Chaos Heavenly Spirit Root

Chapter 404 Hurt her

Ning Leng looked at the woman who had vomited in a mess, and a mocking smile slowly rose from the corner of her mouth.

This is the person he cares about, this is the person he misses, and this is the woman he wants to love with all his heart.

Good, good, good!

The white boots slowly approached the vomiting woman, and the slender white fingers slowly lifted the woman's jaw.

With his strength, Yue Ling slowly stood up straight, the pain in her jaw reminded her of the man's anger.

But looking up, she saw the man's face full of smiles, and a trace of doubt flashed from her eyes.

The man looked at her mockingly, "Why, I'm surprised why am I not angry?"

Yue Ling remained silent.

"Heh, Yue Ling, how do you think I should punish you, huh?"

Ning squeezed Yue Ling's chin tightly, Yue Ling moved uncomfortably, which brought more urgent pain.

"I am not your servant." Yue Ling stated this fact slowly.

Ning sneered, and slowly formed a talisman on her left hand, showing it in front of Yueling's eyes, "Do you know what this is?"

Yue Ling stared at his hand, the sigil that she was all too familiar with—the slave talisman. This was the sigil that appeared when she was forced to sign contracts with those monsters many times.

But the talisman at that time was shown by the way of heaven, but at this time, it was made by him.

"You want to make a contract with me and let me be your servant." Yue Ling looked at him calmly, with no fear or hatred in his eyes.

"Why, you are very confident, you think I won't do anything to you, don't you?"

Ning squeezed her hand, tightly grasped her fragile jawbone, and lifted it up forcefully.

Yue Ling rose up uncontrollably with his strength, a sour sense of humiliation filled Yue Ling's body and mind, Yingyue Sword quickly appeared in her right hand, stabbing at the man in front of her without even thinking .

However, how could a holy king's body be something she could pierce, especially under such circumstances.

If it was in the entanglement of the confrontation between the two just now, there is still a slight possibility.

But now, under such a fierce confrontation, she is doomed to fail.

Staring at the Yingyue Sword in Yue Ling's hand, there was a deep pain in his eyes, "You actually want to kill me with the sword I gave you?"

A trace of panic suddenly appeared in Yue Ling's eyes, especially his hurt eyes, which deeply stimulated her sensitive heart at the moment.

"You bully me." Yue Ling heard her aggrieved voice in the silent room.

She closed her mouth in shock and looked at him in panic.

And Ning was stunned for a moment, looking at her panicked eyes uncontrollably, where there was panic and fear that she had never seen before.

He seemed to understand something for a moment, and seemed to miss something again, the hand holding Yueling's chin loosened slightly.

And this time, it reminded Yue Ling who had softened just now.

Yue Ling took a step back and left his attack range, but Yue Ling's eyes were fixed on his hand, reminding her that this person was still hurting her just now, how could she forgive him, would Pity him?
Yue Ling kept backing away, step by step away from him.

The condensed face froze again the moment she stepped back.

Yue Ling's hand holding the sword trembled a little, after thinking for a while, Yue Ling's heart swayed, and she directly broke the connection with Yingyue Sword, withdrew her divine consciousness, and returned the sword to Ning.

The buzzing sound of the sword and the constantly trembling blade were telling Ning what this woman did just now.

"Yue-Ling-you are courting death."

As soon as Ning raised her hand, the powerful air flow overturned Yue Ling's body, and the space trembled violently under the strong air flow fluctuations, and the wooden house instantly turned into dust when it couldn't bear it.

People who didn't know it were ravaged by the violent hurricane in an instant, and Yue Ling's body fell aimlessly on the broken ground like tattered catkins.

Ning walked up to Yueling step by step, Yueling spit out blood, and Meixi cried anxiously in the space.

Seeing Ning getting closer, Yue Ling took out her thunder sword, touched the point of the sword on the ground, and slowly stood up, her purple gauze skirt was dirty and messy, and there was still blood stains on her chest.

All the power of chaos in Yue Ling's body poured into the Thunder Sword non-stop, and all her consciousness was released at this moment, and she rushed straight towards Ning.

Yue Ling knew that her most powerful thing was her divine sense, and only her divine sense was already in the realm of celestial beings, but she had never displayed its true strength, and now she could only take a risk.

But she underestimated Ning's strength. Her powerful spiritual sense was useless in front of Ning, and she was easily blocked by Ning's barrier.

Ning stretched out her hand lightly, and held Yue Ling's power of consciousness in her hand. With a light grasp, Yue Ling fell to the ground in pain, the sea of ​​consciousness exploded, and blood gushed out of her mouth continuously , mouthful by mouthful.

Looking at her painful appearance, a trace of unbearableness flashed in his heart, but when he thought of what she had done just now, he felt that he had been insulted like never before, and the depression in his heart clung to his heart.

"Mmm..." Yue Ling bit her lips tightly, but painful moans kept coming out of her mouth.

But at this time, the crowd watching from a distance had already seen everything here. The big storm just now was not caused by the force of nature, but caused by the two people above the ruins.

Jun Qing, who was standing in the crowd, looked at Yue Ling's painful figure, and couldn't help but take a step forward, and hurriedly grabbed him next to him, "What are you going to do? Don't mess around!"

Junqing glanced down, she took her hand, Wuxia hurriedly let go of him, but said in a low voice: "That person is not easy to mess with at first glance, and I don't know what Yueling has with him. Disputes, we are really not suitable to go out, let's take a look."

Jun Qing's eyes followed Yue Ling bit by bit. At this time, she no longer screamed, but lay on the powder-covered ground like a dead body. Her messy hair reflected her pale face. The originally elegant and awe-inspiring purple dress was scattered with dark dirt, and Jun Qing knew that it was the blood that Yue Ling had just spit out, which had solidified on her dress.

Jun Qing thought how desolate she felt when a woman like Yue Ling, who was obsessed with cleanliness, would lie on the dirty ground in such a dilapidated state.

Jun Qing finally went out, walked slowly step by step in front of Yue Ling, and squatted down slowly, "Miss Yue?" Jun Qing called softly.

Yue Ling closed her eyes, opened them slowly, looked at Jun Qing in front of her, and suddenly thought of how she looked when she first saw him, as if she cared about herself in the same way, Yue Ling opened her mouth and spit out a few words. "Let's go, it's too dangerous here."

Jun Qing shook his head, "I'll help you up."

Junqing stretched out his hand, trying to help Yueling get up.

Yue Ling shook his head slowly, "No need, I can't die, you hurry up, take those people and get out of here quickly, or you won't be able to leave in a while, it's too worthless to leave your life here, let's go .”

"But, what do you do? Is that person very powerful?" Jun Qing asked softly.

Yue Ling smiled softly, like a blooming mandala in a holy fairyland, out of season, but coquettish and elegant.

Jun Qing stared blankly, Yue Ling held his arm, gently sent him away, and sent him away from this place of right and wrong.

Yue Ling raised his eyes to look at the silent Ning not far away, and in his surprised eyes, red light spread from his whole body.

A huge red heart slowly wrapped around her, and under the dignified gaze, it disappeared in place with Yue Ling.

The onlookers looked at this scene in amazement, unable to recover for a long time, what was that?
And Ning also came to her senses under the appearance of that red heart, Yueling can't die, she can't die yet, what happened to her, she almost killed her.

Yingyue Sword was still humming, Ning Yi stretched out her hand to hold it in her hand, looked into its eyes, the pain in her eyes flashed away.

(End of this chapter)