Quickly wear a female supporting role: the plot of the male protagonist has been smashed

Chapter 223 Crazy Criticism of the Great Demon King ([-])
A few bundles of hair tied Song Yun's limbs tightly, and the black hair surged from all directions, hitting her vitals.

Song Yun's eyes were filled with blackness, and the magic flame couldn't be summoned, a strange force was suppressing her.

There is no other way, she can only deal with this monster by breaking the seal in her body and recovering her spiritual power. I don't know how far Yin Heng has gone. If she is close, he will definitely sense the movement of her breaking the seal. But life-saving is the most important thing, and the rest can only be said later.

And what Yin Heng rushed over to see was such a scene.

The smaller woman held a dagger and half-kneeled in the snow. The thick snow was about to submerge her, and countless strands of hair entangled her, as if her slender neck would be broken if she tried harder. The ultimate collision of black and white.

He only felt that his heart was being pulled by someone, and a surge of anger overwhelmed his reason, and his eyes were red with coquettishness.

"You dare!"

In the blink of an eye, the obsidian-like armor covered the whole body, and the black hair was flying, revealing a pale and delicate face, like an exiled immortal falling into the abyss.

With a wave of his hand, a powerful spiritual force directly cut off the hair.

The head in mid-air had its hair cut off, as if its limbs had been broken, and it screamed shrilly!
"Ahhhhh... my hair, my hair—"

The broken strands of hair seemed to be alive, they were still wriggling after being cut off, like countless bugs.

Yin Heng put his arms around her shoulders and brought her to his side.

Snowflakes drifted in the wind he blew, messy hair disturbed the long eyelashes, in front of him was a chiseled jaw, and the exquisite facial features were chilling.

Song Yun actually still had the heart to think that it was fortunate that she didn't break the seal just now, which gave him a chance to be a hero to save the beauty.

"Ok?"

At this moment, she actually understood the meaning conveyed by his dark eyes.

"I-I'm fine."

After looking up and down on her body, there was indeed no external injury, but when his eyes moved to the obvious red strangle marks on her neck and wrists, his expression was still a little dignified.

Song Yun could clearly feel that his spiritual pressure had dropped, maybe he was restraining himself a bit, if the spiritual pressure he deliberately released in his heyday could crush a bunch of people to death.

"you"

"Afraid?"

Yin Heng didn't let her finish speaking, and blocked her question by opening her mouth. Now is not a good time to talk.

Shaking her head against his shoulder.

"Not afraid."

"If you are afraid, close your eyes."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The woman who was still furious revealed that the tip of her nose was sniffing, and she was laughing out loud, almost insane.

"God treats me well, God treats me well!" Eyes like hungry wolves greedily stared at Yin Heng who stopped in mid-air and looked down at her condescendingly.

Yellow saliva flowed out from the corner of the mouth, trickling down drop by drop, and the sharp tongue rolled the saliva into the mouth again.

"The smell on your body, um~ it's really delicious. After eating you, I will definitely increase my strength greatly. Not only will I have revenge, but I will also be able to get out of this ghost place and regain my life, hahahaha."

"Noisy."

Just as Yin Heng was about to raise his hand, Song Yun beside him took his fingers, and the warm and soft touch made him stunned for a moment.

"Stay alive, I always feel something is wrong."

This is clearly in the mortal world, and there seems to be a trace of demons on this monster. Obviously, their demons have been driven to the north of the netherworld long ago. How can there be traces of demons here?
Could it be a demon that escaped from the Nether North?
But it shouldn't be, if you want to escape from the Nether North, you have to go through the Wangyou River Valley. If the lower demons want to get out of the Nether, they will lose their lives. It is impossible to go to the Wangyou River Valley. To get out of the Wangyou River Valley, it takes several people to work together.

Unless it is a demon like her, or Yin Heng, the demon master of heaven and earth.

It is a miracle that a celestial demon like her can be born in a barren land like the North of the Nether. It is impossible for the scarce demons to produce another celestial demon, because they are already at the end of their rope.

Just when Song Yun was deep in thought, she didn't realize that the palm she just lightly touched the man's fingers was tightly held in his hand.

"Demon vine, bunch."

A short section of dark green vine branch was thrown out by Yin Heng, and it became huge in mid-air. As soon as the root touched the ground, it slammed down fiercely, competing with the intertwined hair underneath.

Once the demon vine took root, it began to branch and climb non-stop, and the white snow field was covered with green in an instant.

It's hard to tell whether it's winter or early spring.

The demon vines all over the ground crawled towards the woman with the head, and she tried to destroy those vines with her own hair.

But as long as her hair touches it, it will be entangled by the climbing vines. As much as her hair, the vines can branch out as many branches.

The last and last woman's support was all tightly handed over by the green vines, no matter how much she tore and shouted, she still remained motionless.

"Let me go, let me go! Let me go! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Yin Heng led her to the controlled woman, only then did Song Yun realize that her hands were aching from being clenched by someone, and her hands were covered with beads of sweat, so she broke free gently.

Looking at his empty hand, Yin Heng's weird feeling came to his heart again, but this time it was uncomfortable.

"What kind of monster are you, where did you come from? Why do you want to harm people here?"

"I hurt people? I hurt people? Hahahaha."

As if hearing some joke, the woman laughed maniacally again, the voice was extremely shrill, and two lines of blood tears fell from her eyes just like that.

Poor and pitiful.

Chenjia Village is a closed and remote village. The villagers live at sunrise and sunset. Everyone looks amiable, but under this kind appearance, there is hidden ugliness and filth.

Wang Dongmai is seventeen this year, and she is very graceful, elegant and intelligent. She is well-known all over the world. What is more famous than her is the good reputation of Wang Jiale's philanthropy.

The Wang family is a well-known big landlord in this town, and their ancestors even produced high-ranking officials, but the Wang family's master is not like other wealthy gentry, who judge people with their noses if they have a little money.

On the contrary, he is very kind-hearted. He never treats the farmers harshly. He does not say that the rent is too small. Put on airs.

But fighting Mien, giving birth to Michou.

It was also a snowstorm. The heavy snow had not stopped for five days and five nights. The snow was so thick that it almost flooded every house.

The master of the Wang family, with his wife, daughter and several servants, had just returned from collecting rent from other places. He hurriedly wanted to go home and have a family reunion for a reunion year. Unexpectedly, he encountered this snowstorm and was trapped in Chenjia Village.

(End of this chapter)