Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Fantasy -> My princess is very fierce

Chapter 2058 3.504 Qiaoqiao¡¯s injury

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    You can search "My Crown Princess is Super Fierce" on Baidu to find the latest chapters!

    "No one can abuse me like they did in the past! Control me! Slave me! Destroy me! Fan Qiuhe, you can't! Aunt Fan, you can't either! Even heaven and earth! Neither can!"

    Qiao Mu uttered this sentence word by word, holding the thorny vine whip tightly with both hands, just like her body was covered with thorns at this time, and she should not be approached by strangers.

    Those cold, beautiful eyes were filled with a layer of mist unknowingly.

    Mo Lian, Nuo Chen, Xiao Tai Sui, Dao Wuji, Peony Fairy, and Ginkgo Fairy all looked at the little girl in front of them blankly.

    "Do it!!"

    "Aunt, no! Aunt, no, no! Ah -" When the sharp iron hook cut open his lower abdomen, Fan Qiuhe felt that his breath was filled with the smell of blood.

    It turns out that having your body ripped open is like this

    A trace of vicious light flowed from the depths of Fan Gu's eyes, and she suddenly integrated a handful of medicinal powder into Fan Qiuhe's body.

    The medicinal powder sizzled in the blood and was quickly absorbed.

    Fan Qiuhe's limbs were clasped with copper rings, but his body convulsed and trembled under the tremendous torture, and he couldn't help but roar.

    "He'er, He'er! Cheer up! He'er! Only we can avenge our blood feud! He'er!!" Fan Gu screamed with all her strength, staring at Fan Qiuhe with her old eyes.

    She can¡¯t let these people get out alive, she must let them all die here!

    Everyone present except Qiao Mu was expressionless.

    Mo Lian, Nuo Chen, and Xiao Tai Sui all had cold eyes on them, looking at the monster struggling on the iron bed indifferently.

    Fan Qiuhe's body changed. In just a few minutes, countless soft tentacles sprouted from his body.

    It is as if the blood of an octopus has been integrated into the human body, and it is more like a living corpse.

    His eyes glowed with a faint green light, and he roared "boom boom" twice before breaking free of the copper ring on his wrist.

    The vine whip in Qiao Mu's hand went out and hit Fan Qiuhe's neck hard.

    "Monster! Go to hell!" Dozens of confinement talismans formed an array of confinement talismans, instantly locking Fan Qiuhe to the iron bed.

    At this time, seventeen or eighty tentacles had grown out of Fan Qiuhe's body, and he beat Mo Lian, Xiao Tai Sui and others like crazy.

    It¡¯s a pity that these newly generated tentacles are too weak for a group of people whose average cultivation level is above the spiritual realm.

    Countless tentacles were chopped to the ground by Dao Wuji's machete.

    Qiao Mu¡¯s whip fell heavily on Fan Qiuhe¡¯s face, pulling out a trace of flesh from his face without mercy. Only the darkness of the abyss filled his cold eyes.

    "Ahhhhhh!!" Fan Qiuhe felt that his whole body was immersed in pain, and he could no longer express in words how much pain his body was in.

    Those tentacles that grew out, every time you cut off one of them, it was like cutting off his limbs, scraping his bones and blood, and gouging his skin and flesh!

    "Monster." Qiao Mu glanced at him coldly, and a sharp ice sword suddenly stretched out from the long green vine whip, and suddenly inserted into Fan Qiuhe's chest.

    Fan Qiuhe had no time to break free from the copper ring on his foot, and fell onto the iron bed again, with his tentacles crawling one by one.

    Those weird and terrifying soft tentacles came out of his chest, belly and even his head.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report