Chapter 925: Killer Wang Hao 20

Ning Shu Na Fu paper is attached to the forehead, then fingers licking the law, ignoring the roar of the poppy, gradually popping the poppy out of this body.

The poppy growled, and refused to leave the body, shouting sharply: "Feng Qing is shallow, you have to chase me so hard, don't let me go, I won't let you be better."

When the poppy said, he grabbed the body with the power of jade burning. Ningshu suddenly felt that his head had to be blown up. The blue veins on his forehead were like a twist.

The strong pressure makes Ning Shu's eyes red and bloody, and the eyes seem to be exploding.

"Feng Qing is shallow, you stop, or we will die together." The voice of the poppy is unusually gloomy. "Otherwise, this body will be destroyed, and you and I have no place to live."

Ning Shu bit his lip, took a piece of paper and put it on his forehead, licking his mouth and ignoring the threat of poppies.

Poppies look like Ningshu does not move. She knows the pain of competing for the soul. It is estimated that the punishment of the 18th floor of Hell is not the case. The resolute attitude of the other party has caused a fear in the heart of Poppy.

Poppy always thinks that it is different from others. When you come to this world, you have not started a career, live a life where freedom is no longer murderous, live for yourself, and live the life you want.

However, I did not expect that such a person would suddenly emerge. I had to drive her out of the body and cooperate with her. I was forced to put her to death and then quickly. What was wrong?

The paper on the forehead was blackened and weathered. Ning Shu posted another piece and used some merits. This time, the poppy was driven out of the body anyway, and it was easy to make a variable for too long.

And now the male lord believes that the king is still in the capital, and the poppy is destroyed early, so that these two people are not allowed to encounter opportunities.

Ningshu has increased his strength. The strength of the poppy is somewhat unbearable. There is a panic in the heart of the poppy. If there is no body, will she gradually dissipate?

"Feng Qingshou, Fengqing Shallow..." The voice of the poppy has an unquestionable pleading. It is estimated that there is no precedent for asking for help. Even when it is now begging, it is accompanied by a high-spirited feeling of arrogance.

Ning Shu feels that his soul has countless fine needles in it, sweating all over his body, and it is difficult to stick the last complex, with the streamer flashing paper, which has great power at first glance.

This is the last killer of Ningshu. Ning Shu bit his finger, draw a picture on the paper and then attach the paper to the forehead.

"Ah..." Feng Qing screamed and felt that there was a powerful force that would squeeze out her soul.

The wind was blowing in the room, and the window was fanned back and forth.

"Miss, what's wrong, do you want slaves to come in?" Pei Lan shouted outside the house.

"No, don't come in." Ning Shu said with a bite.

Feng Qing was to be squeezed out of the body, but she dragged the soul of Ning Shu hard, and Ning Shu felt that she had to be pulled out of the body.

Ning Shu licked his mouth, and eventually the poppy was stripped of the body. Her soul had no physical protection. When she appeared in the air, her soul shrank.

"Feng Qing shallow, you..." Poppy finally couldn't help but change his face, couldn't help but plead with Ning Shu: "Feng Qing is shallow, now I have left this body, you help me find a body, we can cooperating."

Ning Shu wiped the sweat flowing to the eyelids and said to 2333: "Give me the soul beads."

In an instant, Ning Shu’s hands appeared in a dark, seemingly black hole that could devour the soul of all things.

This soul bead swallowed the soul of a ghost king, and also swallowed a kind of fire.

Now the soul is blacker and more pure, in the hands of the cool and desolate, and for a long time there is a feeling of being stabbed by ice.

As soon as the soul beads appeared, the phoenix-light soul trembled as if facing the most fearful thing in the world, and her soul began to instinctively tremble.

"Feng Qing is shallow, don't do this, we can cooperate." Feng Qing's shallow voice is urgent. "I will make guns, make bombs, make soap, there will be many things in this era, we can cooperate, we can make a lot of money." Break through the shackles of this era and climb the summit of rights."

These things made the poppy successful, and succeeded in becoming one of the two emperors, and together with the letter king called the two emperors.

That is, the female lord, in exchange for other people to master so many skills has long been caught, the husband is guilty of guilty.

Ningshu took the soul beads, and he was too lazy to talk to the poppy. He solved it early, and the protagonist encountered any irresistible danger. There was always a high man to save.

"Feng Qing light you..." Poppies saw the soul beads, the soul violently shakes, although I don't know what this kind of thing is, but her heart has a fear that cannot be contained.

The poppy turned around and drifted away. Ning Shu directly threw the beads toward the poppy.

As soon as the soul beads touched the poppy's soul, they suddenly trembled and began to absorb the poppy's soul. The poppy struggled, and there was no way to break it away. Finally, he shouted. "Hey, man, I curse you not to die, lonely. A poor worm that has been bullied for a lifetime."

Ning Shu's face is calm, and she did not put this curse on her heart. Don't forget that she has the halo of faith that can resist all the curses of the world.

Sorry, let you down!

Poppy looks mad, watching Ning Shu's eyes full of grievances, his face is full of unwillingness, the teacher did not die before the death, would have shined in this world, the result of killing such a person, let her defeat.

The poppy was not reconciled, and eventually the soul was absorbed by the soul beads, and the beads that absorbed the soul shivered slightly.

Ning Shu reached out and the soul beads flew back to the hands of Ning Shu. Ning Shu slammed into the chair and the whole person was not soft.

Even after drinking two cups of tea, Ning Shu spread his hands and looked at the soul beads, releasing the mental power to find out what was inside, but nothing could be visited, darkness, and no depth, endless darkness.

And this thing seems to still absorb her mental strength, Ning Shu quickly rushed back to recover the mental power.

"Oh..." The roof was filled with the sound of a foot on the tile. Ning Shu immediately let 2333 put away the soul beads, and looked up and stared at the roof.

"Who, which thief..." Ning Shu shouted coldly.

Then, a man with a white hair and a crane-faced child jumped into the room from the window. The old man came in and scanned the whole room, and finally his eyes stayed on Ningshu.

The old man's face with a doubtful look, staring at Ning Shu and looking around, and licking his fingers, like a **** stick, counted and counted.

Looking at Ningshu while looking at it, it seems that something is bothering him.