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Lu Qiu can be sure that she hates being teased by others
Although no one likes to be fooled by others But Lu Qiu has a common aversion to this aspect.
As a child, it seems that there was a guy who often played with himself. He was a slovenly man, but Lu Qiu didn't know who he was.
And now.
Lu Qiu is always in the position of playing with others, isn't he?
Pick up the broken MP3, Lu Qiu gently a pinch into residue fell on the ground.
This time it's the same
Lu Qiu's mouth slightly outlined, raised his hand, all of a sudden, Lu Qiu's light reflected in the shadow of the emergence of a small bat
The bat flew in front of Lu Qiu, and the blood surged on him, which made Lu Qiu look like
Lu Qiu has never said that he is noumenon
It's easy to use this skill
As a hunter, Lu Qiu doesn't look down on any prey. If the prophet has the ability of prophecy, he will run away early. If he stays here, unless he is really looking for death, there must be a backhand.
Lu Qiu doesn't know what his backhand is. If he doesn't need to run away because he thinks he is powerful, Lu Qiu will crush his confidence.
Even without the power of blood control, the sharpness of Yan magic sword is not vegetarian. If Lu Qiu's fighting power is defined, it must be slightly better than the strongest Knight Don Quixote. In addition to the white-edged battle, whether it is the large-scale destructive power or the ultimate goal of the battle, kill the enemy!
Lu Qiu is absolutely superior to the strongest knight.
If it wasn't for their own strength, then there must be some special way to escape.
The separate body of blood is stationed at the entrance, marking a boundary that no life can step out.
Split into blood, into the Lu Qiu's body.
Lu Qiu closed his eyes and began to read the memory in his separation.
The separation of blood has a part of Lu Qiu's power. If defined rigidly, it also belongs to a kind of puppet composed of blood.
Memories can also be shared.
"Little children?" Lu Qiu read the memory of the separation of blood, slightly a Leng.
The so-called "prophet" didn't run away early. He stayed in this room all the time, just like Lu Qiu thought.
The prophet's speed was amazing, even so fast that he didn't even have the time to make a move. He disappeared in front of him.
But after inheriting Lu Qiu's abnormal dynamic vision, he still saw the true face of the so-called "prophet".
About 12 years old child.
Lu Qiu never thought that she would be a child.
And
"Oh, my elder brother, you are safe..."
“！”
When Lu Qiu continued to recall, he suddenly found that this guy's face had appeared in front of the blood!
That's the memory of the split of blood. When he became a little bat squatting on the corridor, this guy Appeared in front of the body of blood!
He didn't run away, and even said hello to Lu Qiu's part!
"It's not the time to meet. Before I give you a big surprise, I need to keep some sense of mystery."
This tender and crisp voice seems to ring in Lu Qiu's ear!
Lu Qiu wants to see his or her face clearly
It's just that.
Lu Qiu's fingertips suddenly felt a sharp pain.
All the pictures became blurred.
Lu Qiu was stunned again and looked down at the blood flowing on the ground.
It's no use!
This is the first time in Lu Qiu's history that he met the blood that he could not control freely.
It is equivalent to the existence of one's own noumenon, and the separation of blood actually
Failed to recycle?
Lu Qiu looks at the blood stained by her fingertips and seems to be resisting Lu Qiu, or becoming something that doesn't belong to Lu Qiu.
This time, Lu Qiu is really silent.
Lu Qiu had no way to control the blood on the table.
What is blood?
About 8% of human body weight is blood, the loss of blood more than 4000 ml of blood will die!
But for Lu Qiu, a blood clan, and the true ancestor who reached the peak of the race.
Blood is Lu Qiu's life! Weapons! power! Right
This represents a lot of things. If every drop of scarlet blood is an existence, then Lu Qiu is the king who rules these existence.
No matter who is in the blood, must obey the order of Lu Qiu.
Now, Lu Qiu's royal power is challenged
How long has Lu Qiu not experienced this feeling? The feeling of losing a weaponJust now, the pool of blood flowing on the small table began to draw a strange line on the small table, leaving a trace
Under Lu Qiu's gaze, the blood gradually formed a line of English words
‘I. want.to.play .a.game……’
I I want to play a game with you.
This sentence It's the prologue before the death game of the jigsaw, which is a ghost and a killer in the movie "electric saw".
Now, the guy who controls the control of the blood wants to express to himself that
Have you become a participant in a game of death?
Behind the scenes, ghosts, killers
This guy Is there something wrong?
Lu Qiu chuckled, and then the laughter became bigger and bigger.
"Participants in the game of death? Are you kidding... "
Lu Qiu's fingers suddenly scratched on the pool of blood, and the splashed blood burst into a roar like thunder!
"Have you made a mistake?" Lu Qiu's Scarlet pupil exudes a shuddering light. "This boring game has already begun! But it's not you! It's me! You are just a participant! One of the world's 700 million participants is a tiny one
Lu Qiu is not a victim, but a ghost hiding behind the scenes! Killers
This is Lu Qiu's identity in the script he wrote at the beginning. No one can change it.
Also
"There's a price to be paid for taking something from someone else." That pool of blood flows around Lu Qiu's hands again. The king of night has the ability to control any blood. No one can take away his troops!
"Do you know something called regurgitation? Since you've given me such a small gift, I'll give you one back... "
Blood in Lu Qiu's fingers, like broken glass, with which does not belong to Lu Qiu's imprint, together By Lu Qiu to crush into a residue!
………………
"Cough!"
Outside the church, on a park bench full of people, a small figure suddenly fell on his knees.
Scarlet blood spilled from his eyes and trickled down his cheek to the ground At the same time, there is a lot of blood in the mouth.
This thin and petite figure, looking at the blood flowing on the ground, not only did not panic, but also laughed out in a low voice, which is so similar to Lu Qiu's laughter.
"My dear brother Sure enough Great But at the beginning of the game, there is no end... "
Slowly stood up and finally looked at the scene of the cathedral, disappeared in the crowd. RS
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Lu Qiu can be sure that she hates being teased by others
Although no one likes to be fooled by others But Lu Qiu has a common aversion to this aspect.
As a child, it seems that there was a guy who often played with himself. He was a slovenly man, but Lu Qiu didn't know who he was.
And now.
Lu Qiu is always in the position of playing with others, isn't he?
Pick up the broken MP3, Lu Qiu gently a pinch into residue fell on the ground.
This time it's the same
Lu Qiu's mouth slightly outlined, raised his hand, all of a sudden, Lu Qiu's light reflected in the shadow of the emergence of a small bat
The bat flew in front of Lu Qiu, and the blood surged on him, which made Lu Qiu look like
Lu Qiu has never said that he is noumenon
It's easy to use this skill
As a hunter, Lu Qiu doesn't look down on any prey. If the prophet has the ability of prophecy, he will run away early. If he stays here, unless he is really looking for death, there must be a backhand.
Lu Qiu doesn't know what his backhand is. If he doesn't need to run away because he thinks he is powerful, Lu Qiu will crush his confidence.
Even without the power of blood control, the sharpness of Yan magic sword is not vegetarian. If Lu Qiu's fighting power is defined, it must be slightly better than the strongest Knight Don Quixote. In addition to the white-edged battle, whether it is the large-scale destructive power or the ultimate goal of the battle, kill the enemy!
Lu Qiu is absolutely superior to the strongest knight.
If it wasn't for their own strength, then there must be some special way to escape.
The separate body of blood is stationed at the entrance, marking a boundary that no life can step out.
Split into blood, into the Lu Qiu's body.
Lu Qiu closed his eyes and began to read the memory in his separation.
The separation of blood has a part of Lu Qiu's power. If defined rigidly, it also belongs to a kind of puppet composed of blood.
Memories can also be shared.
"Little children?" Lu Qiu read the memory of the separation of blood, slightly a Leng.
The so-called "prophet" didn't run away early. He stayed in this room all the time, just like Lu Qiu thought.
The prophet's speed was amazing, even so fast that he didn't even have the time to make a move. He disappeared in front of him.
But after inheriting Lu Qiu's abnormal dynamic vision, he still saw the true face of the so-called "prophet".
About 12 years old child.
Lu Qiu never thought that she would be a child.
And
"Oh, my elder brother, you are safe..."
“！”
When Lu Qiu continued to recall, he suddenly found that this guy's face had appeared in front of the blood!
That's the memory of the split of blood. When he became a little bat squatting on the corridor, this guy Appeared in front of the body of blood!
He didn't run away, and even said hello to Lu Qiu's part!
"It's not the time to meet. Before I give you a big surprise, I need to keep some sense of mystery."
This tender and crisp voice seems to ring in Lu Qiu's ear!
Lu Qiu wants to see his or her face clearly
It's just that.
Lu Qiu's fingertips suddenly felt a sharp pain.
All the pictures became blurred.
Lu Qiu was stunned again and looked down at the blood flowing on the ground.
It's no use!
This is the first time in Lu Qiu's history that he met the blood that he could not control freely.
It is equivalent to the existence of one's own noumenon, and the separation of blood actually
Failed to recycle?
Lu Qiu looks at the blood stained by her fingertips and seems to be resisting Lu Qiu, or becoming something that doesn't belong to Lu Qiu.
This time, Lu Qiu is really silent.
Lu Qiu had no way to control the blood on the table.
What is blood?
About 8% of human body weight is blood, the loss of blood more than 4000 ml of blood will die!
But for Lu Qiu, a blood clan, and the true ancestor who reached the peak of the race.
Blood is Lu Qiu's life! Weapons! power! Right
This represents a lot of things. If every drop of scarlet blood is an existence, then Lu Qiu is the king who rules these existence.
No matter who is in the blood, must obey the order of Lu Qiu.
Now, Lu Qiu's royal power is challenged
How long has Lu Qiu not experienced this feeling? The feeling of losing a weaponJust now, the pool of blood flowing on the small table began to draw a strange line on the small table, leaving a trace
Under Lu Qiu's gaze, the blood gradually formed a line of English words
‘I. want.to.play .a.game……’
I I want to play a game with you.
This sentence It's the prologue before the death game of the jigsaw, which is a ghost and a killer in the movie "electric saw".
Now, the guy who controls the control of the blood wants to express to himself that
Have you become a participant in a game of death?
Behind the scenes, ghosts, killers
This guy Is there something wrong?
Lu Qiu chuckled, and then the laughter became bigger and bigger.
"Participants in the game of death? Are you kidding... "
Lu Qiu's fingers suddenly scratched on the pool of blood, and the splashed blood burst into a roar like thunder!
"Have you made a mistake?" Lu Qiu's Scarlet pupil exudes a shuddering light. "This boring game has already begun! But it's not you! It's me! You are just a participant! One of the world's 700 million participants is a tiny one
Lu Qiu is not a victim, but a ghost hiding behind the scenes! Killers
This is Lu Qiu's identity in the script he wrote at the beginning. No one can change it.
Also
"There's a price to be paid for taking something from someone else." That pool of blood flows around Lu Qiu's hands again. The king of night has the ability to control any blood. No one can take away his troops!
"Do you know something called regurgitation? Since you've given me such a small gift, I'll give you one back... "
Blood in Lu Qiu's fingers, like broken glass, with which does not belong to Lu Qiu's imprint, together By Lu Qiu to crush into a residue!
………………
"Cough!"
Outside the church, on a park bench full of people, a small figure suddenly fell on his knees.
Scarlet blood spilled from his eyes and trickled down his cheek to the ground At the same time, there is a lot of blood in the mouth.
This thin and petite figure, looking at the blood flowing on the ground, not only did not panic, but also laughed out in a low voice, which is so similar to Lu Qiu's laughter.
"My dear brother Sure enough Great But at the beginning of the game, there is no end... "
Slowly stood up and finally looked at the scene of the cathedral, disappeared in the crowd. RS
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Lu Qiu can be sure that she hates being teased by others Although no one likes to be fooled by others But Lu Qiu has a common aversion to this aspect. As a child, it seems that there was a guy who often played with himself. He was a slovenly man, but Lu Qiu didn't know who he was. And now. Lu Qiu is always in the position of playing with others, isn't he? Pick up the broken MP3, Lu Qiu gently a pinch into residue fell on the ground. This time it's the same Lu Qiu's mouth slightly outlined, raised his hand, all of a sudden, Lu Qiu's light reflected in the shadow of the emergence of a small bat The bat flew in front of Lu Qiu, and the blood surged on him, which made Lu Qiu look like Lu Qiu has never said that he is noumenon It's easy to use this skill As a hunter, Lu Qiu doesn't look down on any prey. If the prophet has the ability of prophecy, he will run away early. If he stays here, unless he is really looking for death, there must be a backhand. Lu Qiu doesn't know what his backhand is. If he doesn't need to run away because he thinks he is powerful, Lu Qiu will crush his confidence. Even without the power of blood control, the sharpness of Yan magic sword is not vegetarian. If Lu Qiu's fighting power is defined, it must be slightly better than the strongest Knight Don Quixote. In addition to the white-edged battle, whether it is the large-scale destructive power or the ultimate goal of the battle, kill the enemy! Lu Qiu is absolutely superior to the strongest knight. If it wasn't for their own strength, then there must be some special way to escape. The separate body of blood is stationed at the entrance, marking a boundary that no life can step out. Split into blood, into the Lu Qiu's body. Lu Qiu closed his eyes and began to read the memory in his separation. The separation of blood has a part of Lu Qiu's power. If defined rigidly, it also belongs to a kind of puppet composed of blood. Memories can also be shared. "Little children?" Lu Qiu read the memory of the separation of blood, slightly a Leng. The so-called "prophet" didn't run away early. He stayed in this room all the time, just like Lu Qiu thought. The prophet's speed was amazing, even so fast that he didn't even have the time to make a move. He disappeared in front of him. But after inheriting Lu Qiu's abnormal dynamic vision, he still saw the true face of the so-called "prophet". About 12 years old child. Lu Qiu never thought that she would be a child. And "Oh, my elder brother, you are safe..." When Lu Qiu continued to recall, he suddenly found that this guy's face had appeared in front of the blood! That's the memory of the split of blood. When he became a little bat squatting on the corridor, this guy Appeared in front of the body of blood! He didn't run away, and even said hello to Lu Qiu's part! "It's not the time to meet. Before I give you a big surprise, I need to keep some sense of mystery." This tender and crisp voice seems to ring in Lu Qiu's ear! Lu Qiu wants to see his or her face clearly It's just that. Lu Qiu's fingertips suddenly felt a sharp pain. All the pictures became blurred. Lu Qiu was stunned again and looked down at the blood flowing on the ground. It's no use! This is the first time in Lu Qiu's history that he met the blood that he could not control freely. It is equivalent to the existence of one's own noumenon, and the separation of blood actually Failed to recycle? Lu Qiu looks at the blood stained by her fingertips and seems to be resisting Lu Qiu, or becoming something that doesn't belong to Lu Qiu. This time, Lu Qiu is really silent. Lu Qiu had no way to control the blood on the table. What is blood? About 8% of human body weight is blood, the loss of blood more than 4000 ml of blood will die! But for Lu Qiu, a blood clan, and the true ancestor who reached the peak of the race. Blood is Lu Qiu's life! Weapons! power! Right This represents a lot of things. If every drop of scarlet blood is an existence, then Lu Qiu is the king who rules these existence. No matter who is in the blood, must obey the order of Lu Qiu. Now, Lu Qiu's royal power is challenged How long has Lu Qiu not experienced this feeling? The feeling of losing a weaponJust now, the pool of blood flowing on the small table began to draw a strange line on the small table, leaving a trace Under Lu Qiu's gaze, the blood gradually formed a line of English words I. want.to.play .a.game' I I want to play a game with you. This sentence It's the prologue before the death game of the jigsaw, which is a ghost and a killer in the movie "electric saw". Now, the guy who controls the control of the blood wants to express to himself that Have you become a participant in a game of death? Behind the scenes, ghosts, killers This guy Is there something wrong? Lu Qiu chuckled, and then the laughter became bigger and bigger. "Participants in the game of death? Are you kidding... " Lu Qiu's fingers suddenly scratched on the pool of blood, and the splashed blood burst into a roar like thunder! "Have you made a mistake?" Lu Qiu's Scarlet pupil exudes a shuddering light. "This boring game has already begun! But it's not you! It's me! You are just a participant! One of the world's 700 million participants is a tiny one Lu Qiu is not a victim, but a ghost hiding behind the scenes! Killers This is Lu Qiu's identity in the script he wrote at the beginning. No one can change it. Also "There's a price to be paid for taking something from someone else." That pool of blood flows around Lu Qiu's hands again. The king of night has the ability to control any blood. No one can take away his troops! "Do you know something called regurgitation? Since you've given me such a small gift, I'll give you one back... " Blood in Lu Qiu's fingers, like broken glass, with which does not belong to Lu Qiu's imprint, together By Lu Qiu to crush into a residue! "Cough!" Outside the church, on a park bench full of people, a small figure suddenly fell on his knees. Scarlet blood spilled from his eyes and trickled down his cheek to the ground At the same time, there is a lot of blood in the mouth. This thin and petite figure, looking at the blood flowing on the ground, not only did not panic, but also laughed out in a low voice, which is so similar to Lu Qiu's laughter. "My dear brother Sure enough Great But at the beginning of the game, there is no end... " Slowly stood up and finally looked at the scene of the cathedral, disappeared in the crowd. RSwww.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
