Chapter 5157 (1/2)
These four sword injuries not only imprison LAN ChuChu's sorcery, but also make her miserable.
It happens every other hour.
LAN ChuChu hated emperor Xin for this.
Although she was angry, she was also afraid of Dixin.
She also found that this man was not the original sword demon emperor Xin.
At the beginning, the sword demon emperor Shen was indifferent, as if everything between heaven and earth was not in his eyes.
He even disdains killing LAN ChuChu and others.
But this time, the emperor Shen who wakes up in the month is different.
He aimed at punishing the evil and promoting the good. If he had not been in a hurry to deal with the dark inheritors in the River Temple, he would have killed LAN ChuChu.
She must never fall into the hands of that terrible man.
Without sorcery, LAN ChuChu couldn't get in touch with the witch. At present, she was no different from an ordinary old woman, even weaker.
She prayed for a long time, and no one sympathized with him.
The red moon sky is now in a special period. The temple of Yuedu River collapses, and xianzun and Xianhuang disappear and die. The people of the whole red moon sky are in fear.
I don't know when it began to be rumored that the red moon would probably become the next light leader.
In recent days, some people of the red moon sky have fled to Zhenwu heaven.
This small town is the only way on the way, LAN ChuChu did not have the order to pass through the sky smoothly.
She hid in a small town to find a way to cross the border.
But for now, the odds are slim.
LAN ChuChu balloon for a long time, not to mention money.
She touched her already shriveled stomach. She had no food for more than a day.
If I had known this, I'd better follow ye Lingyue.
LAN ChuChu has some air passages.
At least with ye Lingyue, she still has a lot to eat.
Have to admit, ye Lingyue that woman, some skills.
She always survived from the divine world to thirty-three days.
At the same time, she still has some resentment in her heart. It has been such a long time since her brother Jiuye didn't show up.
He must be ”ye Lingyue” that woman to entangle, will leave her behind.
When she recovers her sorcery and looks, she must get rid of the two ”ye Lingyue”.
At this time, her hand injury is a pain.
LAN ChuChu took a breath of air-conditioning, almost did not faint in the past.
The sword's wound is powerful again.
The feeling of pain swept through.
She lay on the ground in pain, like a trapped animal, tossing and turning.
People on the street saw her as if they had seen something filthy, and they avoided her one after another.
”Brother Qin, look at the man in front of you. How pathetic.”
LAN ChuChu then rolled to a pair of small boots.
It was a pair of pink foot boots, which were embroidered with slowly blooming pink lotus flowers. The petals of lotus flowers were sewn with good Luan feather, and the gold threads of stamens were embroidered one by one. The boots were spotless.
The voice is clear and pleasant, like a bell.
LAN ChuChu, as if to see the straw, hugged the owner of the boots.
”Help me Help me. ”
LAN ChuChu didn't finish speaking, and then he fell into a coma.
”Miss Qingwu, this man is from unknown origin and has soiled your shoes.”