Chapter 3093 (2/2)
As Rong yuetianlian expected, the people under the enchantment were completely controlled because of the poison enchantment.
When Ji Shenyue fell down, he was falling into a group of people walking in formation, and he also hit a disciple, directly hitting that disciple.
The disciple was dizzy, his head was swollen and he got up. He didn't look at Ji Shenyue who fell on the ground and didn't get up for a while. He still went his own way.
As for other people, they didn't have a half surprised reaction to Ji Shenyue's falling from the sky, and they still ran there. Everyone pinched the formula in their hands, which was about to take shape -
Ji Shenyue usually walked very close to these elder martial brothers and nephews. As usual, when they saw her suddenly appeared, they should have come here for a long time.
But now no one is paying attention to her!
Even the seventh elder martial brother, who has always had a good relationship with her, ran past her and regarded her as nothing!
Ji Shenyue jumps up on the ground with strong support. She does not give up. In the moment of landing, she shouts out the devil Lord's plot with all her strength. Let these people stop the array quickly.
But no one listened to her.
”No use.” Xie jiuque fell down with a gloating sneer in his voice: ”Ji Shenyue, they have become puppets now. They have no consciousness of their own at all. Even if you break the border, they will not stop anything. They are dead!”
Ji Shenyue's bad deeds made him very angry. He wished he could give her a thorough lesson, make her regret, and make her sad.
Ji Shenyue suffered two times from Ziyun's patriarch one after another. She was seriously injured and almost could not stand stably. Her face was white and she staggered backward.
Xie jiuque wanted to catch her by himself, and he wanted to come forward as soon as his figure flashed. Ziyun's master grabbed him: ”little Lord, this array will be ready in a quarter of an hour. The young Lord must first heal his wounds. I'll take care of her. ”
Xie jiuque had a meal at his feet. Naturally, he understood the importance of the event. He took a breath and asked coldly, ”don't be merciful and kill her! Leave her a soul! ”
Ziyun's master's finger is slightly tightened: ”little Lord - in fact, you can save her life. After all, it's romantic...”