Chapter 9409: Endless Killing 12
"Hypocrite!" Just when Leng Xuan was worried about Miao Qing's safety, a voice suddenly came from the side.
Looking at Ling Xuejiu who was talking, Leng Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Who is a hypocrite?"
"Besides you, is there anyone else here?" Ling Xuejiu said coldly.
"I'm a hypocrite?" Leng Xuan pointed to his nose and smiled bitterly: "Why do you say that?"
"Isn't this your play?" Ling Xuejiu sarcastically said, "You want me to treat you as the real Leng Xuan, so I did everything I could to imitate him and make me believe that you are real. However, I advise You'd better die as soon as possible, no matter what you do, I won't believe you."
Leng Xuan shrugged and said, "I didn't expect you to believe it. Besides, don't make a mistake, I did this not for you, but for those innocent people. Of course, if you don't believe it is your business, it has nothing to do with me. ." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Miao Qing fly out of the black air.
Seeing Miao Qing returning with an ugly face, Leng Xuan hurriedly asked, "Senior Miao, how is it?"
"Tell me the truth, who is the one who made that puppet." Miao Qing's voice was hoarse and his tone was very low. Leng Xuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Miao, it's not that I refuse to tell you, but... even if I tell you the identity of that person, you won't know."
"If you don't say it, how do you know that I don't know." Miao Qing said solemnly, "Among Huangquan, there is only one person who has the ability to refine this kind of puppet."
"Who?"
"Master!"
"The Lord?" Leng Xuan was startled, but he didn't expect that Miao Qing also knew the existence of the Lord. As his thoughts turned, he asked with doubts on his face: "Who is the master?"
Miao Qing stared into his eyes and said word by word, "You really don't know who the master is?"
"Senior, I really don't know. At this time, could I still lie to you? Anyway, I don't know who you are talking about, and the person who made that puppet is definitely not the one you said. "
"Then tell me who made it." Miao Qing pressed step by step, "I have only ever seen the ill-will that that puppet has in my life, and even I have no ability to defeat him. The person who made this kind of puppet is by no means unknown. Except for the master I mentioned, I can't think of anyone else."
At this time, the rich black air began to fade away. Seeing this, Leng Xuan said, "Senior Miao, I'll tell you about that puppet later. Let's find a way to solve this problem first." Miao Qing didn't need to ask any more questions. Pushing his body, he rushed towards the black air.
"Who are you talking about?" Seeing Leng Xuan go away, Ling Xuejiu couldn't help asking.
"What does this have to do with you?" Miao Qing replied coldly, then grabbed her shoulders and chased in the direction where Leng Xuan disappeared.
At this moment, the black qi has gradually disappeared. Leng Xuan, who was rushing, finally saw that the corpse slave was standing in the center of the city, and around him lay countless corpses. In addition to the corpses, there were some people standing there straight, as if stiff, motionless, and seemed to have lost their minds.
Seeing this scene, Leng Xuan could not help clenching his steel fist. From the city that the corpse slaves first destroyed, to the Profound Sky City, he discovered a problem. When the corpse slaves destroyed the first city, not many people died.