Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Chapter 36 Come here, fool, touch your head (35)

"So what, Jie Jie—" that eerie voice smiled sinisterly, and said in a persuasive way: "When you become stronger, can you still let him decide?"

Hearing this, Feng Xi's eyes were silent, but his heart moved.

……

On the other side, Song Le's 'Wu Jie' got out of the sheath, quickly cut off the human skin demon's hand that was stretched out to the nearest disciple, no, it was no longer a hand, it was as sharp and terrifying as a rotten dead branch, after being cut off neatly With the screams falling, a severely corroded black hole instantly appeared on the ground, causing a terrifying scream of panic.

Everyone retreated one after another, lost their positions, and what was more, they were frightened and sat down on the ground, even hard bricks and stones, what would happen if they were human?

Song Le'an calmed down, frowned and said, "Everyone spread out!"

It is said in the book that the source of the human skin demon is in the heart, and the demon is born from the heart. If you want to eradicate it, you must immediately cut out the host's heart without even the slightest hesitation, otherwise you will give the demon an opportunity to take advantage of.

Thinking of this, she raised the sword with a cold face, held the handle with her backhand, and stabbed the human skin demon's heart accurately.

But when there was still a few centimeters difference, the monster suddenly knelt down, and the familiar voice revealed endless fear and cowardice, and there was also a tearful pleading: "Master... I never thought of harming anyone... I , I have difficulties, Master!! Master, please save me, please save me, please..."

The sword in Song Le's hand paused, but it was only for a moment, and the next moment, she became cold again, "Since you have become enchanted, you must bear the consequences!!"

No solution, no solution, the sword is like its name, there is no cure in this world, if this sword hits the heart, then the human skin demon transformed by the disciple of Cangcui Peak will lose its soul and cease to exist. He gripped the hilt tightly.

"No! Master!!" With a sound of resentment, Song Le's heart trembled, and he frowned to find that the sword in his hand was firmly held by his other hand, and the dripping black liquid corroded the ground.

But that was also at the end of the crossbow. Song Le pursed his lips tightly and pulled out the sword mercilessly. When he was about to stab again, he met those blood-red and frightening mourning pupils, and heard him say hysterically: "Master! My mother is here!" Wait for me to go home...my mother is still waiting for me to be promising!! I beg you, I beg you...Master, let me go home..."

The desperate weeping made Song Le's hand holding the sword tremble unconsciously, but his face was still extremely cold.

In the distance, Feng Xi had already stood up straight, looking at the person in the center with a pair of black eyes peacefully, and murmured: "Master's heart has softened."

Master is always like this, with a mean and indifferent face, but his heart is too easy to be soft.

The strange voice immediately said disdainfully and grimly: "Jie Jie, then he's going to be in trouble—"

After Feng Xi heard this, he became nervous instantly, "What did you say?!"

"Just wait and see—"

Just for a moment of distraction, Song Le was grabbed by the collar of the broken hand, and was forced to face the unrecognizable, hideous and terrifying face, "Master, don't you spare me... You didn't spare me...I want to take you to be buried with me!!"

"Master, be careful!!" Xia Yanran's panicked voice exploded.

Song Le opened his eyes wide, as if being blown into the air.The rapidly swollen face was like a yellow tile that was about to shatter. Song Le panicked for a moment and immediately concentrated his luck. The demonic energy from the nose came overwhelmingly, and the white clothes fluttered, Song Le felt the fishy sweetness rushing up from his throat, he forced himself to coldly and ruthlessly gouged out the magic beads that were forming in his heart, and stared at the living person just now At this moment, it has turned into a puddle of black water, and squeezed a hand formula to dissolve the ready-to-move magic bead, desperately suppressing the dizziness in his head, Song Le managed to hold his face calmly and indifferently, and looked straight at the side, Xia Yanran, who was protecting the others, said: "Yanran, take all the disciples down, so as to comfort you, and pay attention to who else is not right beside you..."

Xia Yanran said in a daze: "Yes, Master."

"Master, Master... are you alright?"

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