After the Rebirth of the Unbeatable Queen

After hearing the word "artifact", Lu Sheng's expression changed greatly, and his eyes widened, completely shocked.

Artifact! how can that be? Saints are rarely encountered, let alone artifacts!

The corner of Yueli's mouth suddenly evoked sarcasm: "You said your knife, but you don't even know your weapon level?"

Lu Sheng looked flustered, and quickly suppressed the shocking emotions in his heart, trying to be as calm as possible. He wanted to explain to himself, but couldn't.

Yueli raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "The divine weapon will not harm its master. Although you don't know a knife, it should still recognize your master, right?"

Yueli's words fell, and he slashed the knife on his upper arm, and immediately a bloodstain appeared. Then, he saw that frost began to appear on the arm wound, and it slowly spread outward.

Lu Sheng only felt a pain in his hand, and then he lost consciousness, but gradually he found that the position of his wound was numb.

This situation made him panic, and hurriedly raised his head to look at Yueli, screaming ahhh.

Yueli was immediately surprised: "Huh? You are actually injured? Are you not the owner of the bipolar knife?"

Lu Sheng was suddenly annoyed, he knew very well that the other party was very sure that he was not the owner of the knife, and even after hearing her name of the knife, he realized that the knife was called a bipolar knife.

How can I know how to heal myself?

Yueli said in a faint tone: "You don't have much time. If you don't treat the wound quickly, your arm will be useless."

Lu Sheng looked at her eagerly, with a pleading meaning in his eyes, and opened his mouth again: You know the way, right?

"I don't know, I just heard that only the master of the knife knows, aren't you the master?" Yue Li sneered.

Lu Sheng choked suddenly, feeling the numbness in his arms getting heavier and heavier. When he raised his head, his eyes glanced in the direction of the auditorium, as if asking for help.

The corner of Yueli's mouth twitched slightly, he turned around immediately, and followed his line of sight to see where he was sitting...

His eyes swiped, and suddenly fell on the body of a group of people, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Master, is Feng Qingcheng looking at us?" The man said immediately, he felt that the other party was with them.

The masked man's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Yueli, the corner of his mouth rose immediately, his right hand tightened and loosened, and finally put it down.

"Maybe!" The masked man said slowly.

Yueli stared at the masked man over there for a while, and his intuition was this person!

But... is it really him? A final confirmation is also required, and if so, it's tricky.

Yueli shook the bipolar knife in his hand, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He turned around and said to Lu Sheng, "Do you want to die or live?"

Lu Sheng's face froze, let him choose again?

"You can choose." Yueli said.

Lu Sheng looked at her suspiciously, but his head was hesitant and pointed. In fact, he was worried that Yueli would give him another whip at any time.

Yueli immediately hooked her lips and said, "Okay, I will satisfy you."

When the words fell, Yueli immediately raised the whip and threw it towards Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly, he knew it!

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

One whip after another, Lu Sheng cried out in pain, but no sound came out.

Some people around watched Yueli go down with a whip, and their bodies were shaking, and their expressions were all in pain.

"Feng Qingcheng's whip is too powerful, isn't it? After a few whips of mustard, the flesh and blood of Pope Mo's body is blurred?"

"It hurts so much! If I was disappointed, I would have cried out a long time ago. That disciple of Pope Mo is really brave!"