Dijun, your cute concubine bit someone again

Chapter 995 Retribution ([-])

Xuan Huang's eyes shifted to Lan Ling's beautiful pale face, and he smiled softly: "She's dead, no one can threaten you anymore, brother Xuan... I don't want to see you being threatened again."

"Xuan Huang...you are so cruel...heart, I like you so...so much, for you...I even...became humble...in front of you, but you... gave me a knife." Nalan Xin Thinking of the details of how she got along with Xuan Huang these days, she already believed in her heart that Xuan Huang belonged to her, and hurting her was a heinous felony.

Nalan Xin shed sad tears from the corners of her eyes, and the blood was still flowing from her mouth. She shook her head, her heart ached to the extreme, and she was very unwilling.

"Xuan Huang... I'm dead... You can't live, this is your retribution... Retribution."

Nalan Xin laughed a little maniacally, then turned his face suddenly, stared at Lan Ling viciously, raised his trembling hand, pointed at Lan Ling and said, "Bitch...you will die... I, Nalan Xin, curse you... ...I will never get true love in my whole life...I will be alone forever."

Xuan Huang drew out the cold knife fiercely, his brows were tightly frowned, his moon-like black eyes were full of anger, as elegant as him, and he couldn't help but kicked Nalan Xin, kicking her to the ground.

"The dead should shut up." Xuan Huang said coldly.

The sorcerer was so angry that his heart and lungs almost exploded. Nalan Xin, a b*tch, does he treat him as a dead person?Xuan Huang said those disgusting things in front of him and the disciples of the Jiusheng Pavilion?
When the old ghost died, he really should have killed her and buried her with the old ghost, so that she wouldn't be... dying, and still be here to embarrass her face.

Nalan Xin died, his eyes widened, and he stared at Lan Ling ferociously, as if he was still cursing Lan Ling after death.

Suddenly, with a wave of the bone sword in Xuanyuanhao's hand, Nalan Xin's eyeballs flew up, and Yuanshen also flew away...to the arms of the witch.

"Your woman's rotten eyes, I will return them to you. On the way to Huangquan, you will be my companions."

The witch's palms trembled, and he saw the two ugly eyes. Because of the relationship between the primordial spirit, the eyes still had a little vitality.

With a ferocious face, Mo Wujun crushed Nalan Xin's eyeballs and soul with his own hands: "This b*tch is unworthy."

The witch's heart was trembling with anger, he knew that Xuanyuan Hao deliberately flew over Nalan Xin's eyeballs and primordial spirit, mocking him.Hmph, even if he died here today, he would never set foot on the road to hell with Nalan Xin, a bitch.

In the new round of slaughter, Xuanyuanhao's demonic energy surged, and the bone sword passed by, overwhelming.

A mere Jiusheng Pavilion, no matter how many puppets there are, they are not his opponents.

He is a demon, so why be afraid of a puppet?

Lan Ling looked at Xuanyuanhao's devilish, bloodthirsty and cruel back, her body trembled slightly, not because she was afraid of Xuanyuanhao, but...she was so cold!
Lan Ling's lips trembled, her hands crossed her chest, and hugged her, her beautiful little face was pale, as if covered with a thin layer of ice.

Suddenly, someone hugged her from behind, and white jade green fingers grabbed her little hands, rubbing them gently to keep her warm.

Lan Ling turned her head and brushed the corner of his lips with the tip of her nose, feeling a little embarrassed, her slender eyelashes trembled, as if she could shed some frost.

"Brother Xuan... are you okay?"

She refers to the love * Gu, killing Nalan Xin is definitely not a good thing for Xuan Huang, otherwise, Lan Ling would not bear with Nalan Xin, and did not kill Nalan Xin with her own hands.

"Silly girl, what's going to happen to me? It's you, who keeps saying you're fine. Take a look, is this still okay?"

Xuan Huang looked at Lan Ling's pale face, the perfect corners of her lips, as if the coldness of her nose still remained, Xuan Huang felt distressed for a while, if possible, he would rather be the one who suffered from the cold poison than see Lan Ling A little uncomfortable.

The witch knew that he was not Xuanyuanhao's opponent, and had long planned to wait for all the puppets to attack Xuanyuanhao, so he would take the opportunity to escape. With so many puppets, it would not be a problem to hold Xuanyuanhao until he left.

But the witch still underestimated Xuanyuanhao's ability. When the witch turned around and ran away, the bone sword in Xuanyuanhao's hand seemed to fly over like a bone dragon, pierced the witch's neck bone, and nailed him to a big tree. superior.

The witch's pupils radiated fear, and he wanted to raise his hand to pull out the bone sword, but...his hand couldn't touch the bone sword on his neck. He suddenly saw Xuanyuanhao holding the bone sword in his hand and killing the puppet.

What pierced his neck bone and nailed him to the tree was...the demon spirit in Xuanyuan Hao Bone Sword?

Thinking of this possibility, the witch trembled all over, and his legs began to tremble. Is Xuanyuanhao's demon spirit so strong?

Xuanyuan Hao killed all the puppets, the ground was filled with blood and dead bodies, disgust flashed in his eyes, the bloody smell of these puppets was really unpleasant.

Xuanyuanhao suddenly saw Xuan Huang hugging Lan Ling, his red-black eyes flickering with evil light, and his violent aura soared, if Lan Ling hadn't discovered it in time and pushed Xuan Huang away, there might be one more dead body lying on the ground now Xuan Huang.

His woman, only he can hug.

Xuanyuanhao strode over, pulled Lan Ling into his arms, and stared at Xuan Huang with bewitching eyes: "If you dare to touch her again, I will remove your arms."

It's not a threat, he says do it.

"Haohao, don't be jealous, I'm cold."

Lan Ling wrapped her arms around Xuanyuan Hao's strong waist, buried her face in his arms, trembling all over.

"..." Xuanyuanhao.

Who said he was jealous... Obviously Xuan Huang was ignorant and offended him.

Xuanyuanhao hugged Lan Ling tightly with both arms, feeling the soft body in his arms pressed tightly against him, and the evil spirit in his eyes dissipated a little. After a while, he hugged Lan Ling horizontally, turned around and walked to the witch.

"Hand over the antidote."

The witch was dying, as if his neck was hanging on a tree, and said weakly: "You let me down, and I will give you the antidote."

"Xuanyuanhao, don't believe him, this is the cold poison of the poisonous ice silkworm. There is no Xingyue grass in the entire Holy Land and Huan Haiyue, where did he get the antidote?"

The Xingyue Grass is the nemesis of the poisonous ice silkworm, but he has only seen this special herb in the Thousand Pill Scroll.

Star Moon Grass?
A strange light flashed in Lan Ling's eyes, perhaps, she had a way to get the Xingyue grass.

"Brother Xuan is right, Haohao, if you kill this scourge, you can't let his primordial spirit escape."

Xuanyuanhao's brows tightened, Brother Xuan?It's really kind.

Seeing the failure of lying, the witch showed fear in his eyes: "No...no...don't kill me, I really know where there is Xingyue grass, it is in Jin Yaozong, you must not know how to get to Jin Yaozong, as long as you let me go, I will I can take you to Jin Yaozong."

Lan Ling's heart was shocked, she didn't expect...the witch had something to do with Jin Yaozong.

"Witch, I have something to ask you now, you'd better give me an honest answer."

"Okay, okay, I will know everything and say everything."

"Is it someone from Jin Yaozong who sent you to take my strange fire?"

(End of this chapter)