The Evil Emperor Chasing His Wife: The Heaven-defying Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 641: Bad News Strike 3
Nan Lingge's eyes flashed, Fei Xiyan's snow fan is really powerful, no wonder there are so many people scrambling for it, God Yaa really loves her, otherwise how could he give her such a powerful treasure?

Jing Zhi kept dodging, with a lot of sweat dripping down his face, his body was in a mess, his clothes had been scratched by fan leaves in many places, and there were spots of blood stains.

Nan Lingge had a cold face, waving the Feixiyan snow fan, and kept releasing the fan leaves. There were more and more fan leaves, and they became more and more turbulent. They cut through the void like a wind and clouds, and went straight to Jingzhi.

Jingzhi's face turned pale, and his eyes couldn't help but lowered: "Cousin, is she trying to put me to death? Is she so ruthless?"

"Jing Zhi, don't you think it's too late to say these things now? Are you scared now? If you knew today, why bother?" Nan Lingge looked cold.

"Heh!" Jing Zhi wiped the wound on his face accidentally cut by a fan leaf: "At the beginning, I didn't kill you so thoroughly, otherwise, you wouldn't have appeared here? The little girl who met you Lover, right?"

"Jingzhi, you really came to attend the big wedding on behalf of the demons. I'm afraid the demons have given you all their shame in order to gain momentum for you. Otherwise, how could you be so thick-skinned?" Nan Ling Ge sneered, not forgetting to continue to release the fan blades in his hands, attacking Jingzhi.

"Humph, I have a thick skin, Nan Lingge, it's you who don't know what to do. I'm your cousin. Grandpa sent me to prison but didn't kill me. It's enough to show that grandpa doesn't blame me for the mistakes I made. And if you kill me today, how will you explain to the diplomat under Jiuquan?"

Jing Zhi's complexion was very grim. Although he tried his best to avoid the fan blades, he was still scratched and there were wounds all over his body. Although he was not fatal, he had already shown his weakness.

"Grandpa is soft-hearted and let you go. If he knows what you are doing now, he will definitely regret letting you go. Jingzhi, I really didn't expect you to mistake Grandpa's soft-heartedness for forgiveness."

Nan Lingge's eyes were filled with anger. Grandpa was already dead, but this Jing Zhi wanted to blame the old man. Grandpa was really too soft-hearted at the beginning, so that he let such a scum who is not as good as a beast go.

Seeing that Nan Lingge didn't buy it, Jing Zhi knew it was over, and said sarcastically, "He's soft-hearted? He's soft-hearted and will send me to prison, and he's soft-hearted and will leave all the property to you bitch? He's not soft-hearted, he's soft-hearted. It was me, I should have killed you when I realized that he had doubted me, and killed him directly, so as to avoid future troubles forever!"

Thinking of Grandpa's death, Nan Lingge shook his head: "Jing Zhi, you still don't know how to repent, so there's no need for me to let you go."

Said, Nanling singer Zhongfei Xi Yanxue fan turned into a long sword, reflecting a little bit of cold light, tapped her toes lightly, the long sword pierced through the void and came thinking about the scene.

Seeing that Nan Lingge did not continue to use the body of Fei Xiyan's snow fan, Jing Zhi was relieved, but it was not that simple.

Nanlingge's swordsmanship was brisk and smooth, Jingzhi clamped the blade with two fingers sideways, but he didn't want Nanlingge's sword to deflect, and cut straight through Jingzhi's two fingers and pointed towards Jingzhi's heart.

Jing Zhi suffered pain, retracted his hand, and dodged sideways. Although he avoided the fatal part, a deep wound was drawn on his shoulder, and blood flowed out.

(End of this chapter)