I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 283
Leng Qiu withdrew his long sword, looked down at her, and said coldly:
"My restriction just now directly affects your soul, you can think about the idea that is not good for me, and experience its power!"

It is to let her remember that if she thinks rashly, there will be consequences.

Lingyun's eyes flickered with tremors, saying that she would say nothing rashly, and said with trepidation:
"Slaves don't dare, from now on, we should remember the order carefully, dare not or forget it! Please master, take off the chain, and bear all the pain together!"

It's because she has no legs, only a buttock, and she can't sit still at all, shaking back and forth, and may fall down at any time.

Although she was unwilling, she was also grateful.

It is enough for Leng Qiu not to care about her appearance at the moment, but still accept her as a servant!

If he can return to the Desolate God Temple in the future, he must find the old elders and settle the score.

Fucked her!
"it is good!"

When thoughts were racing, Leng Qiu agreed.

The right hand moves the sword like flying, quickly passing through the two lute bones.

I have to admit that her physical strength is indeed extraordinary.

If it were someone else, it might not be able to pierce the body.

Accompanied by the sound of toothache, the flesh and blood growing together with the chains were cut off directly.

When the blood sprayed, the chain was pulled out by Leng Qiu.

I don't know what kind of metal the chain is made of, it is very hard, and if it is concentrated with true energy, it can be compared to an ordinary artifact.

At this moment, it fell in front of Lingyun.

Her shoulders on both sides were still bleeding, and in front of her was the chain that had fixed her for thousands of years, and she was instantly saddened by it, and her eyes were filled with mist.

Thousands of years of torture, being eaten flesh and blood, endured humiliation to survive, isn't it just to survive?

Now that he was finally rescued, he was filled with sorrow and joy, and his thoughts were flying.

After a long time, the wound stopped bleeding and his emotions were under control. He held back his tears and respectfully thanked Leng Qiu:

"Thank you, master, for saving me. The servants will obey the order and go through fire and water, and will do whatever they want!"

His eyes became clearer, and he was no longer struggling as before.

"Open your mouth, here are three Rejuvenation Pills, which can help you quickly recover from your injuries. Three Taiyi Golden Pills, can restore part of your true energy. I'll go and see his collection first, and when I come back, I hope you have recovered!"

While she was talking, Leng Qiu had already taken out six pills and gestured.

Lingyun's eyes flashed brightly, staring at the pill, her eyeballs almost fell off, and said:

"I didn't expect the master to be so thoughtful, Lingyun is grateful! Ah!"

She really didn't expect that Leng Qiu would give her a pill to help heal her wounds.

Thought to fend for itself, just to be used as garbage.

Obviously a high-ranking servant.

As long as it's not rubbish, she can be a slave so what.

The moment he opened his mouth, the six pills turned into streamers and entered his throat.

In an instant, the infinite medicinal power dissipated in the body, rushing towards all parts of the body like boiling flames.

She closed her eyes, operated the God of Desolation Art, frantically absorbing the wild aura around her, and dissolved it with the elixir.

The wounds on both arms, which had healed for countless years, squirmed visibly to the naked eye, gradually growing granulation, expanding outward a little bit, and growing rapidly.

Large pieces of scorched skin and flesh on the stomach and back fell off, exposing the super elastic and breakable fresh flesh and blood inside.

It is rosy in white, and can be broken by blowing bombs.

The body that looked extremely disgusting gradually showed skin and breasts, with bumps and bumps, and it was no longer the rotten flesh just now.

Even the face with thousands of ravines is being repaired bit by bit, and a melon-seeded face is gradually outlined.

Numerous old skins fell off like newborns.

When Leng Qiu saw her appearance, she could be described as heavenly fragrance and national beauty, a goddess of a generation.

Shaking his head involuntarily, he pushed the door and walked out of the largest attic.

I really don't know how much Bagu hated her and tortured her to such a miserable degree.

Hate it to the bone!

That's the only way to describe it.

I saw Yin Miaoyi and Ye Feihua waiting five meters apart outside the door, and I also saw the infinite wildness coming from all directions.

While he was observing the situation, Ye Feihua stepped forward and said solemnly:

"Mr. Leng, do you really take her as a slave? There are many crises in the future? Not to mention whether she will rebel, even the people of the Desolate Temple will not let you wantonly trample on the majesty of the sect, there will be a catastrophe!"

Her consideration was not wrong, after all, the chosen son of a first-rank sect would not become the slave of others.

What's more, he is still an elder of the Jiuliu sect, and his strength is only at the eighth palace level!
Lingyun is willing, but Zongmen is not willing.

"Mr. Leng, what Yin Miaoyi said is very true. The first-rank sect is a colossal monster. If it takes revenge on one person, it will be endless, and it will not be able to handle it!"

Ye Feihua on the other side also stepped forward, said with a serious face.

Leng Qiu glanced at the two of them, straightened his chest, and a sense of pride rose up, straight up to the sky.

With his hands behind his back, he stepped forward slowly, and said loudly:
"If a person lives in this world, if he has so many scruples, how can he live a chic life? How about the aura, what about the first-rank sect, if I want slaves, I want them to surrender!"

"If you are afraid to move forward, how can you talk about martial arts? Cultivation, isn't it fighting against the gods, and you are not afraid. Mere human beings, why are you afraid?"

While speaking, he had already walked towards the huge metal palace on the other side.

The two women followed behind, feeling that his words made sense, but they felt wrong.

Fighting against the sky is naturally for martial arts, but at least he won't die so early.

But fighting against a first-rank sect, he can't live for three days!

Not only the number of masters, but also the background of terror, an area, countless sects, and endless human beings, can give birth to a first-rank sect, which shows its strength.

Each of them has been passed down for at least ten thousand years. There is no way to count how many backgrounds and masters there are!

This is the source of their concern.

However, Leng Qiu's plan has been made, and their persuasion is useless, they can only admire his courage.

No wonder the strength is strong, there are always admirable aspects.

"Fei Hua admires it, Mr. Leng is a dragon and a phoenix among people, and his thinking is different!"

Ye Feihua paid tribute to him, her admiration was beyond words.

Not everyone can live so chicly.

"The little girl also admires it. If we have such a mind, we will probably be a little stronger!"

Yin Miaoyi had a feeling of sudden enlightenment, the road of martial arts is already going against the sky, so why bother to be timid.

So what about the third-order sect, what to do.

What's more, this is the Heavenly Demon Sect, probably too many, why is it called a demon?

Along the way, I thought too much, and various thoughts kept turning in my mind.

From the attic to the main hall behind, there is no formation, and the road is unimpeded.

When the three of them stood in front of the pitch-black hall, they felt that it was a treasure, not a hall in the ordinary sense, for people to watch.

They were looking at the main hall, pondering the origin in their hearts, while the twenty warriors surrounding them were watching them.

"Damn it, Leng Qiu has rushed to the gate of the main hall, and the savages in his hands are gone!"

"It's over, the chance is gone with us!"

"He got it, and it's impossible to snatch it. Should we hand it over to them? Why don't we unite, catch them all by surprise, and kill them all!"

Immediately, someone agreed that they were plotting to kill someone.

(End of this chapter)