It is not certain whether the other party knows about Emperor Moxuan's body poisoning.
Ye Qingluo didn't have the heart to delay any more.
She jumped up, and the feather fan in her hand drew several strong winds.
Immediately afterwards, countless coquettish red lights shot out from the red feather fan.
Like thin red threads, they spread out into a huge net, covering all the dead puppets in it.
Mei and Yan Zhenfei, who were surrounded by countless dead puppets, became more and more ugly.
They struggled desperately, trying to get out of the encirclement of the dead puppets.
However, Ye Qingluo's residual profound power caused the corpse puppet to completely lose control.
It was easy for Mei and Yan Zhenfei to get in, but difficult to get out.
"Shouldn't you feel honored to have died under your favorite weapon?" Ye Qingluo looked at the two desperately struggling, and couldn't help but sneer.
"Ye Qingluo! You splatter! Splatter! I won't die, I won't!" Yan Zhenfei roared angrily.
Up to now, Yan Zhenfei still doesn't understand.
From the beginning, Ye Qingluo didn't show up, but deliberately lured them into the siege of dead puppets.
Then, he used his remaining profound strength to attract the corpse puppets, and because of the order, he completely disregarded the two of them and attacked directly.
Ye Qingluo used this trick to kill people with a knife without any flaws!
Yan Zhenfei felt that the endless rancid smell seemed to swallow her up.
She was terrified and screamed: "Second Palace Master... please stop giving orders... stop..."
For the current plan, the only way is for the Second Palace Mistress to stop ordering the dead puppets.
But, no matter how Yan Zhenfei roared.
From the beginning to the end, the second palace lord never said a word.
"ah… "
Yan Zhenfei's screams were buried by the sounds of the puppets colliding.
And then…
Then there was no more sound.
Even Mei, who had never made a sound, had no breath left.
...
At this time, like a dinosaur, on the body of a monster named Blood Sacrifice.
Fox Shengfa was leaning on the soft mat, his brows and eyes slightly frowned.
A cold voice sounded next to my ear: "What do you think of this girl named Ye Qingluo?"
That voice, like a poisonous snake, was so cold that it sent chills down the spine.
However, the four Anyou Palace disciples who were protecting Fox Saint Fa still stood upright, as if they did not hear any sound.
In fact.
Only Fox Shengfa could hear that cold voice.
"The person who can make the palace lord look good, naturally has the reason of the palace lord." Fox Shengfa replied lightly.
"At such a young age, with such deep thoughts, she is not an easy girl to deal with." The cold voice sneered, "It's no wonder that the Palace Master asked me to come here."
Fox Saint Fa narrowed his bewitching eyes, and seemed a little displeased: "Everyone says that Xiao Xi is amazing, but my Palace Mistress doesn't think she has anything to be afraid of."
For Ye Qingluo, it's not just Ye Qingqian's body, but also the hatred for Ye Qingluo.
She herself has an inexplicable hatred for Ye Qingluo.
"Do you really think that her killing with a knife is just luck?" The cold voice sneered at Hu Shengfa's obvious jealousy.
Fox Sage Faliu frowned: "You should talk to the Palace Master, it's not luck, what is it?"
"If she didn't know your temperament, would she have guessed that you would push those two trash to death?" The gloomy and cold voice was rarely filled with interest, and she really explained.
It can be heard that the owner of this gloomy voice is obviously very interested in Ye Qingluo.