Medicine door witch

Chapter 829 Ancient Forbidden Formation (5)

Jie opened the wooden gauze curtain, jumped up, his body was extremely light, he took a step ahead of Ling Zhan, and landed in front of Ling Yue and Ling Ziying.

"Where is Sister? Have you seen Sister?"

Jie raised his head, a pair of soul-stirring purple eyes on a face as beautiful as a celestial being.

She has never... never seen such a beautiful boy!
"What did I ask you? What about Sister? Didn't you see Sister's soul? Why didn't you speak!"

There was a trace of murderous intent in Jie's purple eyes, and the fair and not-so-big boy's hand stretched out, grabbing Ling Yue's neck suddenly.

His voice is still hoarse as usual, and this is the only feature that can identify his true self.

Even though her neck was stuck, she could hardly breathe due to the pain, but Ling Yue's extremely obsessed eyes were still firmly stuck to Jie's perfect and impeccable face.

"Ling Luo...her ghost...appeared." Ling Yue's face became more and more red.

On the one hand, it was because of seeing the shyness of the beautiful boy, and the bigger reason was because of poor breathing.

"Where did Sister's ghost appear? Tell me!" Jie was extremely excited, with purple swirls in his eyes.

"Ahem..." Ling Yue couldn't breathe, and looked very hard, "Let me go first, okay? Why do you brothers and sisters like to pinch people's necks?"

Jie's purple eyes suddenly widened, and he withdrew his hand abruptly, his eyes fixed on the large bruise on Ling Yue's neck.

Is that what Auntie left behind?
"Bastard! The old master's grandson, is it also an outsider who can bully casually?"

Ling Zhan rushed over and saw that Jie was being rough on Ling Yue. Although he didn't like this granddaughter very much, there were so many eyes watching him in the venue. Jie's behavior undoubtedly brought shame to the Ling family!

Ling Zhan rushed over, his face full of anger, and he punched Jie hard in the face.

Jie looked as usual, and raised a palm to easily block Ling Zhan's attack.

At the same time, his figure transformed into a series of more than a dozen shadows, one of them turned around behind Ling Zhan, stretched out his long arms, and grabbed Ling Zhan's neck.

The weird and unpredictable movement makes people completely confused about the routine.

Ling Zhan's heart sank, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

It wasn't any kind of cultivation method in Jinmu, Water, Fire, and Earth. He couldn't figure out the vitality attribute emanating from this 13-year-old boy!
terrible!

Like a ghost!
Because he was too treacherous, Ling Zhan, a fourth-tier great martial artist who had experienced many battles, didn't know how to deal with the enemy. He was captured so easily by a young man whose cultivation base was lower than his own.

What a shame!

Embarrassment and anger flashed across the heart of the old man.

The situation has reached a stalemate, the air is stagnant, and no one dares to say a word.

Jie slowly let go of Ling Zhan's neck, narrowed his purple eyes slightly, and said, "I offended you, sister's grandpa."

As much as he respected Ling Luo, he respected the old man in front of him.

It was just a self-defense counterattack in a moment of desperation, and he didn't use [-]% of his cultivation.

(End of this chapter)