The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 738 The Mysterious Slap in the Face (3)

Han Yinyin responded, and proudly looked at Xie Wanrong who was behind him, arrogant and arrogant.

Xie Wanrong didn't focus on Han Yinyin at all. When she approached the Black Demon Cave, the imprisoned fire lion had already sensed Xie Wanrong's aura.

Across layers of grottoes, the low roar of the fire lion pierced into Xie Wanrong's ears.

Xie Wanrong's heart stopped, she took a step forward, flew up, stepped lightly, and was already standing on the extremely empty field before Han Yinyin.

The speed was so fast that by the time they realized it, Xie Wanrong was already standing in the center.

Han Yinqian, who was in the lead, was slightly stunned, thinking that it was Han Yinyin's new master, who looked amazing, and couldn't help wondering why Han Yinyin would bring such a woman here.

"Fire lion!" Xie Wanrong saw the fire lion trapped in the huge cage at a glance.

The fire lion has returned to its original form. It was a fire lion in the spirit ring in the form of a little lion. At this time, its original form has grown bigger again.

It's just that a sharp blade was inserted into his thick body, locking its lute bone.

At this time, the fire-colored fluff was stained with blood, strand by strand, brightly colored.

No wonder Xie Wanrong couldn't summon it.

Xie Wanrong's clear eyes were covered with a thick layer of murderous aura at this moment, Hong Ling's eyes were already red with anger, and the eyes that were originally fiery red were thick with fog.

Although Han Yinyin didn't know the purpose of Xie Wanrong's coming here, she tactfully said to Han Yinqian: "Sister, she is a human being who trespasses in the devil world, she is very cunning, catch her quickly...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The nimble Ziyu Qijue Whip was like a sharp blade, and savagely struck Han Yinyin's cheek, and a deep bloody scar instantly crawled on her delicate face.

"Shut up!" The Ziyu Qijue Whip was in Xie Wanrong's hands, and she was already dexterous. She glanced coldly at Han Yinyin, and fiercely at the dozens of demons standing in the center of the field, as well as Han Yinqian.

Only then did Han Yinqian realize that it was not a friend but an enemy who came!

"Grab her!" Han Yinqian shouted loudly.

All together, dozens of demons rushed forward, Xie Wanrong whipped his whip, and those demons were all injured, their waists, cheeks, necks, and backs were all covered with blood in an instant.

Xie Wanrong pointed at the fire lion and said in a cold voice, "Who did it!"

Hongling had already rescued the fire lion, and the fire lion turned into a lion cub, who was hugged by Hongling in his arms like a gossamer.

If it weren't for the special weapon used by the demon world to deal with monsters, it would be impossible for the fire lion to be injured so embarrassingly.

Xie Wanrong looked at the dying fire lion, and felt uncomfortable again.

"So it's because of this seventh-order monster." Han Yinqian said: "Girl, it's a big crime for you to be good at the devil world. Do you think the devil world is a place where you can come and go whenever you want? Now that you're here, do you want to leave? Unless you die! But if you die, I will keep the seventh-order monster!"

"Sister, be careful... this human being has some abilities." Han Yinyin reminded with lingering fear after having suffered at the hands of Xie Wanrong. As she spoke, the wound on her cheek was painfully torn.

Han Yinqian didn't care, secretly thinking how strong a human being can be.

Xie Wanrong moved the Purple Jade Seven Absolute Whip in her hand, her smile made people feel cold all over, the coldness went from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet, she said: "Since I'm here, I have no intention of leaving!"

She swung her whip and rose into the sky, her long crimson dress fluttered coquettishly in the air, and all her black hair fluttered with her spiritual power.

With a light blade in one hand and a long whip in the other, Han Yinqian was caught off guard.

(End of this chapter)