Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 570 I will marry you, will you marry me or not! ? (1)
"Mowei, you stupid fool, how dare you do this to Lao Tzu's woman! I peeled off your skin!" I only heard Bingren's furious roar, and kicked at the speed that Prince Meteor couldn't see clearly. In his heart, he trampled the burly and sturdy Prince Mete under his feet in such a condescending manner!
The back of Lord Meteor's head hit the cold hard ground with a bang, and before the ice blade moved the tip of the sword to his throat to threaten him to stay still, he passed out like this.

"So useless!?" Bingren saw that this is a strong man who can carry and fight no matter how you look at it He stomped his foot, but he couldn't wake him up from the coma, so he couldn't help snorting, "It's really a miracle that Beishuang Kingdom has survived until now, as a coward who dares to call himself Lord Meteor, God of War. gone."

Bing Ren condescendingly looked down at Prince Mete who was trampled under his feet and was unconscious. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that his sword was facing him as an insult to himself, so he couldn't help but swish the Bing Ren sword in his hand. Withdrawing the scabbard, he turned his head to look at Qiao Xiaoyu, and shouted at her: "Qiao Xiaoyu, come down for me!"

After Bingren roared, he was stunned, and then he frowned deeply and said: "Oh, I forgot, you weak chicken can't get down by yourself, just wait."

Bing Ren said so, stepping on Lord Meteor's body and walking towards Qiao Xiaoyu.

Qiao Xiaoyu stared at him blankly, trying to look at him with dim eyes, not even blinking, even forgetting to breathe, for fear that she would breathe in the blink of an eye, and she saw this hazy, overlapping countless shadows. People will disappear from her sight.

"Big...big, Xia?" Qiao Xiaoyu couldn't see the person in front of her clearly, and her voice couldn't be softer. If you didn't listen carefully, you wouldn't know what she was talking about.

Her chapped, bitten lips that were bleeding were trembling and trembling, as if she had exhausted all her strength just to say these few words.

Bingren didn't speak, but stood in front of Qiao Xiaoyu and frowned, looking at the iron brand on her right cheek, the bloody red brand the size of half a thumb, just looking at it made people feel unbearable pain.

Bingren's brows were frowned and he didn't let go, instead they became tighter and tighter. His face was terribly cold. He glanced at Qiao Xiaoyu's bruised body again, pulled out the sword from its sheath, and cut open the bound hands and feet of Qiao Xiaoyu. While cutting the hemp rope, he asked Qiao Xiaoyu in a cold voice: "Hey, Qiao Xiaoyu, you know you are such a weak chicken, and you still run into the wolf's mouth by yourself. How can there be such a stupid weak chicken like you in the world?"

Qiao Xiaoyu didn't answer, not because she didn't want to answer, but because she didn't have the energy to answer.

But when Bingren's voice fell, all the hemp ropes binding Qiao Xiaoyu's hands and feet were cut off by Bingren. For Qiao Xiaoyu at this time, losing the hemp rope on his wrist was like losing a support point. As soon as the hemp rope around her wrist was cut, she fell forward.

I saw Bingren grabbing her shoulders to stabilize her body while quickly laying her down on the ground beside him. At this moment, there was a slight sound from the side.

Bing Ren's eyes were cold, and he threw out the sharp sword in his hand without hesitation, only to hear a cry of pain, followed by the dull sound of a heavy object hitting the ground hard.

The cry of pain belonged to Lord Meteor, and it was the sound of his burly body hitting the ground when the heavy object hit the ground.

Qiao Xiaoyu could only hear this cry of pain, and she could naturally tell that the voice belonged to Prince Meteor. She was so frightened that her injured body trembled violently.

Obviously, she was afraid.

Bingren had already left her side, and walked towards Prince Meteor who woke up at some point and wanted to run away secretly.

It's just that he doesn't want to sneak away now, it's even difficult for him to stand up.

Because a sword was stuck in the knee of his right leg, and the thin blade was like a steel knife, piercing through his kneecap!Nailed his right leg to the ground!

The sudden pain caused his body to fall down uncontrollably!
It's just that this time he fell face down, which made him even more embarrassed.

Bingren walked unhurriedly to Lord Meteor's side, and the first thing he did after he came to him was to lift his foot and stomp him down, and without hesitation, he pulled out the Bingren sword that had been pierced through the bend of his knee, Another cry of pain from Lord Meteor!
Lord Meteor couldn't bear the severe pain and almost passed out again, but Bingren didn't give him a chance to faint. He lifted the foot that was on Lord Meteor's back, and stepped on his injured leg hard. on the knee.

Amidst the heart-piercing shouts of Lord Meteor, Bing Ren laughed extremely contemptuously and said: "I didn't expect that the pretentious Lord Meteor would do such a thing and want to sneak away! Hehe... What the hell are you doing?" What kind of god of war is it, but an old dog, what is it rampant?"

Although he had a strong body, Lord Mete has always pampered him. He said he was the God of War, but he was actually a wimp. The sword of Bingren pierced his knee, and he was so painful that he could not speak. She was sweating and shivering.

He didn't give Lord Meteor any chance to speak at all, and the ice blade pierced through the knee of his left leg again, this cowardly Lord Meteor finally couldn't stand the severe pain, and passed out.

I only heard Bingren sneering and said: "Two are the most beautiful. You can't get a sword on one side while the other side is still fine. Okay, now you can't escape even if you want to. Lao Tzu first Let you take a breather, and I will serve you later to satisfy you."

Regardless of the fact that Lord Mete has passed out and can't hear anything, Bingren still sneered before turning around and walking back to Qiao Xiaoyu. He squatted down in front of him, and said with a look of disgust, "Hey, you're not dead, are you?"

Qiao Xiaoyu wanted to shake his head, but he didn't have the strength, so he could only blink slightly, as if answering Bingren's question.

"Yes, it's fine if you don't die, just stay aside for now, I have to do a big thing first, half a cup of tea time." Bingren said, reaching out to move Qiao Xiaoyu aside, but when he saw the injury on her body, he stopped. Withdrawing his hand, he turned to stare at her and said, "Why are you so disgusting? The injuries on your body really make it impossible for me to move you. Forget it, let's just do it."

Bingren waved his hands irritably, and felt up and down on himself as if he was looking for something, but he couldn't find it in the end. He raised his hand and moved the sleeve to his mouth, tearing it open with his teeth. After tearing off his sleeve, and tearing off a large strip of cloth from his sleeve, Bingren put the cloth over Qiao Xiaoyu's eyes, blocking her sight.

(End of this chapter)