"Oh!" Mu Qianxi nodded indifferently, and then arranged the next surgery.
Zhizhi looked at her back and slapped his face hard.
He murmured in a low voice, "What am I thinking? Do I still hope that this unstable and ruthless female devil will save my father? How is this possible?"
Has the peaceful relationship these days made him insane? He thinks she will be a good person.
But if she doesn't help, who will save her father and the others?
Him? He simply can't do it.
The boy's eyes instantly turned red and he felt deeply helpless.
My own weakness is the original sin, and I can only watch them die.
There are ten patients and ten scalpels in one glance.
Ji Tianbai's face, she can do it now even if she closes her eyes.
The Shura clan, who fell into a coma, did not know that Mu Qianxi completed the operation much earlier than the normal time.
Mu Qianxi put away the scalpel and erased her disguise.
The color of his eyes turned black, and his face filled with dark evil energy turned into that unique and flawless face.
Mu Qianxi said: "Yun Xiu, let's go! I hope it's still too late, but if it's not too late..."
"Qian Xi, just protect yourself. I don't want you to save everyone. Don't be so tired!" Yun Xiu's voice came from the shadow. Mu Qianxi nodded slightly and said: "I am not their savior. I can save them."
They can only blame themselves! I can only help them within the scope of my ability without disturbing my plan! It also has benefits for us.
Profitable."
In fact, Yun Xiu knows very well that helping these mixed-bloods is a thankless task, and the success rate is too low.
Because the strength gap between them and the Shura clan is simply too big, completely different from the past situation.
A burst of silver-blue light flashed, and Mu Qianxi activated the teleportation array and left the operating room.
Yes, she set up a teleportation array in this operating room where no one except the patient could enter.
At the other end of the teleportation array is Xiuyue's city.
At this time, noisy fighting sounds were heard throughout the city. Liu San, who had previously been a fox and a tiger, used Xiu Yue's order to support other Shura tribes, and cooperated with the mixed-bloods inside and outside, and captured four cities in one fell swoop despite being absolutely weak.
But strength is the foundation for controlling power and controlling the city. Without strength, everything is a castle in the air.
A little loophole can bring down everything before it.
When the Shura tribe's counterattack began, they were retreating steadily. They lost the city that was barely warm after they had just occupied it. In the end, they could only keep their last base.
The subordinates in Xiuyue City were still hesitating, "Should we take action at any time?"
"Sir Xiu Yue hasn't responded to the message yet. I wonder if Lord Luo Xi will be satisfied with taking down so many mixed bloods in one fell swoop?"
"Too few, and they are all so weak. I'm afraid Master Luo Xi won't be satisfied. Let's just watch the show on the sidelines! Don't interfere."
Liu San returned to the city lord's palace with more than a dozen blood marks on his body. Behind him were hundreds of mixed blood, and their faces were pale at this time.
"Commander Liu San, if we don't fight with the Shura clan, it would be worth it to just support us!"
"I have been bullied by them for so long. This is the most proud time for me. I will die without any regrets."
"..."
Liu San clenched his fists and said with red eyes: "What are you talking about? You are all living human lives. You can't give up until the end."
He still had that last bit of hope in his heart.
The Lord gave him a mission. She hasn't achieved her goal yet, so she shouldn't let them be wiped out like this, right?
But it is more likely that the adult felt that they were really useless and useless, and had no interest in using them, so he allowed them to be wiped out.
In the eyes of the noble pure-blood Shura clan, they are just dust and grass, so who cares?
He smiled bitterly. He should have died if he was locked up in prison before. He only managed to save his life because of Zhizhi's nonsense. He had earned his living to this point.
that is……
He has harmed his companions behind him, damn it!
Xiu Yue's personnel affairs were not of his own concern, and other Shura tribesmen rushed into the city lord's mansion, and the two sides confronted each other.
The two sides are not evenly matched at all, because the strongest of the mixed-blood side is lower than the weakest of the Shura side.
They looked at these scarred mixed-bloods with contempt, "You are really too weak. Do you want me to think about how to make your death more interesting?"
"The most despicable things dare to join forces to bite their masters. They should be tortured severely."
"That's right, mixed-bloods have become more and more restless recently, and they should be given a stern warning!"
Liu San stood up and said: "I am the mastermind of all this, I will take the responsibility and give them a happy life!"
These Shura people looked at Liu San's face and said with a smile: "Master Luo Xi's craftsmanship is really amazing. If he weren't so weak, I would doubt that he is not a mixed blood!"
"Isn't that right? I wonder if we have a chance to get a spot and let Master Luo Xi give us a facelift."
"..."
Liu San also knew that these mixed bloods captured several cities in succession, but in fact they did not cause much trouble at all in Xiufeng, an area controlled by the Imperial Shura Clan.
Dealing with them is equivalent to an after-dinner digestion activity for the mixed-blood Shura tribe.
This living situation makes them sad and desperate.
"After all, this is the person that Master Luo Xi has touched. Killing him is a waste of Master Luo Xi's hard work! Wouldn't it be more interesting to keep him and let him watch other people being torn apart?" They laughed cruelly.
.
Soon, some Shura tribe took action, bypassing Liu San and attacking other mixed-races.
The speed is too fast and the power is terrifying.
Even if everyone is determined to die together with the Shura clan, they are unable to move at this time, and they are determined but unable to do so.
Damn it! They cursed in despair.
At this moment, destructive flames rained down from the sky, hitting the Shura tribe like meteorites.
A slender figure carrying a red long sword shuttled between these huge Shura clansmen.
She swung her sword so fast and so accurately that many people couldn't see the trajectory of her sword clearly with the naked eye.
The general-level Shuras fell like dominoes, unable to fight after one strike.
The king-level Shura clan can barely hold on, but cold sweat breaks out on their backs. What a terrifying sword, so terrifying...
They widened their eyes and looked at the figure that shocked and frightened them.
People! Such scary people, this...this...is this a human race?
She is too beautiful and too powerful. In fact, they are more willing to believe that this is a woman from their Shura tribe rather than a human woman.
But no, her temperament is very different from that of the women of the Shura tribe. If the women of the Shura tribe are like the blood moon in the dark night, then she is the bright moon.
The delicate flowers that bloom in the dark night are mysterious and dangerous, charming and deadly.
The flowers blooming under the bright moon are so bright and dazzling that they can eclipse everything in the world.
These are completely two styles of painting, so they can't deceive themselves and others into thinking that this is a woman from their Shura tribe. She is either a human or a god!
