Chapter 92 (2/2)

The little girl stares at Qin Shuo tightly, as if she is afraid that he will run away. However, when Qin Shuo looks at her, her eyes start to dodge, and the implication is that Qin Shuo can read out.

But why does this little girl look at herself like this? In Qin Shuo's memory, it seems that there is no information about this little girl.

Is this little girl the emissary who comes to the underworld? Then the hell seems not so terrible, there are such lovely elves for company.

The little girl took out her fairy skirt, took out a pill like thing from her waist, and slowly walked to Qin Shuo.

Now Qin Shuo's whole body can't move, just like being frozen, can only be staring at the little girl's movement.

The pill melted in the mouth, and soon turned into a sweet liquid, and integrated into his body.

He took out a pill of forgiveness color and put it in Qin Shuo's pocket.

Then Qin Shuo felt that his whole body was as painful as being pricked by a needle. A powerful force was surging towards Qin Shuo's body, and his clothes seemed to burst out.In front of everything is gradually blurred, no little girl, no a piece of darkness, instead of Qin Shuo coma before the scene.

But at this time, Yan Luo, with his bare hands, did not know whether he was tired or thought Qin Shuo was dead, so he did not start any more. Instead, he turned his eyes to the operating room.

”There's my sister in there. There's nothing to see.” Qin Shuo opened his mouth and whispered.

After hearing this, Yanluo's pupils suddenly dilated, and then he looked at Qin Shuo beside him. He found that he was standing there as if he had nothing to do, and his whole body's injury had been improved.

With a sarcastic smile on his face, Qin Shuo said, ”should I be replaced now?”

Although he was puzzled, he didn't panic. In his heart, he thought he could still beat Qin Shuo.

However, immediately this kind of self thought is broken, Qin Shuo's iron fist with a kind of speed that he can't react to hit his chest above.

The air shield was still open, but it was of no use. When iron fist just touched the air shield, the hard air shield was broken like bean curd dregs, directly touching his thin body.

A stream of blood spurted out, the mask on the face was also directly impacted by the blood flow, revealing the old face inside.

It's just an old man with a bent back.

Qin Shuo takes a single hand in the air, and the iron stick on one side flies to his hand. This is the method that the master of the realm of the day after tomorrow can have!

Take things from the air!

There is no time for the old man to react. The long stick directly stabbed him in the chest and penetrates his body directly, but this is not over.

Qin Shuo turned around and came to the old man's back. He pulled the stick out of the old man's back and bent the thin, barehanded Yama.

It's the body that bends, not the mind!

The long stick was inserted into his Pipa bone like flowing water, which made him lose all combat effectiveness. It was impossible to resist.