Chapter 1082
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Sun Wenzhe looked in the direction the man pointed to and saw that it was a mysterious place.
It's the only box on the fourth floor.
In such a unique position, you can figure out who is doing in it without thinking about it.
It's definitely under the control of the thousand poisons gate.
After all, in places like the thousand poison gate, if no one was responsible for suppression, I'm afraid someone would have started making trouble. After all, so many people here are people in the Jianghu and have abilities.
A little friction may directly draw a knife against each other. If no one is shocked, the consequences will be unimaginable.
I'm afraid the ability of the thousand poison sect can't be underestimated if it can hold so many capable people in the Jianghu.
Since the man told him so clearly, sun Wenzhe didn't want to take his life in order to save an ordinary person. The idea of saving Murong Sheng was eliminated.
Sitting next to sun Zhengshi naturally heard what the man said, looked at Sun Wenzhe, looked at the competition venue, and sighed slightly: "brother, forget it, anyway, it's just similar, not... There's no need to get angry because of a stranger."
After all, the real murongsheng is dead. They saw it with their own eyes and won't cheat.
Even if this man is saved, this man is not Murong Sheng.
Sun Zhengshi can't bear to continue to look at the situation off the court, even if she knows that this person is not Murong Sheng, or even has nothing to do with Murong Sheng. But as long as there was a little similarity, she couldn't see the woman killed in front of her eyes.
She had no way to watch someone similar to murongsheng die in front of her. It was like seeing murongsheng die in front of her again.
In the competition field, Murong Sheng was caught by the black widow like a chicken. The long nails penetrated into her neck and made her feel very uncomfortable.
Let her some out of breath, but also have a kind of something stuck in her throat, can't go down and can't come up, and she has a nausea in her heart.
How long are the black widow's long nails?!
Is her nails dry?!
It's disgusting to insert it into her neck!
"Oh, look, little girl, your neck is bleeding." the black widow stared at murongsheng's bleeding neck tightly with her eyes, her tongue came out from time to time to lick her lips, and the light in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger.
Murong Sheng would have scolded if he could speak.
The neck is bleeding. What's the point?! Who got this?!
The bright red blood flowed down murongsheng's neck wound and into his collar, and immediately dyed the light colored clothes he was wearing red.
"Look, you look very good in this color." the black widow pulled out the nails that penetrated Murong Sheng's neck, and then squeezed them out of the wound, and suddenly a stream of blood appeared.
"Let me see. What should I do next?" said the black widow. Her long nails slowly moved to the main artery of murongsheng's neck and slid gently. "Look, I found it. If I break it here, your clothes will be more beautiful."
The black widow's patience has been almost consumed, and she stabbed her long nails off the field with excitement!
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Sun Wenzhe looked in the direction the man pointed to and saw that it was a mysterious place.
It's the only box on the fourth floor.
In such a unique position, you can figure out who is doing in it without thinking about it.
It's definitely under the control of the thousand poisons gate.
After all, in places like the thousand poison gate, if no one was responsible for suppression, I'm afraid someone would have started making trouble. After all, so many people here are people in the Jianghu and have abilities.
A little friction may directly draw a knife against each other. If no one is shocked, the consequences will be unimaginable.
I'm afraid the ability of the thousand poison sect can't be underestimated if it can hold so many capable people in the Jianghu.
Since the man told him so clearly, sun Wenzhe didn't want to take his life in order to save an ordinary person. The idea of saving Murong Sheng was eliminated.
Sitting next to sun Zhengshi naturally heard what the man said, looked at Sun Wenzhe, looked at the competition venue, and sighed slightly: "brother, forget it, anyway, it's just similar, not... There's no need to get angry because of a stranger."
After all, the real murongsheng is dead. They saw it with their own eyes and won't cheat.
Even if this man is saved, this man is not Murong Sheng.
Sun Zhengshi can't bear to continue to look at the situation off the court, even if she knows that this person is not Murong Sheng, or even has nothing to do with Murong Sheng. But as long as there was a little similarity, she couldn't see the woman killed in front of her eyes.
She had no way to watch someone similar to murongsheng die in front of her. It was like seeing murongsheng die in front of her again.
In the competition field, Murong Sheng was caught by the black widow like a chicken. The long nails penetrated into her neck and made her feel very uncomfortable.
Let her some out of breath, but also have a kind of something stuck in her throat, can't go down and can't come up, and she has a nausea in her heart.
How long are the black widow's long nails?!
Is her nails dry?!
It's disgusting to insert it into her neck!
"Oh, look, little girl, your neck is bleeding." the black widow stared at murongsheng's bleeding neck tightly with her eyes, her tongue came out from time to time to lick her lips, and the light in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger.
Murong Sheng would have scolded if he could speak.
The neck is bleeding. What's the point?! Who got this?!
The bright red blood flowed down murongsheng's neck wound and into his collar, and immediately dyed the light colored clothes he was wearing red.
"Look, you look very good in this color." the black widow pulled out the nails that penetrated Murong Sheng's neck, and then squeezed them out of the wound, and suddenly a stream of blood appeared.
"Let me see. What should I do next?" said the black widow. Her long nails slowly moved to the main artery of murongsheng's neck and slid gently. "Look, I found it. If I break it here, your clothes will be more beautiful."
The black widow's patience has been almost consumed, and she stabbed her long nails off the field with excitement!
Sun Wenzhe looked in the direction the man pointed to and saw that it was a mysterious place.It's the only box on the fourth floor.In such a unique position, you can figure out who is doing in it without thinking about it.It's definitely under the control of the thousand poisons gate.After all, in places like the thousand poison gate, if no one was responsible for suppression, I'm afraid someone would have started making trouble. After all, so many people here are people in the Jianghu and have abilities.A little friction may directly draw a knife against each other. If no one is shocked, the consequences will be unimaginable.I'm afraid the ability of the thousand poison sect can't be underestimated if it can hold so many capable people in the Jianghu.Since the man told him so clearly, sun Wenzhe didn't want to take his life in order to save an ordinary person. The idea of saving Murong Sheng was eliminated.Sitting next to sun Zhengshi naturally heard what the man said, looked at Sun Wenzhe, looked at the competition venue, and sighed slightly: "brother, forget it, anyway, it's just similar, not... There's no need to get angry because of a stranger."After all, the real murongsheng is dead. They saw it with their own eyes and won't cheat.Even if this man is saved, this man is not Murong Sheng.Sun Zhengshi can't bear to continue to look at the situation off the court, even if she knows that this person is not Murong Sheng, or even has nothing to do with Murong Sheng. But as long as there was a little similarity, she couldn't see the woman killed in front of her eyes.She had no way to watch someone similar to murongsheng die in front of her. It was like seeing murongsheng die in front of her again.In the competition field, Murong Sheng was caught by the black widow like a chicken. The long nails penetrated into her neck and made her feel very uncomfortable.Let her some out of breath, but also have a kind of something stuck in her throat, can't go down and can't come up, and she has a nausea in her heart.How long are the black widow's long nails?!Is her nails dry?!It's disgusting to insert it into her neck!"Oh, look, little girl, your neck is bleeding." the black widow stared at murongsheng's bleeding neck tightly with her eyes, her tongue came out from time to time to lick her lips, and the light in her eyes was getting stronger and stronger.Murong Sheng would have scolded if he could speak.The neck is bleeding. What's the point?! Who got this?!The bright red blood flowed down murongsheng's neck wound and into his collar, and immediately dyed the light colored clothes he was wearing red."Look, you look very good in this color." the black widow pulled out the nails that penetrated Murong Sheng's neck, and then squeezed them out of the wound, and suddenly a stream of blood appeared."Let me see. What should I do next?" said the black widow. Her long nails slowly moved to the main artery of murongsheng's neck and slid gently. "Look, I found it. If I break it here, your clothes will be more beautiful."The black widow's patience has been almost consumed, and she stabbed her long nails off the field with excitement!
