Li Qingqing's lack of response again completely angered Di Sixie.
She was like a rag doll, at the mercy of others, but she didn't give them any reaction that a living person should have, not even a slight frown on her face.
Li Qingqing was injured by Di Sixie's powerful vitality. At that time, his internal organs had been torn apart, and a lot of red blood was flowing out from the corners of his mouth. After a while, there was a big puddle on the ground.
Although Di Sixie killed people without batting an eyelid and regarded human life as nothing, he frowned in disgust as he looked at the increasingly large bloodstains on the ground.
"She is a little abnormal." After a while, Di Sixie said this coldly.[
When Yue Po and Lian Hun heard this sentence, they looked at each other in a tacit understanding. Listening to what Di Sixie just said, they couldn't help but feel a little worried.
.
Di Sixie walked over and looked at Li Qingqing lying in a pool of blood, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.
He moved his fingers slightly, and saw the transparent silk from his index finger flying out and wrapping around Li Qingqing's neck.
His hand was firmly in the air. As long as he made a slight move, he would immediately send Li Qingqing to hell to meet the King of Hell. A miss would be a thousand miles away. The same was true for Di Sixie's cultivation. As long as there was something wrong.
, the consequences are particularly serious.
He used a hundred girls to practice. Each batch of a hundred girls will be the same, have the same breath, and almost everything will be the same. One cannot be missing, otherwise the skills at this stage will fall short.
The last time Bo Cixin escaped, the blood of the fifty people he absorbed before could not be used, and the blood of the next forty-nine people could not be used again. Just one person was enough to affect everything.
"she
Di Sixie raised his eyes slightly, and a pair of cold eyes swept over Yue Po and Lian Hun behind him like cold knives. Although he did not continue speaking, the two of them had already begun to beat their hearts.
"Your Highness, this girl cannot be wrong. We are all sure of it." Yue Po quickly knelt down and put his head on the ground and said, with a bit of fear in his charming voice.
Di Sixie turned his eyes and flew out of the scabbard like a cold knife. He only heard the melodious voice saying with a bit of anger: "Are you questioning my judgment?"
question
When Yue Po heard these words, she couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Her racing heart was beating uneasily. She quickly raised her head and shook her head suddenly and said: "Your Highness, Yue Po doesn't dare. Yue Po is not like this."
Meaning. Just
"Just what?!" Di Sixie took a step in front of Yue Po. The tall man looked at Yue Po with a pair of cold eyes. Even though his eyes were cold, they were still accompanied by the innate
grace.
No matter what he said or what he did, his indifference, coldness, and cold arrogance would always reveal something called aristocratic air inadvertently.