mad wife

Chapter 172 Holy Sanskrit (3)
"Last chance, if you don't say anything, I will kill everyone else except you. Do you know what this means? It means that you will be tortured by me, and you can't live or die. I will Use a knife to cut off the flesh on your hands and feet into three thousand pieces, and you will not die, I will let you watch your hands and feet turn into white bones, and then..."

"No! Don't! I...I said...I...poof..." Before the man could finish speaking, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, tilted his head and died quickly.

At the same time, the same is true for the other 170 nine.

Ling Yue Xingli turned around abruptly, and unexpectedly met a pair of eyes as gentle as a river of spring water.

Ling Yuexing narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Sheng Zhixian who was standing not far away, always ready to enter the 'Non-Self Realm'.

Sheng Zhixian looked at the vigilance in Ling Yue Xingli's eyes, her watery eyes were full of sadness, she turned her head to look at the dead wildebeest, her eyes were full of apology, "Xingli, I'm sorry, I didn't expect them to stay With such a skill, I..."

"You don't need to put your hypocrisy on me, I think I know what kind of person you are." Ling Yue Xingli sneered disdainfully as she saw Sheng Zhixian's Madonna-like expression.

"No...don't look at me like this, please..." Sheng Zhixian covered her face, her voice choked with pain.

"Are you still pretending? I've never seen such a disgusting person like you." Ling Yue Xingli looked at Sheng Zhixian's appearance, and the monstrous anger surged in her heart. It was hard for her to imagine that the genius who was famous throughout the Xuantian Continent 13 years ago The genius Sheng Zhixian in the movie is actually such a person, hypocritical, contrived, and disgusting!
Sheng Zhixian suddenly looked at Ling Yue Xingli, her phoenix eyes were full of struggle and pleading, "No, don't look at me with such eyes, please, trust me, I have no malicious intentions, I have to do these things out of necessity, please..."

"Hey..." Ling Yue Xingli looked at Sheng Zhixian with the corners of her lips curled up, as if she was looking at a clown, "Believe you? Do you think I, Ling Yue Xingli, am a fool? I think you know how many things you have done in secret. Do you still have the face to tell me to trust you?"

"No, if I don't do this, you will..." Sheng Zhixian was anxious to say something, but suddenly there was a sound of galloping wildebeest not far away, Sheng Zhixian's face changed, and Ling Yue Xingli didn't know what to say. Before he could react, he slammed at her.

Ling Yuexing was startled, but Sheng Zhixian had already attacked her. Ling Yuexing had no time to do anything, so she jumped back suddenly to distance herself from Sheng Zhixian. Zhixian was so fast that she attacked Lingyue Xingli almost every time.

After retreating three times in a row, Ling Yue Xingli suddenly realized that there was a bottomless cliff behind her, but Sheng Zhixian was still pressing her tightly, she wanted to beat her down?

Thinking of this, Ling Yuexing sharpened his brows and eyes, and instantly entered the 'Non-Self Realm', with emerald green hair flicking his wings as thin as cicada's wings and colorful fireflies, Ling Yuexingli stopped on the cliff.

Sheng Zhixian obviously didn't expect that Ling Yue Xingli had already realized the 'state of selflessness'. Hearing the hooves of the horned horses approaching gradually, a pair of phoenix eyes flashed with anxiety and determination, and her body suddenly made an attacking posture.

Ling Yuexing squinted away from the cat's eyes, stopped dodging, and rushed towards Sheng Zhixian with all her luck, but she didn't expect Sheng Zhixian to withdraw her hand suddenly and made a frightened expression, before she had time to react, she only felt the pain in her chest Shocked by a mountain of pressure, a mouthful of fishy and sweet taste gushed out.

At the moment when she half-closed her eyes, which had no strength to open, she seemed to see the terrified expression of Sheng Fanyin. He stretched out his hand and rushed towards her. She stretched out her hand to hold him, but , their fingertips, touching, interlacing, separating.

He was thrown on the edge of the cliff by a group of people, watching her fall into the abyss in horror...

I've always had this weird feeling that I don't belong in this world, anyone else, not even myself.

My first teacher once told me that my eyes are beautiful, but there is no vitality in them like stagnant water.

I don't think there is anything wrong with what he said, because I also think so. I looked at everything around me indifferently. Everyone said that people in Xuantian Continent are crazy about the pursuit of force, and that is even an instinct. .

However, I don’t have one. I only complete the fighting qi class every day as a task. I even find it boring. Cultivating this kind of thing is so simple that it makes me feel bored. The teachers around me change one after another, but they always look at me. It's the same, even the words of praise revolve around the word genius, and I don't have any feelings about it except being bored.

Gradually, I began to loosen up, and the days became more dull and boring. I felt that I was always looking for something, something that could make my stagnant eyes start to waver, so I almost walked all over the entire Zhanjingyuan , but still did not find it, I began to think, is Zhan Jingyuan too small?So I can't find it?

Maybe yes, because Zhan Jingyuan is indeed pitifully small, not even comparable to the city of the Xuyang Pavilion Empire in the distance, maybe I should find a chance to make Zhan Jingyuan bigger.

When I was 15 years old, life finally got a little bit better. The reason was that my father was ill and my sister, who had been traveling, came back.

I am a little curious about this sister who has never met. I grew up listening to her praise her. The father, queen and queen are proud of having such a daughter, and Zhan Jingyuan is proud of having such a princess. I thought I should be a little jealous Or admiration, after all, with such an outstanding sister, as a younger brother, even if he has never met, he should be a little bit admiring, yearning, or jealous.

It's just not, the curiosity at the beginning also disappeared after meeting her. The only impression in my mind is that she is as slender and gentle as a delicate young lady, but she is useless. But in fact, she is very strong. When I was hugged by her, I could feel the power behind her body, not only fighting spirit, but also mixed with other more incomprehensible things.

(End of this chapter)