Bring home the national male god of the fast-passing system

Chapter 1511

Linghu Lan picked up the long sword in her hand and said with a light smile, "Then let's fight?"

"Okay! Why not?" Jin Wuhuan jumped up immediately, and slapped the table with the long sword flying into his hand.

This time, he was startled, his face turned black with anger.

Linghu Lan smiled, wiped Fu Xin's mouth carefully with a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, this heroine will avenge you!"

"Hey, you, wipe this side too."

Linghu Lan: "..." Sure enough, profiteers cannot sympathize.

She obediently wiped the other side of Fu Xin's face, and exerted some force.

There was a smile on Bin Xin's face, and his heart was already in pain, what a 'virtuous wife'!

Jin Wuhuan watched all this quietly, feeling inexplicably dazzling.

He shouted: "If you want to fight, hit it! How decent is this look?"

"Slow!" Linghu Lan laughed. "Fights can't be fought in vain. It's interesting to wager. If you lose, the gold, silver, jewels and tickets on you and all the members of the Demon Cult present today will belong to me."

"What if you lose?"

"This heroine can't lose!"

"Hmph!" Jin Wuhuan snorted coldly. "Don't be ashamed, if you lose, give him up."

Jin Wuhuan pointed at Bie Xin.

Linghu Lan: "..." You took my brains back to get gay?

Those who covet the beauty of my brain, prosperity and beauty, should be damned.

Binding Xin's eyes widened in horror, she grabbed Linghu Lan's sleeves, blinked her cute big eyes, and tried to show a charming smile. "Woman, in the next life is your person, and death is your dead person."

Linghu Lan looked at Fu Xin with a half-smile, but didn't realize that she was good at acting.

she says. "Okay! Deal. Remember what you said today, if you are unlucky in the future, hum! I will make you happy."

The threatening meaning in Hum Hum is very obvious, and Bin Xin's smile is even brighter.So scary!
Jin Wuhuan was a little upset, for some reason, he didn't like to see the intimate scene of two people, it felt like he was superfluous.

He didn't say much, and stabbed Linghu Lan with his sword.

Linghu Lan responded calmly, drew her sword to block it, and flew towards Jin Wuhuan.

Both of them have good swordsmanship, and it's very lively when you come and go.

Bing Xin was dazzled and nervous, he was afraid that Linghu Lan would lose, he would never follow that evil spirit.

Linghulan played for a while, and found that Jin Wuhuan's kung fu is really good. No wonder he was able to make a name for himself in the arena at such a young age, and he was able to lead the rise of the Demon Cult. Compared with Qin Changhe, he was still a lot worse, defeating him was easy.

After a few moves, Linghu Lan's sword was as fast as a sword, Jin Wuhuan was finally unable to parry again, Linghu Lan lifted the long sword in his hand, and the sword in his hand pierced Jin Wuhuan's throat.

Jin Wuhuan stopped and stared at Linghulan dumbfounded. Jin Wuhuan's subordinates stood up one after another and surrounded Linghulan and Bie Xin.

Linghu Lan said with a smile: "I heard that the Demon Cult has always acted in a treacherous (jue) unpredictable manner, and is not afraid of people's words. Today I saw that it is indeed the case. This heroine admires it very much."

Jin Wuhuan naturally heard the sarcasm in Linghu Lan's words, he blushed slightly, and said coldly: "The Demon Cult listens to the orders, took out the silver bills in his arms, and put them on the table."

Although he lost, his backbone is still there, and he doesn't bother to play such a shameful thing as bad debts.

(End of this chapter)