lord had finished his crazy words, he had been interrupted by a whip that Lan Yue whipped.

After finding out that only the city lord is the mastermind, Lan Yue is too lazy to talk nonsense to her.

Such a person who is full of evil lives for one more second is a blasphemy to the dead girl in this stone chamber.

She no longer wants to know how many girls were killed. With the virtues of this city lord, she is afraid that after the city is built, the beautiful girls who enter the city will be in danger.

"Hmph, overestimate one's own abilities!"

City Lord Ouyang snorted coldly and raised his hand to resist, but at the moment of using his spiritual power, he curled up in pain. At this time, Lan Yue's whip swept to her, thrust her hard, flew onto the stone wall, and then bounced back by the stone wall and landed on the ground.

But City Lord Ouyang didn't seem to feel the pain on her body. She covered her face with her hands and wailed, "Ah! My face! My face!"

Her face was extremely painful, and she was also like that, as if millions of ants were gnawing at her densely.

"What did you do to me?"

She raised her head viciously, and her neck and hands were filled with veins due to pain, staring at Lan Yue like an evil ghost. She was fine before, but now she suddenly felt so painful, she must have done something.

At this moment, her face seemed to be swollen by water, and her face was bulging and looked extremely terrifying.

"What can I do? Don't you like to peel human faces? I'm just letting things that don't belong to you get out of you."

Lan Yue's tone was faint, and the evil technique that blended people's skin into her body was vicious and despicable!

Lord Ouyang paused with a fierce expression, touched her face in disbelief, and immediately felt a bumpy face. She immediately collapsed and rushed towards Lan Yue like an evil ghost.

"Ah! My face! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Yan Leqing held the Death Scythe in his hand and blocked Lan Yue, "Junior Sister Murong, please let me do it, don't dirty your hands."

He turned around and kicked Ouyang City Lord out.

The eyes were cold and deep, and the Death Scythe in his hand also emitted a faint black light, and the cold aura seemed to merge into one with the Death Scythe.

A clean person like Junior Sister Murong should not be dirty by such dirty bad women.

Lan Yue was stunned. Senior Brother Yan was a bit cold and sick. Now with the Grim Reaper Scythe, her breath seemed to be even colder and more quiet. She gave him the Grim Reaper Scythe, and she suddenly didn't know whether it was good or bad.

Lord Ouyang turned his wrist and wanted to summon his weapon. However, as soon as he started to use his spiritual energy, his whole body was filled with pain again, and his face was even more painful.

The next moment, a thin face fell from her face...

"Ah! My face! How could this happen!"

Seeing that a facial skin fell from his face, Ouyang City Lord screamed in horror and pressed his face down.

After magic, these facial skins just like they grow on her face. How could they fall off?

But at this moment, her face continued to rise, and soon another face fell off her face.

She had fallen off her face and did not have a bloody face as Lan Yue imagined. In fact, under her skin, there was another beautiful face with a good appearance.

Obviously, it was the face of another beautiful woman she had murdered.

As Ouyang City Lord screamed repeatedly, the skin on her face kept flying out, and each time she flew, another brand new face.

The more Lan Yue looked at her, the more frightened she became. How many girls did this woman harm?

I don’t know how many faces I flew out, but a lot of skins flew out of her during this process.

Ouyang City Lord's wailing became lower and lower, and in the end, no more facial skin or skin flew out, only her own face and skin were left.

It was an ordinary woman's face with an ordinary look and no characteristics. Although her figure was not as big and thick as those outside, she had no characteristics. She was shriveled and ordinary, but overall, except for her poor skin, she was not very ugly.

"Six hundred and twenty-one faces, is she painting the skin?"

Xiaohua was shocked and said this after a while.

Six hundred and twenty-one faces flew out from Ouyang City Lord's face, which also means that at least sixty-one girls were killed in her hands.

Lan Yue fisted tightly, but she couldn't figure it out. This woman was not very ugly, at most she looked a little ordinary.

In the secular world, there are so many people who look ordinary, and no one is as extreme as her!

Even in the cultivation world, the cultivators may have different appearances because of their spiritual energy, but their skin condition is still pretty good. If she practices well and does not do these evil ways, even if her appearance is not the most beautiful one, her temperament will not be bad after cultivation!

As for being so crazy?

Perhaps the meaning expressed in Lan Yue's eyes was so obvious that Ouyang City Lord was stimulated again after seeing it.

"What do you know?

Do you know the mood of being called ugly?

Do you know the feeling of being ridiculed and teased by those good-looking people?

Do you know how painful it is to be ridiculed by a man you like behind your back for being ridiculed and ridiculed?

Have you ever tasted the shame that makes people feel wantonly humiliated because of their appearance?

What do you guys who are born good-looking know?

What I hate the most is that people like you are pretending to care about others, but in fact they don’t know how many times they have laughed at me.

I just want to peel off the skin of people like you so that you will never be proud of your appearance again, and let those men surround me!"

City Lord Ouyang shouted wildly, as if he was crazy, all the skin on his body that did not belong to her had already flown away, and the pain of the chewing insects that had caused her great pain before gradually disappeared.

She knew that she must be the face she hated so much now.
Chapter completed!