Chapter 292 (1/2)

One eye, wide open.

”Master...” With a heartrending call, Chu ye no longer cared about the empress charming and Shan wanwan in his hands, and threw them both with their cages outside the hall door. He rushed to Caroline with a single dart.

”Shifu, Shifu, how could this happen? Who hurt you like this, who is who...” Chuye carefully shaking hands will Caroline face a little bit of blood wipe clean, the voice is full of heartbreaking shaking.

In my memory, Caroline is always so gorgeous.

She is the goddess in everyone's mind, so powerful, so elegant, so noble, so holy, at this time, actually reduced to such a look, no one will be able to believe it.

Chuye's heart trembled.

It's like being stabbed by a needle, a burst of stabbing pain, the pain even stopped breathing.

”Master, these two old men did it.” At this time, Xiaoyin kicks two skinny, obscene looking old men who have been bound into zongzi beside him and kick them in front of Chuye.

These two old men are the top high-level witches in Shan wanwan's mouth, ”Shentian” and ”Shendi”.

Xiaojin then said: ”when Xiaoyin and I found master Caroline, she was still dueling with the two old men, but the blood was already mixed and the sorcery was exhausted. Fortunately, we arrived in time.” Otherwise, with these two obscene old man's lustful heart, the consequence cannot imagine.

That is to say, Caroline and the two old men fought in the air for 15 days.

No wonder it's like this.

Chu Ye slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, staring at Shentian and Shendi on the ground, and then bit his teeth word by word: ”call the executioner to cut them one by one. If there are no more than 3000 knives, do not stop breathing.”

Hearing this, all the people in the hall have changed their looks.

All of us are Chuye's people. Since they are aware of Chuye's character and character, they have never seen Chuye's heart so fierce under such a big fire.

But no one pleaded for the two.

It is not too late to put them to death for their crimes.

Chuye did this, not too much, although they were shocked, but absolutely supported.

”Don't stand, everyone. Let's practice sorcery and cure my master.” In other words, Chuye has taken the lead in inputting his own sorcery into Caroline's body.

Who knows, Caroline's body should automatically refuse, she can't even input a bit.

”It's no use. We tried before you came.” The black robed man Jingshan gently embraces Caroline, and his voice is so lonely and desperate.

”Why Why is that so? ” Chuye was stunned.

In this world, there is no wound that cannot be cured by witchcraft.