Super Dragon Evolution - 1123

When Shi Taisong, the general affairs of Rabbitya, saw Wen Zilong and the others were tied up with five flowers and the knife was on his neck, he was completely black in front of his eyes and almost fell to the ground.

For now, Wen Zilong is a big tree of their rabbit teeth.

They must hold the big tree Wen Zilong tightly and not let go.

And now, this big tree is about to fall suddenly.

A month ago, their rabbit teeth almost fell off the cliff.

It was Wen Zilong who pulled them up.

But now, before they can stand up, they are about to fall off the cliff again.

God, are you kidding me?

He slumped directly on the sofa, feeling a little collapsed.

At this time, a reminder sounded from his star brain.

He took it over and took a look, somewhat surprised.

Because the avatar shown above is actually Wen Zilong’s.

Isn’t Wen Zilong arrested?

Suspicious, he connected to the communication.

Soon, Wen Zilong’s projection was revealed.

At this time, Wen Zilong was lying comfortably on the reclining chair, looking like he was wandering leisurely.

“Brother Wen, you…”

Shi Taisong was so surprised that he no longer called Wen’s little brother.

Wen Zilong Road:

“Hey, what is the name of Brother Wen? Brother Long… Brother Long seems to be wrong. You can just call me Little Brother Wen.”

Shi Taisong looked at the live broadcast and found that Wen Zilong had indeed been controlled.

Look at Wen Zilong who communicated with himself again, and said in doubt:

“Brother Wen, this is some kind of clone technique? Isn’t the clone technique lost more than 50,000 years ago?”

Wen Zilong smiled and said:

“I won’t tell you this for now. Now you can put our Lao Moxian’s live broadcast room to the most prominent position on the homepage. With the influence of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, this is a free advertisement. If you don’t seize this opportunity, Isn’t it a pity?”

Shi Taisong nodded:

“Just now I thought that your old demon was really going to be destroyed by the group, so I was not in the mood and had no time to make arrangements. Now that I know you are okay, then I can rest assured. I’ll make arrangements now.”

Since Wen Zilong is okay, everything is easy.

This time, the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect was going to broadcast a live broadcast of revenge. For Rabbitya, it was absolutely an excellent opportunity.

Soon, Tuya Live will put Lao Moxian’s live room on the homepage.

At the same time, in the inn where Wen Zilong lived.

He is watching the live broadcast.

In the picture, even though the urinary frequency brother has turned pale, he still maintains his funny live broadcast style.

“Lao Tie, brothers and sisters. Everyone, please see, the one over there looks very beautiful, dressed in white, is the wife of the former head of the Fallen Sword Sect and the current head of Wang Qianqian.”

“As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, you must be filial. This filial attire will show Wang Qianqian’s beauty to the fullest. If I can live and find a girlfriend, I will definitely let her wear a filial attire all day long and sway in front of me. Health.”

At this time, the elder of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect next to him glared at Brother Frequent Urination.

Frequent urination hurriedly shrank his neck and said:

“Just kidding. After all, this is probably the last live broadcast of my life. Of course, I want to show the most beautiful side of me to the audience. Although I am scared to death, I can’t show it on the surface. This is me, frequent urination. Brother’s confession.”

Even the disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect were convinced.

This guy was so impoverished, he could still be so poor.

Soon, Wang Qianqian, the leader of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, said:

“Kill the unimportant guy first.”

A disciple of the Fallen Leaf Sword School was about to put a big sword in front of the little anchor before.

Afterwards, without a second word, he cut it down.

哧——

Blood splattered.

Of course, Yalong’s vitality is very strong.

Even if the head is chopped off, it is difficult to die immediately.

At this time, Wen Zilong, who had not spoken much, moved.

On top of his head, a black sickle appeared, passing directly over the little anchor.

The little anchor’s only more than 2,000 health points were taken away.

At the same time, a black scroll emerged, taking away his soul.

The disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect at the scene were all amazed.

Wen Zilong had seen the black sickle and black scroll before.

When killing their head, Wen Zilong used these two things.

What’s strange is that he actually helped the Luoyejian sent a disciple to kill his own men?

What is this?

Wang Qianqian was also slightly taken aback.

He thought about 10,000 cases of Wen Zilong’s resistance, but he didn’t expect that not only did he not resist at all, he also helped the Luo Ye Jian send disciples to kill his own men.

At the same time, the barrage in the live broadcast room was also surprised.

“Huh? You kill yourself?”

“Is he scared crazy?”

“Do you want to get Wang Qianqian’s favor in this way, so as to spare his life?”

“This is too shameless, right?”

Of course, some people argued for Wen Zilong.

“Obviously, the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect kills his subordinates, and they can’t die with a single blow. But it will be very painful. The Fallen Sword Sect will definitely not let them die so easily. He ended it to make his subordinates suffer less pain. Subordinate.”

“Really a good boss.”

“That’s the boss of someone else’s family.”

Wang Qianqian is obviously aware of this.

He sneered and said:

“Pull the other out and kill! This time I am optimistic about Wen Zilong. Don’t let him make any more moves.”

“Yes!”

The two disciples pulled out the other little anchor.

However, before they could move, Wen Zilong had already made another move.

Reaper’s sickle directly took away the little anchor.

At the same time, the evil spirit scroll also collected the soul of the little anchor.

Wang Qianqian was furious immediately:

“Elder, be optimistic about whether he can do it!”

The elder hurriedly replied: “Yes, yes.”

With that said, he directly took out a soul-suppressing nail.

With energy, he drove the soul-suppressing nail into the back of Wen Zilong’s head.

Wen Zilong was motionless.

Next, Wang Qianqian ordered someone to pull the three out.

“Elder, give me a knife and cut his flesh. You can’t let him die within ten minutes.”

“Yes.”

The great elder responded and ordered someone to take a knife.

Started to draw on San’s body.

“what–”

After the stab, there was a blood port over a foot long on San’s arm.

Then came the second cut and the third cut.

There were tens of thousands of disciples of the Fallen Sword Sect in the huge square, but there was no sound.

Only three screams were heard.

Frequent urination has white lips.

“This…this…what else can you say about frequent urination? I can only say…”

The last few words didn’t dare to say aloud, only mouth shape.

On the barrage, there are all four characters.

“inhuman.”

“He’s talking about cruelty.”

“In front of so many disciples of the Fallen Leaf Sword Sect, I dare not speak out. Otherwise, he will only die more miserably later.”

“It’s really cruel and inhuman.”