"Where is the ghost? Who is pretending to be a ghost? Get out of here." Bo Xiaozhou mistakenly thought it was a ghost just for a moment, but he soon realized it and scolded Bo Cixin and the others.
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She was seen approaching Bo Xiaozhou and the others slowly and step by step. She sneered softly: "My lord, if you don't do anything wrong, are you still afraid of ghosts knocking on your door?"
Bo Cixin walked over and took out the fire stick to light the lights in the palace. Slowly, there was light in the palace, and Bo Xiaozhou and the others saw clearly that the two people in front of them were none other than Bo Cixin and Di Wuxie.
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"Di Wuxie, close the door." After all the lights in the room were lit, Bo Cixin put away the fire in his hand and turned back to Di Wuxie coldly.[
Di Wuxie moved slightly forward from the door, waved the robe in his hand, and the two doors were closed at this time. The door was closed, and the whole room was eerily quiet at this time.
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"I'm here specifically to give you a ride." Bo Cixin said with a sneer. After saying this, he quickly flew forward and waved out the evil silver thread in his hand without any courtesy.
Before Bo Xiaozhou could react, he saw Bo Cixin flying over with his bare hands. It was as if the fist was about to hit him. Bo Cixin's speed was so fast that no one had time to dodge.
At this moment, he quickly grabbed Xue Qinglian beside him and blocked it in front of him.
The poisonous silver thread in Bo Cixin's hand was extremely sharp. It was originally going to scratch Bo Xiaozhou's neck, but now it struck Xue Qinglian's neck hard.
At this time, Bo Cixin did not expect that Bo Xiaozhou would block Xue Qinglian in front of him.
This man is a man who has lost his humanity and is extremely vicious. He should have never loved any woman. The women around him are just stepping stones on the road to his success. They are only valuable for use. If
No, the end will definitely be the same as Lan Zhihui's.
The evil silver thread flashed across like lightning. At that time, Xue Qinglian's whole head was separated from her body in an instant, and rolled down on the bed. Even Bo Xiaozhou, who was behind Xue Qinglian, was injured at the neck.
The skin is broken.
The bright red blood, with its strong smell of blood, splashed all over Bo Xiaozhou's face and body in an instant.
The round head was falling next to him. His hand was grabbing Xue Qinglian's skirt. Blood was spreading. His hand was now full of blood.
The blood on his hands was like broken beads, rolling down into the quilt one by one, turning the white quilt on the bed red instantly. This happened in just a moment.
The speed was so fast that Bo Xiaozhou couldn't believe it.
Bo Xiaozhou lowered his head slightly and could see that the head was full of blood and had a lot of black hair wrapped around it. It looked like it made people feel nauseated and nauseated.
Lying on Xue Qinglian's head next to him, the wide eyes on her face were looking at Bo Xiaozhou, with fear and confusion in her eyes. She didn't know why she was allowed to stand in front of him at that time, before it was too late.
When she thought about it carefully, her head and body were already separated.