Chapter 3745
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The next moment.
Under the densely packed red rays of light, Chen Xiaolian's eyes widened.
No one had noticed that under the bright red light, there was a hint of silver lining.
By the time Pharaoh He sensed the chill, it was already too late.
The hidden silver threads under the glower flame fan had already wrapped around Pharaoh He.
Following that, Ye Qing Luo hooked her finger.
The glower flame fan closed.
Numerous silver threads lifted Pharaoh He's body up.
His body was tied up, hanging horizontally in mid-air.
"AH AH AH AH — —"
Pharaoh He cried out miserably.
His four limbs kept struggling in mid-air.
The icy cold silver threads were like sharp blades, sticking close to his skin, his flesh.
Faintly, there was a piercing pain.
He could even feel a thick liquid spilling out from his body.
Those silver threads, were not ordinary silver threads!
When Pharaoh Crane realized this, his entire body froze.
"Palace of Darkness, you're just a rat hiding in the dark, how dare you speak such bullshit in front of all the famous sects?"
The young lady's cold laughter echoed throughout the entire auction.
Her tone was filled with ridicule, "Since the two of you beautified Palace of Darkness so well, then, do you think that before you die, you'll be able to see the people from Palace of Darkness ….. save you?"
Pharaoh He and Qiao Yulu's eyes widened in terror, but they had no strength to move.
Ye Qing Luo's lips curled as her gaze looked downwards, at those cultivators who had lost all their battle intent.
"Do you really understand what is a strong cultivator?
A real strong cultivator, will they escape from danger?
A real strong cultivator, will they seek for shortcuts, to improve themselves?
A real strong cultivator, in front of the battlefield, will they doubt their own ability, to wear down their battle intent? "
After a few rounds of questioning, Ye Qing Luo's voice became sharper.
Following that, she gave a cold laugh, revealing some traces of ridicule, "The strong cultivator that I think, is born from adversity and tempering, through battles! Facing an opponent who is stronger than you, even more powerful, shouldn't be fear! But your battle intent, is ignited! To improve yourself, to the extent where you are able to battle with the opponent! "
After Ye Qing Luo finished her sentence, she threw Qiao Yulu who was in her hands fiercely towards a direction, "If you keep using the mentality of a weakling to face everything, you will be like these trash, waiting to be trampled upon!"
"Ahhh!" The feeling of weightlessness caused Qiao Yulu to scream.
The fear of falling from such a great height eroded her heart.
This fall did not have the assistance of any profound Qi.
She would definitely be smashed into minced meat!
"Oh!" Pharaoh Crane let out a painful groan. The silver threads wrapped around him, causing his body to spin like a spiral!
Just a moment ago, the two people from Gloom Palace were still stirring up the people's hearts.
In the next instant, he was in such a sorry state.
Coupled with Ye Qing Luo's words.
Everyone felt ashamed and embarrassed.
He had lived for more than half of his life, but he was still not as clear as a girl.
Everyone was still a little afraid.
However, his confidence was greatly boosted!
…
"Ahhh —"
Qiao Yulu's ear-piercing scream pierced through the sky.
Those screams made one's head hurt.
Her body was caught firmly by someone.
She was nestled in that person's arms, screaming to vent the fear and pain in her heart.
The person who was hugging her, frowned tightly, as his expression was impatient.
When he opened his mouth, his voice was chilly, "Scream again and I'll throw you out."
Qiao Yulu was so frightened that she was shivering. Hearing that voice, her tightly shut eyes immediately opened, as her eyes stared intently at the person who was hugging her.
When she saw that person's face clearly.
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