Chapter 1492: At a Loss
"Luo Yishan!"
Yuan Qinglian had never called this name with such eloquence, and never had he been so joyful when he met the person in front of him!
It wasn't until this moment that she suddenly remembered that the person in front of her was a harbor and an arm she could rely on from childhood to adulthood.
She stretched out her hand, ignoring the bloodstains on her hands, and hugged his strong and straight body like vines tightly wrapped around a big tree.
Calling out loudly, as if suffering a great grievance, so fragile, so pitiful.
"Woooooo...Luo Yishan! You are finally back...Luo Yishan...help me...Luo Yishan...help me..."
"Wow, Lu Jiuque is not human...she wants to kill me! She wants to kill me!"
"Ishan..."
...
Luo Yishan once fell in love with such a soft and delicate voice, when did it start to change? Let this voice make him so disgusted, so hated, that he can't wait to crush the throat that makes such a voice now!
Grasping Yuan Qinglian's arm, Luo Yishan imprisoned her in front of him with his backhand, clasped her slender arm with one hand, and lifted her body up suddenly.
"Crackling..."
There was a clear and crisp sound of bone cracking, and before Yuan Qinglian regained consciousness, he stretched out his hand again, pinched her buttocks mercilessly, and crushed her!
"what--"
The pain in her jaw and arms caused Yuan Qinglian to burst into tears uncontrollably, and her body kept shaking, as if she couldn't believe that the people behind her would treat her like this.
But this was just the beginning. The hand that crushed her jaw slowly covered her abdomen. It should be warm, but it made her feel as if she was being nailed by a poisonous snake.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
She couldn't even speak clearly, but she was full of fear and seriousness, and she had already expressed her doubts.
——what are you going to do? !
——Luo Yishan, what are you doing!
After finding the location of the dantian, Luo Yishan suddenly exerted force, and the endless star soul power turned into a powerful force, hitting her dantian again and again, until she felt that her body was being torn apart inch by inch, and she could no longer feel it. To the slightest star soul power.
"Woo woo woo... ah ah..."
——Luo Yishan! I hate you!
She struggled to squeeze the words out of her throat, but the person holding her didn't seem to hear at all.
He pushed her from behind, causing her to collapse in a pool of blood like a dead dog. The twitching body indicated that the pain had not dissipated in her mind.
At this time, Lu Jiuque had already walked in front of Yuan Qinglian, lifted her up by the lapel of her clothes.
"What happened in the sect, what about the others?"
Yuan Qinglian shuddered instinctively when he heard this ghostly voice, then suddenly remembered something, glanced at Lu Jiuque mockingly, and slowly closed his eyes.
However, Lu Jiuque didn't care about Yuan Qinglian's attitude. She looked in other directions. The disciples who followed Lu Jiuque to fight in the Lingxu Secret Realm this time gathered around, and everyone's body was stained with thick blood.
"Have you asked?"
Lu Jiuque's voice was so cold that everyone shuddered slightly.
Obviously a sad, bewildered, hesitant and terrified person, but he still has to force himself to be calm and strong, but the more this is the more painful it is, he doesn't know what to do.