Shocking Concubine: The Black-bellied Demon Monarch Chases His Runaway Wife

Chapter 130 Assassination [[-]]

That cold light is a famous ancient sword, made of black ice iron. According to Nan Gongling's current cultivation level, if she uses this sword, she will only be backlashed and become a 'sword slave'.

At this moment, Nangong Ling's mind was in chaos. She seemed to hear Mo Chen's voice, Doudou's voice, and an evil voice encouraging herself to "Kill, kill, kill!".She knew what she should do in her consciousness, but it seemed that her body was out of control, and she was approaching the cold light sword step by step.

From the perspective of outsiders, Nan Gongling stared at the cold light in a daze, her eyes seemed to be attracted by the sword, and the color of her pupils was gradually deepening, flashing blue light for a while, and turning black for a while.

Mo Chen was still entangled with those people, but his eyes were always on Nangong Ling. "Ling'er, don't be fooled by him, throw it away!"

But it was as if Nangong Ling couldn't hear his voice. Seeing that Nan Gongling was defenseless, one of the people who set up the formation was about to attack her.His sword was fused when it was about to touch Nangong Ling, and a violent blue light shot out from her body, sending the sneak attacker flying out.

When the sneak attacker flew out, a mouthful of blood was sprayed on the cold light sword, and Nan Gongling's eyes were fixed on the blue in an instant. She yelled in pain, and opened her hands to shake out a wave around her body. Dao Lingli wave, those people in black were so shocked that their seven orifices bleed, and the roof of the restaurant was shaken up into the sky. She looked up at the sky and roared. At this moment, her eyes were as blue as the sky.

Mo Chen popped out the protective cover in time, but he was still affected, and he swallowed a mouthful of fishy sweetness. He resisted the surging of his internal organs, but a trace of blood still spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Ling'er, wake up quickly!" As he spoke, he staggered towards Nangong Ling, trying to stop her.

But Nangong Ling looked at him with strange and terrifying eyes, and there was no more agility than before, only a strong breath of death.

"Hehehe, are you a god or a demon?" Nangong Ling laughed strangely, and then asked a question that shocked Mo Chen.

"No matter who you are or what you know, you'd better get out of Ling'er's body immediately, otherwise, you won't be able to afford the consequences." Although Mo Chen was shocked by what he asked, on the surface it was calm.

"The tone is still as annoying as it was a thousand years ago! But I like to see you become angry when you are angry." The voice will turn into a man's voice for a while, and then a female voice for a while, sometimes both male and female voices together, which sounds creepy .

"Who is she? Someone you care about? Where's your follower? You don't want her anymore? Have you changed your target?"

Mo Chen had roughly guessed its identity at this time, the parasitic sword spirit of the Cold Light Sword. "Shut up! If you don't come out again, I will destroy the cold light sword and leave you with no place to live."

"Heh ~ are you willing? If you destroy me, she will disappear too!" Its voice became Nangong Ling's voice again, but it was not crisp, but changed into a enchanting tone.

"Do you dare to bet with me?" Mo Chen looked at 'Nangong Ling' mockingly, and spoke in a tone of extreme disdain.

"What are you gambling?"

"See, I am reluctant to destroy the Hanguang Sword. She is just an ordinary friend I met in the human world. Do you think I will let you out for someone who has nothing to do with me?" Mo Chen said this When talking, he smiled evilly and looked at 'Nangong Ling' who was thinking at the moment.

(End of this chapter)