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Chapter 1210 Nie Jiuque returns to the devil world

Mo Yu was furious and thought Zuo Yan was poisoning.

"mean."

He raised his hand and was about to absorb the bloodworms that had penetrated into the skin on his face, but unexpectedly, the insects accelerated their speed and drilled into the flesh and blood under his skin.

Zuo Yan smiled proudly, his eyes full of destructive viciousness.

This blood worm was a blood worm extracted from his body and refined with severe toxicity.

As long as the skin is stained a little, it will be like him and Ye Qi, and from then on, it will be plagued by blood Gu.

Although you don’t have life, life is worse than death.

Nie Jiuque, I think you dare to activate the blood Gu to torture me in the future.

A black shadow flew past, and Nie Jiuque's figure appeared in front of everyone.

Zuo Yan's face changed drastically.

"Lord."

"Lord." The Thirteen Banners and Qin Ming spoke repeatedly.

Mo Yu subconsciously wanted to speak out loud and respectfully call Nie Jiuque, but Nie Jiuque suddenly took action to stop him from forcibly taking out the blood Gu, and then immediately used other methods to help him remove the Gu insect.

When Mo Yu was confused, he felt the burning sensation on his face fading away, and all the blood worms that penetrated his skin were absorbed into his palm by Nie Jiuque.

I saw a red palm in Nie Jiuque's palm, and a ball of flame suddenly appeared, instantly burning the blood to ashes.

Mo Yu raised his hand and touched his face, which was already fine, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, Lord."

The flames in his palm retreated, but his eyes under his mask burned with raging fire, and his anger spread out in a prairie fire, almost igniting his entire body.

Nie Jiuque was furious and turned around and raised his hand. The soul-breaking hand transformed from the demonic energy grabbed Zuo Yan's neck and lifted him up.

"Where is Ye Yin?!"

Nie Jiuque questioned sternly.

"What, what..."

Zuo Yan's face soon turned red due to lack of oxygen.

The desire for survival made him instinctively want to open the hand around his neck that could crush his soul at any time.

"Don't challenge my patience, I'll ask for the last time, where is Ye Yin?!" Nie Jiuque increased his strength while speaking.

The suffocating feeling of death made Zuo Yan not care about the distinction between the king and the ministers, not to mention that he had a murderous intention towards Nie Jiuque, so he raised his hand and summoned his sword and stabbed Nie Jiuque.

"Respect and be careful." Mo Yu hurriedly spoke out to remind him.

Nie Jiuque waved his hand and swung the sharp sword that flew in front of him, then controlled Zuo Yan's hand to swing.

Zuo Yan's body was thrown out like a kite with broken strings. After hitting the wall, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahem, ahem..."

Having no time to care about the pain on his body, Zuo Yan grabbed his neck with one hand, coughing and gasping, and was extremely embarrassed.

"Zuo Yan, you are really bold and reckless. You dare to attack me. If you believe it or not, you can cure you for the crime of being the best and plotting against you!"

"Ahem... I'm the main one to cure me, how dare I resist?"

Zuo Yan struggled on the ground for a while, then slowly stood up.

The innocent eyes were full of dissatisfaction with Nie Jiuque.

"I don't have time to get back the old accounts with you and hand over Ye Yin. I'll spare your life for the time being, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He still has important things to do, and he has no time to waste with Zuo Yan.

"Isn't Ye Yin your subordinate? Why did the Lord ask me for it?"

"I said, don't challenge my patience!"

"I said it too, I don't know, I haven't seen it at all...ah."
Chapter completed!
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