The intersection of earth and heaven.
A slender figure stood on top of the peak, facing the wind.
A black dress, under the strong wind, blows like a thick black mist, lingering around the person.
And behind that person, stood two respectful women in lotus blue attire.
"Miss Bai, do you think... will Ye Qingluo really come?" One of the women with a hostile face asked cautiously and tentatively.
This is clearly a trap.
Will someone as smart as Ye Qingluo really come
In front of him, the slender figure raised her red lips lightly, and that young and beautiful but extremely distorted face showed a sinister expression: "Yes, she will definitely come."
The two women in lotus blue clothes looked at each other.
Another woman who seemed to be kind-hearted and kind-hearted smiled and said, "Miss Bai said she would come, so Ye Qingluo will definitely come, so let's just wait with peace of mind."
"That splasher... has always been posing, putting on airs, in order to let others say that she values love and righteousness, how could she not come?" The voice of the slender figure was very nice, but the tone was cold and let The human scalp is numb.
"She is relying on Lord Emperor! Heh, this time, let's see how she escapes from Miss Bai's palm!" The hostile woman sneered.
The slender figure called Miss Bai smiled even colder, and her eyes slowly settled on the dozen or so people who were hung on the edge of the cliff with scars all over their bodies.
those people…
Isn't it just a few people from the Mercenary Corps in the World? !
He noticed the gaze of the slender figure.
The boy who was hanging upside down, with icy cold light in his blue eyes, shot straight at her.
"Why are you staring!" Seeing this, the woman with a gloomy face raised her profound strength and slapped the man with her palm.
The boy's throat was sweet, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Another kind-hearted woman stopped her: "Don't beat people to death, these... are all tools to restrain Ye Qingluo."
After a pause, he continued: "Let them die now, how could it be more enjoyable to torture them to death bit by bit in front of Ye Qingluo?"
Obviously, the woman is smiling.
But what he said was so chilling.
The three women looked at each other and laughed in unison.
The laughter was sharp and harsh.
The dozen or so people hanging on the edge of the cliff were all angry, but they couldn't struggle at all.
"Leader, what should we do..." the scarred boys and girls said in a low voice.
The blue-eyed boy Long Yunzhan's face was cold, and his eyes were full of flames: "We have to believe in Qingluo."
"Yes, we have to trust Ah Luo, we will all be safe and sound!" The girl next to her looked cold, but her words were full of warmth and shocking power.
The repeated voices of several people, no matter how low they were, were clearly transmitted to the ears of the slender figure on the edge of the peak.
The woman's eyes suddenly became more sinister.
With a flick of the arm.
A long soft whip appeared in her palm.
She raised her whip and threw it at the dozen or so people hanging on the edge of the cliff: "Ye Qingluo! Ye Qingluo! Ye Qingluo! Do you regard Ye Qingluo as a god? Oh, here she comes , can save you? Stop dreaming!"
The soft whip was raised, passing through the air, making a "swoosh" sound.
A wisp of black profound energy lingered on the soft whip.
The whip fell.
I'm afraid the whole person will have to be disabled!