The purple smoke sword was still not withdrawn, the tip of the sword was sharp, and she sneered at Yun Luoxue's neck, her smile was extremely cruel: "Yun Luoxue, this time, I don't know if you have the ability to hold a dagger against me.
Heart?"
Yun Luoxue's calm eyes were like the calmest water color, looking at her motionless without saying a word.
Dong Ziyan's pale face looked a little ugly, and she felt a little neglected. She hated people treating her like this: "Yun Luoxue, are you mute? I asked you to speak, but you couldn't hear me, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Ziyan pierced Yun Luoxue's shoulder without caring about the consequences.
Yun Luoxue had previously fought against Dong Ziyan, and her body had been injured. Now that Dong Ziyan was intact against her, she was no match for her.
There is a stage of difference in strength between them...
"Dong Ziyan, what are you doing? Stop!"
At the moment when Dong Ziyan stabbed Yun Luoxue's shoulder with his sword, Qianmo Qingcheng accidentally appeared with the golden lotus fruit.
His figure is still on the second floor spiral staircase.
Dong Ziyan's face changed, and her eyes suddenly sharpened: "Yun Luoxue, I will make your life worse than death, and even if you die, I won't let you be happy!"
Dong Ziyan pushed Yun Luoxue into a black vortex that just appeared behind her.
Yun Luoxue wanted to hide, but Dong Ziyan had made up his mind, and he was a man who gained wisdom through every experience. Due to the difference in strength, Dong Ziyan did not give Yun Luoxue a chance to fight back.
With a smooth palm, Yun Luoxue was pushed in.
What's more, her purple smoke sword is blessed with the effect of dispersing spiritual power. If it hadn't been for that sword just now, Yun Luoxue might have been able to avoid this push.
Qianmo Qingcheng used the invisibility of his shadow to instantly arrive at the place where Yun Luoxue was standing. As soon as he fell down, Yun Luoxue was already pushed in by Dong Ziyan.
The black vortex closed immediately.
Everything, just in the blink of an eye.
Dong Ziyan raised her eyebrows proudly, good, she succeeded!
Yun Luoxue, just wait to die!
That place is very nice and suitable for you...
Qianmo Qingcheng's face was immediately covered with a layer of haze, like clouds in the sky about to roll down with thunder.
The purple robe danced instantly, and murderous intent suddenly appeared.
Qian Mo Qingcheng narrowed her purple eyes slightly, with a sharp light in her eyes, "Dong Ziyan, where did you get Luo Xue?"
Dong Ziyan raised her eyebrows and smiled, instantly charming and charming.
His body was like a soft snake, swaying towards Qianmo Qingcheng step by step: "Qingcheng, haven't you seen everything?
Why bother to ask me? Tsk tsk tsk, Qingcheng, I didn’t expect that I, Dong Ziyan, would ever see you so nervous, even though it wasn’t for me.
But it’s also about me, isn’t it? Well, I should be satisfied!”
Qian Mo Qingcheng clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turned white and she made a rattling sound.
His face was gloomy, just like Shura who emerged from the fighting field thousands of years ago.
With a wave of his big hand, he pinched Dong Ziyan's throat tightly, and his tone of iron anger was filled with the overwhelming coldness of the wind: "Dong Ziyan, did you get Luo Xue into the river of death?
Don't you know what I said?
Dong Ziyan, it seems that you still don’t know my personality. It seems that you need to be reincarnated as a human being.
I have never allowed others to touch my people, and now you actually dare to use the transformation space to push Luo Xue into the vortex under my nose.
Let me tell you, if something happens to her, I will let the entire Ziyan Palace be buried with her!
As for you, I will make your soul fly away and never be reincarnated!"
Dong Ziyan shivered, trying her best not to be affected by Qianmo Qingcheng's aura, but she still couldn't control it.