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Chapter 372 No taboos (please subscribe)

Although Zheng Kexie's body was covered with energy to protect his body, but his own cultivation was no match for that person, and he received a slap in the face, only to feel that a wisp of mysterious and vicious inner breath turned into thousands of poisonous insects. It spread from his chest, and his sword energy body protection technique couldn't resist it at all.

Immediately, he was sent flying several meters into the air, and the hot blood was sprayed, and the crystal white snowflakes falling from the sky were dyed red.

In the end, it landed heavily, splashing flying snow, and between twitches, the breath was already extremely weak.

Shi Siming and Tang Linger looked at this scene, they were surprised, despaired, and sad.

Even if Zheng Kexie and Shi Siming were at odds and fought openly and secretly, after all, they were brothers for many years, and they still had some genuine feelings.

Tang Ling'er's eyes were wet, she didn't care about Shi Siming, she rushed forward with a green sword, helped Zheng Kexie up, and gently pressed her delicate white palms behind Zheng Kexie's back, sending her inner strength, but she felt defeated. How much will be scattered.

It seems that the person in front of him is a broken house with air leaks everywhere, the roots are rotten, and no matter how to mend it, it will not help.

Moreover, Zheng Kexie still has a lingering insidious power that spreads along Tang Linger's palm. Fortunately, Tang Linger's martial arts is one of the supreme magic skills of Huolong Cave. disperse.

But there was nothing he could do about Zheng Kexie's injury.

And even though Tang Ling'er was not good at medicine, she could tell that Zheng Kexie was already in a state of rage and unable to recover.

Now there is only one breath left to hang, and I am afraid that he will die soon.

For a moment, Tang Ling'er was in great grief, and the hot tears in her eyes could no longer be held back, sliding down her delicate face, her beautiful eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, making them a little more ferocious.

He raised his head and looked angrily at the person who injured Zheng Kexie, let out a soft drink, and stabbed towards him with his sword.

Although Tang Linger's swordsmanship is not as exquisite as Zheng Kexie's, it still has a three-point charm. The swordsmanship is graceful, swift and smooth, and the sword path is like a bird flying in the sky. In the buzzing, it is like hundreds of birds fluttering. Wings, pecking towards the enemy.

"Tips for carving insects."

That Xu Laizi yelled, and swept out an arc-shaped black and red condensed aura with a wave of his hand. The moves were mediocre, but powerful, and instantly shattered all the birds transformed into sword strength.

The powerful force made Tang Ling'er's delicate body shake again and again, the hand holding the sword oozes a little bloodshot, biting her thin lip and standing on the spot to adjust her breath, although she is delicate, she is as free as Ling Han's blossoming plum blossom, noble and unyielding.

The man called Xu Laizi by the enchanting girl had bright eyes, his throat squirmed, and he rubbed his hands involuntarily, looking obscene and dirty, looking at the beautiful and youthful Tang Linger, and his exquisite figure with bumps, he couldn't help but Feeling lustful, he smiled and said,

"Little beauty, why are you crying, your two dead ghost brothers are not very good at martial arts, I guess they are also silver-like pewter gun heads, they are not useful, they will die if they die, and it is useless if they don't die.

When you become the woman of this Son, you will know the taste of joy and happiness. "

He is not very old, but he is in the way of evil spirits. He has already mastered magic skills when he was young, and he is very proficient in matters of men and women. He can tell at a glance that both Shi Siming and Zheng Kexie like Tang Linger.

So he turned his head and planned to turn Tang Ling'er into a young woman in front of the two men. While listening to the girl's mournful screams, while watching the two men's despair, What a refreshing feeling that should be.

Especially Tang Ling'er, with her mighty and unyielding expression, made him very angry.

He is a good person, he likes to conquer arrogant women, but the kind of cheap skin that is put on at the first glance makes him disgusted and can't arouse his interest.

As for Tang Ling'er's identity, as well as Huolong Zhenjun and Huolongdong behind her, he didn't take it seriously at all.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. In the minds of many evil Taoists, among the thirteen families with nine surnames in the world today, only a few are worthy of awe and respect. The others are just the glory of the founding of the country. Strength, not necessarily how strong.

Huolong Cave is one of those sects with insufficient background. In the Middle Ages, it would not be ranked at all.

Moreover, people in the evil way are lawless people, not to mention Tang Linger, even if it is the daughter of the Great Emperor Bei Tangsheng, he would still dare to get involved.

"Ah, dog thief, if you dare to touch a single hair of Junior Sister, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost."

Zheng Ke's evil spirit was like gossamer, his whole body was chaotic, his consciousness was already unclear, and he didn't react when he heard such presumptuous words.

On the other hand, Shi Siming was so angry that he vomited blood, his teeth were almost crushed, and he stared at the man and cursed.

Secretly, he was already gathering vitality, performing the Xuanhuo Breaking Forbidden Art, accumulating strength, and getting ready for a fatal blow.

This was the last thing he could do for Tang Ling'er.

After one move, he will definitely die, and he can only pray that his junior sister Nengji will have his own heavenly appearance and escape from the clutches of the devil.

Deep in his heart, he unconsciously thought of Meng Zhao, the man who once made him hate and envy him.

At this moment, if he could have Meng Zhao's almost invincible martial arts and courage, why would he be afraid of the insult and contempt of Xiao Xiaoxie?He had been beheaded a long time ago, and his head was used as a wine bottle to drink blood wine.

When Xu Laizi heard Shi Siming's angry curse, he was happy instead of angry. He laughed a few times, clapped his hands and said,

"Okay, okay, the more you say that, the more I want to see, what if I touch your junior sister?

Let me think about it, I have it, how about I shave your junior sister bald and send you to a nunnery to become a nun when the fun is over?When my holy son becomes interested, I will pamper you a few more times.

As for you, if you die, you will die. If you can be found by turning into a ghost, I will let you die again.

When you are human, you are the opponent of this holy son from time to time. If you are a ghost, you will also be trampled under my feet. "

This person is indeed a murderous person who was born in the way of evil spirits. He has no taboos, and no gods, Buddhas, or ghosts can frighten him.

The only thing that can subdue him is strength, only unrivaled strength that makes him fear.

And his behavior seems to be quite vicious, not kind.

If it really falls into his hands, it will be a tragic ending where you can't live or die.

Although Tang Ling'er has been holding the sword to adjust breath and restore the injured meridians, she has been paying attention to the man and woman in the evil way. Hearing the man's words, her body trembled and her face was dead silent.

Although she is a young girl, she is by no means ignorant of world affairs, knowing that if it is true what the other party said, the rest of her life may be really hard to tell, so a man's face flashed involuntarily in front of her eyes.

Although she grew up with Shi Siming and Zheng Kexie, and grew up as childhood sweethearts, she only had brother and sister feelings for them, not men and women. On the contrary, it was the one who she only met a few times but made her unforgettable. The man appeared several times in the girl's dream.

This is an ignorant, youthful, but sincere and pleasant first love, a secret love.

Forget it, even though he doesn't know, I want to keep my chastity for him.

With a thought, the girl made a plan, and stretched out a palm. The snowflakes fell on the palm of the hand, and it quickly melted, icy cold.

Immediately, the girl raised the beautiful sword in her hand, laying the blade across her fair and slender neck, and smiled poignantly.

There was actually a plan to kill himself to keep his innocence.

(End of this chapter)