She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 250 Compensation
Zhou Ling's spiritual treasure bag contains ten soul balls of eminent monks
She looked at the scene in front of her in pain, her hands hanging by her side were trembling.

In her past and present lives, it's not that she hasn't killed people, and even demons have killed a lot.

But she killed Buddha for the first time.

Although the monks were not dead in a sense, she did kill their bodies.

Zhou Ling shook her hands and her teeth chattered unconsciously.

The whole person watched in a daze as Hua Rong killed everyone.

Hua Rong's dead breath had not faded away, and he made a final blow to the Black Dragon King.

Lien Chan didn't evade Hua Rong's spells at all. He used his strong demon body to resist, and the figure quickly approached Zhou Ling.

A hand formed a huge black claw and grabbed at her.

Zhou Ling reacted very quickly, her eyes flashed, her figure retreated instantly, and Jin Lianhuo shot instantly.

"Sluggish--"

For a while, it was like a red and hot iron falling into cold water, and it was like a drop of water falling into a boiling oil pan.

When Lien Chan's thick monster power came into contact with the flame, it was melted extremely quickly as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Huarong's dark and violent eyes rippled slightly, and then condensed into a bottomless vortex, like a dark night that swallowed all the stars.

At the next moment when Lien Chan approached Zhou Ling
"Roar!"

A mournful dragon chant.

The eyes of the Eternal Giant Beast narrowed suddenly, and a flash of fear flashed across it, and the phantom shook slightly for a moment.

The entire dragon shape is connected end to end, hovering over a hundred miles above the sky.

Even the thunder and lightning avoided it, and the light slowly, through the gap, sprinkled gold little by little.

On Huarong's slender fingers, matte black threads were entwined, and the terrifying aura was about to burst.

At this moment, Zhou Ling glanced at him.

This glance immediately stopped Hua Rong, who was about to make a move to wipe out the Black Dragon King, and her water-colored lips slightly raised a gentle arc.

The sudden appearance of his smile is like the sudden melting of the perennial ice and snow on the Wanzhang Tianshan Mountains.

Glancing at the half-dead black dragon, Hua Rong put down his hands, stepped forward, and embraced Zhou Ling in the next second.

He closed his eyes and opened them again.

Hua Rong's eyes were completely silent, and his deep and dark pupils carried a fiery madness that Zhou Ling couldn't understand.

The two fell from mid-air, Hua Rong's feet touched the ground, while Zhou Ling was still held by one hand.

The black dragon circled dozens of times in the sky, and finally turned into a meteor light and disappeared over Beiyuan.

More than 80 eminent monks glanced at Hua Rong, then at Zhou Ling.

There was fear in the eyes cast on Hua Rong, and pitiful eyes on Zhou Ling.

"Miss Zhou, the task of maintaining the safety of the three realms is entrusted to you, take care."

A middle-aged monk with a white face and fat face, after releasing the task like an NPC, he led a group of bald heads away in a hurry.

Zhou Ling: .?

The clouds are clearing fast
The entire Beiyuan was dead silent.

The evil spirit blowing on his face turned into a gentle breeze.

Chi Mo looked at Zhou Ling who was being hugged by Hua Rong, smiled and turned to leave.

Make a list for Hua Rong in a few days, um, these losses should be a drop in the bucket for him, right?

After thinking about it, Chi Mo felt that his brother-in-law was really too cunning.

In past and present lives, whether it was Wei Cheng or Chi Mo, Hua Rong was really the first strong man he was convinced by.

Such a person is fortunately a friend, if it is an enemy.
It was just heard that he single-handedly slaughtered many villains in the demon world to vent his anger over Zhou Ling's death.

Only through personal experience today can I know how terrifying this man is.

The Black Dragon King was already in the demon body of a half-immortal, and at the last moment of Hua Rong's anger, he couldn't bear it at all and almost shattered his soul.

If Zhou Ling hadn't looked at Huarong to prevent him, it would be another Mahayana who would be wiped out now.

Rusting in the wind, everything is quiet

The golden sun shines down in the afternoon.

In the cold winter wind, the tall man hugged and coaxed the jealous woman, and let her beat and scold her.

　small theater:

　　In the unofficial history of the Three Realms after N years
　　A: Back then, 99 eminent monks and thousands of demons besieged Lingwang and his wife. Zhou Ling, the woman of Lingwang, slaughtered ten Buddhist disciples by herself, shocking the scene. Abba Abba Abba Abba
　　Zhou Ling knocked a melon seed, and asked the water hander next to him: Tell me, am I really that fierce?

　　Boy-Rong: Not fierce, very cute, I want to
　　Zhou Ling: The size does not match, goodbye manually.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)