Who are they when the woman in red calls them?

Lin Suqing's eyes were red, and an uncontrollable breath of anger was stagnant in her chest, and she was about to rush up.

The tied rope became closer and closer, and his anger became more and more difficult to suppress. The more angry he became, the tighter the tied rope was tied. In this way, this way, the dagger that pierced into his chest was pressed out!

Seeing this, the woman in red was surprised: "I can't tie you up even if you tie up the immortal rope?"

"Maybe I'm too shallow." She picked up the dagger and stabbed it hard, stabbing it straight through the old wound on his chest, and even shook the dagger. She felt it tighter. She then pulled out another one and stabbed it from his waist!

Lin Suqing was angry at it, but even if his heart exploded, he could not compete with the rope of tied immortals, and he could not withstand the magic of tied immortals, using any spiritual power to force the dagger that pierced into his body.

This is not him.

The anger in his heart became more and more vigorous. Every time the knife the woman in red stabbed into was like adding fuel to the fire. The last trace of his sanity was almost encroached by anger.

This anger is extraordinary, Lin Suqing understands that it is "he" who is ready to move.

He tried hard to control it, but the immortal rope tied up everything that made him unable to use spiritual power to strangle the "he" deep in his heart.

The voice was calling him again, he didn't, he refused, he couldn't talk to "him", and "he" wanted to exchange conditions, no, there was no way.

The power of the immortal rope can be exerted by the magician, which has a lot to do with the cultivation of the manipulator himself. The higher the cultivation of the manipulator, the stronger the constraints the immortal rope can exert.

Obviously, with the inner rest of the woman in red, even if this is the rope of Taishang Laojun's immortal binding, it can only tie him up at the moment, and it cannot tie him up the "he" in his heart, which instead angers "he".

"Stop, stop..." There were almost a few words that were squeezed out from the gaps of his teeth. These words alone had exhausted him. His neck and face were squeezed into a pig's liver color, and the immortal rope tied up everything he had.

There are also pains from the body.

The dagger was mixed with the knife, and she inserted forty-seven pieces into him, avoiding the vital points, but piercing them all on the most painful meridian acupoints.

"Do you have only this trick?" Suddenly, a dull sound came from Lin Suqing's mouth, and it echoed as heavy as the bottom of the abyss, with a relaxed tone.

The woman was suddenly stunned, and Lin Suqing was also shocked. This was not my voice, it was his voice.

He gritted his teeth, bit his temples sore, and tried his best to suppress the eager thoughts.

"A mere mortal, I'm still so stubborn when I die." The woman pinched her hand and began to perform the trick. Every place where a dagger or knife was inserted in his body suddenly felt like a flesh-like pain. The directions of these pains were consistent, and they all went to the heart.

He couldn't help but scream.

But he quickly calmed down and couldn't lose his composure. I had to be awake at all times. Once my body reached its limit, "he" would take advantage of the situation.

Even though this is a clone, "he" is everywhere.

I can no longer consume anything, but I can no longer hold back the pain of forty-seven piercing pains.

The more she recited the spell, the more she hated her hatred, and the more she felt the pain, the harder she tried, as if forty-seven poisonous snakes were wandering inside her body, using poisonous fangs to open up the passage and reaching her heart.

It's like forty poisonous snakes gnawing at the heart.

At this moment, a knife light flashed in front of me, and the mask fell in response to the light, landed on the grass, and instantly turned into nothingness.

The woman in red saw the mask falling with her own eyes disappear. She was surprised at first and then said, "It's exactly the same as Emperor Qi's mask. Who are you?"

She raised her head and saw a broken face. The lower half of her face was intact, but above the bridge of her nose, it seemed to have been burned by a fire, full of wounds. Even she couldn't help but feel scared.

She picked her eyes and said, "You are clearly a mortal, how could you be the royal family in the demon world?"

Lin Suqing was tortured by pain and sweated heavily, and the sweat made the wounds on her upper half even more shocking.

It turned out that when the "they" she said just now was forced to fall from Qidi's mask, was she also present? Unfortunately, he was even unable to breathe now and could not ask her for details.

He looked up at her with all his might, looking at her through the flesh that had grown and loose after rotting, which had collapsed above his eyelids.

"Who are you?" She seemed to have forgotten that she was shackles him with the art of extreme punishment, and that he was unable to speak.

Then she glared at her eyebrows and said angrily: "There is actually a layer of mask!"

She can actually see through it!

Lin Suqing was even more shocked. This was a mask he carefully pretended to prevent problems before it was discovered. It was almost fake. Even the goddess of the sky, Xia Huniao and the god of war Zhuifeng could not directly see through it. She actually did not contact at all and saw it through it at a glance!

Moreover, he used not disguise techniques, but a combination of mechanism techniques and techniques. Even if he wanted to distinguish between authenticity, he had to use various methods such as touch, touch, knock, strike, smell, practice, taste, etc. to distinguish authenticity.

Who is she?

So proficient?

If she and the "they" she said were in the same group, then who were the sacred and demons who forced the Emperor to do so?

Anger filled his eyes, his eyes turned red, and his pupils quickly turned silver-gray.

"These eyes..."

As soon as she said this, Lin Suqing was immediately calm, like a troubling of flames immediately extinguished, and her pupils immediately returned to darkness. She saw that it was out of control just now.

She grabbed his chin and stared at him. "Look at me!"

Lin Suqing deliberately lowered her eyes, not looking at her, nor letting her look at her.

Could those eyes, those flashing eyes, were they my hallucinations? The woman frowned and roared, "Look at me!"

When she roared, the spell on her body became even more severe and the pain was even more intense.

He raised his eyes with a pair of dark eyes.

She let go of her hand weakly. Could it be that she was really an illusion? But it was so real...

A bent knife as sharp as a snake suddenly crossed Lin Suqing's neck. She held his chin and stared at him. Then she changed the sword, and the sword was approaching his eyes, only a little distance away.

She wanted to confirm the hallucination just now.

"Don't you want to see the true appearance?" The deep voice as if it came from the abyss came out from Lin Suqing's mouth again. His expression was cold and frost-covered. No more pain was gone in a flash. Lin Suqing's painful and ferocious look immediately made the wounds on his upper half look particularly shocking.

The snake-shaped knife in the woman's hand trembled instantly. He seemed to have changed someone just now. The person in front of him was not a mortal!

But he is like a mortal! He can't feel what other identity he can have besides a mortal! But if he is of high power, he will not be caught by her, right?

She was a little panicked.

"Damn it!" She stood up cruelly, picked up the snake-shaped knife and started to crack the mechanism on his face.

Whether it's knocking, hitting, touching, sniffing... all actions are on the point, she understands this!

Isn’t this a master’s secret technique? Why did she understand? Who is she?
Chapter completed!