[MTL, BL] Fall In Love with The Sickly BOSS in The Fear Tour

Chapter 95 Manipulation

Fang Xi thought of Yu Jingxiao, and understood that the people outside the world that Jiaolong said might be cultivators from outside the world, or players.

He pursed his lips, "So you caught those outsiders?"

Jiaolong snorted, "Yes, from the very beginning, we can only be humiliated by outsiders, until we regain consciousness, resist and assimilate them, and you , is the destined son that the master said, as long as we eat you, the drought will evolve into a general, and we will be liberated."

Master, this is the second time Fang Xi has heard the word master, and he can't help saying. : "Who is the master you're talking about?"

Jiaolong narrowed his eyes, flicked the dragon's tail, and gradually a blue shadow fell.

It is a woman with long hair reaching her waist, her eyebrows and eyes are gradually forming clearly.

But just when Fang Xi was about to see it clearly, the bracelet suddenly shouted, "Behind me! Drought!"

Fang Xi subconsciously pulled out his sword and stabbed back.

The chest of the dry scorpion was penetrated by the dream media, and the scarlet eyes stared at Fang Xi.

Fang Xi vaguely saw disbelief in her eyes.

He realized something.

It was extremely difficult to kill, and it was invulnerable to swords and guns, but for some reason, after being penetrated by his Dream Media Sword, it started to burn along the wound.

When Jiaolong saw that the scorpion fell straight down, he shouted, "Stupid!"

In an instant, the world changed.

Not only Lingguo, but all the people all over the world were stained with fear.

"Hanyu is dead! What did Linguo do? Hanyu is dead!! We are finished!"

Fang Xi looked up in a daze.

The sky quickly condensed dark clouds.

Crackling lightning quickly obscured the sky until the last ray of sunlight disappeared.

"What happened?"

A few people on the altar where the wind was blowing could hardly open their eyes.

Shen Jin desperately covered his face with his hands, "What's wrong with the fever?" The

voice was blurred and blown away in the wind.

The Jiaolong roared and flew into the sky, and the huge dragon body began to soar again.

But for that dense bowl of purple thunder, it's just a drop in the bucket.

Not far away, a bright yellow figure stumbled over and hugged the scorpion on the ground: "Azhi! Azhi!" The

emperor only had one arm left, and Azhi kept slipping from his arms, and finally the emperor only Kneeling on the ground crying.

Fang Xi whispered, "It's not necessary."

The bracelet was silent.

Fang Xi took out the bracelet and threw it on the ground, holding the Mengmei sword at it: "Even if you don't want me to see that face, you don't have to use this method!"

The dry scorpion clearly didn't mean to kill him, he was caught by the bracelet He lied, he didn't want him to see who that woman was.

The bracelet lay on the ground and gradually transformed into a figure.