The Demonic Magic Emperor

Cruel domestic slaves

The corner of his mouth tilted slightly, and Zhuo Fan already understood what he meant.

Perhaps the oldest woman thought she was crazy, but could not bear that she was killed accidentally in a fight between the two sides, so she only found an opportunity to hide herself in the protection of the guards.

“You are still stunned, do not rush to pull it, do not let him humiliate there.” Luo Yunshang shouted to the guards again.

However, the guard had not moved, and a bloody silver blade had already been placed on Zhuofan's neck.

"Slow down!"

Sun Butler smiled coldly, and looked straight into Luo Yunshang's eyes, as if looking at all his thoughts: "Hey, hey ... Missy is still as good as ever, even a crazy house slave wants to save up. "

Frowning, Luo Yunchang bellowed furiously, "Grandmaster Sun, aren't you letting the madman go?"

"Hehehe ... Still, if you don't want any innocent people involved, you should hand over Huilong Palm quickly. Otherwise, we people wouldn't mind the blood on the knife."

As soon as those words fell, the thief holding Zhuofan with his knife scratched Daoman's face on Zhuofan's face, and also made a bloodthirsty grin.

Luo Yunshang pursed his lips, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he quickly closed his eyes in pain.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Fan had fully understood his decision.

Although the young lady had no intention of using martial arts for her life, as a master, she was able to make a moment of hesitation for a domestic slave, which had made her quite grateful.

However, the next time he wanted to survive, he had to finish it by himself.

Looking back at the thief with a knife, he was fat and about the same size as him, his strength was about seven floors.

"It has to be solved!"

Zhuo Fan's fist clenched tightly, and the strength within his body quietly fused into his left arm, a fierce glint in his eyes.

"Huh, Miss, because you're so stubborn. Then this Zhuofan will be the first to die because of you." Sun Guanjia waved her hand, looked at Luo Yunshang's painful eyes, and shouted, "Fat, Hands. "

Hearing the command, the fat man laughed wickedly, and his silver knife was raised high.

However, at this moment, after a loud explosion, people heard the sound of "Kara" with broken bones in their ears, followed by the fat man's wailing.

The knife in his hand also fell.

Zhuo Fan stretched out his hand, grabbed the falling blade, and turned around.

Suddenly, blood washed away, and a fat head flew into the air.

Although Zhuo Fan only had the strength of the fifth floor foundation, but the physical strength and internal strength stored in the body only belonged to the ruler of Qiqi. At that moment, while the fat man was not paying attention, the elbow of his left hand hit his chest, breaking the bones of his front chest and back.

Everyone doesn't respond to what's happening. The fat man was already in a strange place, and he spoke his life.

Buk up!

The blood-filled head fell to the ground, and the bones rolled in front of Sun Guanjia.

Sun Butler looked at the familiar face before him innocently, not believing it to be true.

He had watched Zhuo Fan grow up in the Luo family for so many years, what kind of person could his housekeeper granddaughter know? It was a loyal and honest bully.

But who would have thought that a sheep-like person would one day show the teeth of a tiger and a wolf, and finish it off with a master who built a seven-story foundation. The killing was extremely fierce, and even these thieves did not feel a chill in their hearts.

Those Luojia guards were even more surprised, was this the same loyal Zhuofan who spoke and laughed with them? Except for Xiu Wei, the agility and ferocity of these skills, even their guardian commanders, would be out of reach.

Everyone was shocked at the place with this sudden sight, and the time was silent. Everyone stared at Zhuofan, who was holding a blood knife in his eyes, motionless, and seemed to have forgotten his breath.

Don't leave now, when should I wait?

Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes and made a firm decision. While everyone was still in a daze, he slammed the blood blade towards Sun Guanjia, and rushed towards Miss Luo. After the housekeeper Sun reacted and blocked the blood blade, Zhuo Fan had already come to Luo Yunchang.

Holding Luo Yunhai in one hand, grab Luo Yunshang in one hand, and dashed deep into the forest.

"Go!"

Luo Yunshang was a little surprised, and perplexed, he could only let her run.

Sun Butler saw the caged fat lamb sneaking away again, and agitatedly, shouted: "Catch me."

However, when they had just moved, the guard commander and the guards stopped in front of them.

“Huh, do you think you can stop us?” Sun Butler looked at the guard commander, and said ferociously.

The guard commander smiled and shook his head: "It can't be stopped, but you can delay the time and let the young master and the young lady go."

“Hey, hey ... You're dead, can the two of them escape?” Shouted Sun Guanjia.

Turning around and glancing towards Zhuofan about their disappearance, the guard commander nodded confidently: "Maybe unable to escape before, but now the boy is protecting them."

The rest of the guards listened and nodded together, inexplicably trusting Zhuo Fan in his heart.

Although they did not understand why Zhuo Fan was suddenly so brave, having such a warrior beside Young Master Miss would also give them one more chance to survive.

He gritted his teeth loudly, and Sun Guanjia looked sadly into the distance, with snake-like venomous snake eyes in his eyes: "Those stinking brats dare to ruin my big business. When the old man caught him, he had to peel off his bones and let them go No corpses! "