Chapter 969 (1/2)

Ye Qian's guess is all right. Tu Gang, Tu Meng and Li Ping's gang really hate Liu Minghai and want to eat his meat raw.

A scene of extraordinary blood was being played out in the garden of sky city. Liu Minghai was besieged by the 18 men of Sirius and leopard, and had no room to fight back.

But Tu Gang Tu Meng, Li Ping and other people didn't kill Liu Minghai with one punch. Instead, they all rushed to Liu Minghai with 18 mouths. They ate all the flesh and blood of Liu Minghai. One by one, they bit off the flesh of Liu Minghai.

At the moment, the leopard and Sirius can't be described as human beings. They have become beasts filled with hatred.

At this time, Zhang Hao was just watching. He could neither stop him nor help him. The bloody terror was always in his mind. Zhang Hao found that under the domination of hatred, people were basically no different from wild animals.

The thrilling scene echoed in Zhang Hao's mind, which seemed to remind him of his childhood horror.

At this time, ye Qian did not participate in this terrible cannibalism. After leaving Liu Minghai behind, he quickly returned to his room. Because at the moment in his bedroom, there are more important things waiting for ye Qian than executing Liu Minghai.

The roomy and the blue ones are in the shape of a bed.

”Ups and downs, you finally come back. Look at ruoli's sister and see what's wrong with her?” Blue caier with a cry cavity, nervous a few steps forward, a hug Ye Qian.

Ye Qian Leng God for a moment, sharp eyes toward their own big bed swept in the past.

At the moment, the square snow dance is still a cool camouflage suit, but the whole person has fallen into a coma.

Ye Qian gently pushed away the blue caier in his arms, and then walked towards the square snow dance.

Standing at the edge of the bed slowly, ye Qian first waved his palm and pricked it. Fang Xuewu's camouflage clothes instantly turned into fragments and floated down in the air.

At the moment, Fang Xuewu is wearing a black sexy lace bra, lying on the bed, with a delicate face, such as snow skin, looks like a sleeping beauty as quiet.

Of course, what ye Qian wants to see is not Fang Xuewu's body, but the bloody ghost tattoo on her belly.

Twelve flower masters, twelve tattoos, are almost where their mana seal is.

At the moment, Fang Xuewu's flat abdomen is still bright and clean, and the wound that was stabbed by the forest has already healed. However, the red rose tattoo is extremely strange, looming and unpredictable.

Gently, ye Qian raised his palm and pressed it on the rose tattoo between the belly of Fang Xuewu.

A gentle aura began to slowly penetrate the seal and infuse into Fang Xuewu's body. However, at this moment, between the belly of Fang Xue dance, a bloody light suddenly flashed, which contains a powerful force.

Although Ye Qian was ready, he was still shocked by the powerful magic power. He stepped back a few steps and then showed an incredible expression.