"They don't have blood." Mo Yueying's flat voice sounded, "I finally met someone who is even less human than me."
Although, it was still a flat to calm voice.
But those who knew Mo Yueying and others could hear the excitement in Mo Yueying's words.
Everyone in the Demon Class: "..." What's so exciting about this? Those monsters that don't look like humans are their enemies!
Shouldn't it be...
Did Mo Yueying regard those monsters as her companions
Facing everyone's suspicious eyes.
Mo Yueying glanced at the crowd dully, and said flatly, "I'm a human, they're not."
"Huh... that's good!" Liu Xiaoyu breathed out, "I'm really afraid that you will put yourself in the same category as them!"
Mo Yueying looked at Liu Xiaoyu dully, her empty eyes made Liu Xiaoyu hairy all over, she shrank behind a student of the demon class.
"Stop making trouble." Yan Xiaoyi put away the black scythe blade, waved the long spear in his hand, and tested the feel, "Qing Luo, can these weapons pay more for those monsters?"
Ye Qing raised her eyebrows, smiled without saying a word.
Ni Ruopan leaned forward: "Those monsters are really invulnerable to swords and guns. Lord Regal's barrier rebound just makes them lack arms and legs. If we cut them directly like this, they won't die, right?"
Ye Qingluo hooked his lips mysteriously, and glanced outside the barrier, where the group of dead puppets patted Ni Ruopan's shoulder: "Try it, don't you know?"
Ni Ruopan was pushed to the side of the barrier by Ye Qingluo.
When the four eyes and the missing arms and legs can clearly see the flesh and blood of the red flowers, and the corpse puppet with dense bones is facing each other.
Ni Ruopan's face turned pale with fright: "Me? I'll try it? Lord Qingluo, you, you have too much confidence in me..."
"It's just such a bloody scene, so you're so scared? Then how will you go to the battlefield with me in the future?" Ye Qingluo didn't continue to force her, but just slightly hooked the corners of his lips, smiling calmly and indifferently.
Ni Ruopan's delicate body froze.
Ye Qingluo continued to laugh: "Didn't you say you would believe me?"
Ni Ruopan clasped the weapon in his hand tightly with five fingers.
The pale face also regained its color little by little.
She pressed her slightly white lips tightly: "Yes, I believe in Lord Qingluo!"
The words fell.
Ni Ruopan took a deep breath, raised his steps, and walked outside the barrier.
There was no hesitation or hesitation in her steps.
This made Xiang Shengfa outside the barrier couldn't help frowning.
Can Ye Qingluo's words have such a big impact
It's like... giving the little girl who looked extremely cowardly a lot of courage.
It's like... Let that little girl forget the bloody disgusting and horror of the dead puppet.
Why, a young girl like her can easily influence the people around her
What kind of magic is this
Don't think too much about it.
Ni Ruopan has resolutely walked out of the barrier.
The expression on Ni Ruopan's face was still firm, showing no sign of fear.
Xiang Shengfa's eyes flashed coldly, and he gave an order: "Go! Tear her into pieces!"
Believe in Ye Qingluo, right
Unconditional trust in Ye Qingluo, right
He is going to destroy the faith of these people!
Let them see with their own eyes how Ye Qingluo pushed his trusted companion to death with his own hands!
The dead puppets get orders.
Immediately gave up the barrier of collision, turned around quickly, and rushed towards Ni Ruopan.
The dead puppet with missing arms and legs, although there is not a single drop of blood on its body.
But the pungent smell of rancid blood all over his body could not be concealed no matter what.