When Annan confronted the "ghost", someone recognized his identity as the envoy of God, and his words and actions became more credible.
I have to say, this is really a well-thought-out and good strategy.
Ever since Annan knew that the Yin Blood Flower would appear in the black market auction in Soul Fighting City, he began to prepare for all this.
According to the plan, as long as he kills the "Yin Ghost" with his own hands, the Yin Blood Flower will naturally become his possession.
Of course, there was no need to give him 300,000 mid-grade spiritual crystals. After all, the owner of the Yin Blood Flower was wiped out by him.
But Lu Jiuque saw through all these schemes at a glance.
Thanks to Annan's unlucky fate, he met a guy who had contracted a ghost. This fight was really unbelievable.
Lu Jiuque, who had won a great victory, smiled provocatively at Di Shifang in the VIP room, as if to say, your temple is not a temple at all, it is simply a black workshop, filled with a bunch of bad people.
There was a tenderness in Di Shifang's eyes, but he secretly said: "Luan Feng, find a place where no one is around and deal with him." '
Luanfeng naturally knew who Di Shifang was talking about, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "That's the messenger from the Northern Temple." '
'She is too weak now and there is no need to come into contact with the people in the temple. 'And that person obviously won't give up.
Luan Feng was almost stunned.
Depend on!
Is your protection of Lu Jiuque too much
Before there is any actual conflict, you are already preparing to kill people and silence them to nip it in the bud.
Tsk tsk, how are you treating the contractor? Are you simply taking care of your own daughter
'Still not going? '
'Oh, I really owed you in my previous life. Luan Feng gritted his teeth and dropped a word, disappearing in an instant.
Lu Jiuque didn't know Di Shifang's order yet. After showing off his power to him, she felt extremely comfortable, and then she walked up to the trembling young man.
"May I have your name?"
The young man shrank his neck, his face full of fear, as if he wished he could shrink into a ball.
Lu Jiuque had no choice but to take him out of the "ghost" prop.
At this time, there was a sound of metal collision, and the sound of "ding bell clang" was loud and clear, which made Lu Jiuque startled.
She looked down and couldn't help but froze in place.
The boy's lute bones were penetrated by two black iron chains, and his hands and hands were also clasped by iron chains. The iron chains were already embedded in his flesh.
The whole person looked like a prisoner who had been tortured for many years.
And he was too thin, as if he had nothing on his body except the weight of the chain.
"Who are you? Why do you want to rob the Yin Blood Flower?"
The young man's eyes flickered nervously twice, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
Someone shouted in displeasure: "Miss Lu, why are you talking so much nonsense to this person? Just kill him!"
"That's right, that's right. If you dare to come and cause trouble in the black market, this brat will definitely live too long!"
"Yes! Kill him! Kill him!"
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Lu Jiuque frowned. She recognized these people as Annan's "caretakers" just now.
She smiled coldly and asked: "This is my lady's trophy. Who among you are you? You are qualified to point your fingers at my lady's things."
Those who spoke all choked up, with waves of embarrassment on their faces, and could only close their mouths.
But the little boy seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and asked softly: "This...are you really not going to kill me?"