Fatal Concubine

Chapter 71
Chapter 80
"Because it's fun." Zhu Yeling's casual words made Jiang Zhi want to hit the wall to commit suicide, fun?
Fart, no grievances and no enmity just for fun, against their Zongquan faction?Who would believe it!
"Your goal is the thousand-year-old sword. I can give it to you as long as you let me live." Facing the threat of death, he was afraid. He would rather offer the ancient sword with both hands than die.

"I want the ancient sword, but you still can't live." Zhu Yeling raised his eyebrows, "Because if you don't die, this ancient sword is not stolen."

Hematemesis, is it that perverted?Others don't want to offer it with both hands, do they have to grab it?

At this moment, Jiang Zhi didn't know what to use to express his broken heart...

Having said that, Chasing Yeling was no more procrastinating, with the wind in his hand condensing his breath, he struck out with a sword, and the long sword left his hand and stabbed straight at him.

With a pop, the sword pierced through his chest.

Jingongsi and Gong Nayue have lived together for six years, this is the first time they have seen Chaser Ling kill someone, it was so clean and easy, it surprised them.

The two looked at each other, this is just a small beginning... the smallest and most subtle killing...

"Little Linger."

"Ling'er." The two stepped forward.

Zhu Yeling turned his head to look at the concerned faces of the two, smiled faintly, and walked towards the ancient sword in Jiang Zhi's hand. The silver ancient sword seemed to be glistening amidst the enchanting blood.

Zhu Yeling stretched out his hand to hold the ancient sword in his hand, and the hilt suddenly emitted heat, as if it was about to burn her palm, Zhu Yeling was taken aback, this grip was like a hot potato, he wanted to throw it away, but he couldn't!

Zhuyeling let out a muffled snort, her palm was almost burned by this ancient sword, the steaming heat was burning her heart like a raging fire, the indescribable pain gradually made Zhuyeling's face overflow with sweat.

"Ling'er, throw it away quickly." Gong Nayue wanted to step forward to snatch the ancient sword from Zhu Yeling's hand, but unexpectedly, her stomach was bounced away by the heat from the sword, what's going on?

Zhu Yeling's face began to turn red, and the red blood almost dripped from her face.

Seeing that Jingongsi and Gong Nayue were very worried, they had no other choice but to wait.

"Damn it!" Jinguji looked at Chaser Ling with a tense spirit and cursed in a low voice, and now he actually does everything for you.

The hilt of the ancient sword also began to glow red, as if it was burning in a raging fire, but the subtle thing was that the hand of Zhuling was only burning hot, but it was not really burned by the ancient sword.

Seeing this strange scene, Chasing Wild Spirit felt strange. Suddenly, she felt a heat flow from the hilt of the sword directly into her body, and hot air flowed around her body.

It's not hot, but a warm current, like the warm wind in spring, which makes Chaser feel a burst of comfort.

At the moment, Zhuyeling is not resisting the ancient sword anymore, letting the air flow into her body. I have to say that Zhuyeling is very lucky. The airflow is like a powerful internal force, and it gradually begins to merge with her internal force.

This scene surprised and delighted Chaser Ling, the thousand-year-old sword was exuding endless internal energy, stronger than her body, and she didn't know what mood to use to speak at this moment.

Originally, her body was perverted enough, but now her body's internal strength is almost hundreds of years old.

The internal strength in her body is now comparable to that of a master, don't forget, she is a woman!
What is the concept of a woman having hundreds of years of internal strength?
That is definitely the birth of a myth!

At this time, the heat of the hilt of the sword slowly dropped, Zeng Ran, the ancient sword was swiped from Chaser Ling's hand, and soared into the air alone.

Gong Nayue and Jingongji were so surprised that they could hardly speak. What kind of sword is this?

It seems to have life, can it control itself freely?
Looking at the ancient sword in front of him, Zhu Yeling felt the mystery of this exercise. This ancient sword seemed to provide an extremely powerful internal force. The internal force it poured into his body did not interfere with his own internal force. On the contrary, it is a complete fusion, however, to generate a more powerful internal force.

Thinking of this, Chasing Wild Spirit couldn't stop being excited, the internal force in her body turned more rapidly, the blood in her whole body was fully opened, and she felt that the airflow of internal force in her dantian was being continuously compressed.

Suddenly, the ancient sword flipped in the sky, the speed was so fast that even Chasing the Wilderness didn't see it clearly, the hand was cut by the ancient sword, and the bright red blood fell on the thousand-year-old sword drop by drop, the blood dripped, and suddenly It was absorbed by the ancient sword.

Weird, so weird!
At this time, Zhuye Ling couldn't figure out what was going on, and could only wait for the next moment, one drop, two drops, the third brother... until the tenth drop of blood fell, the ancient sword once emitted a strong light, piercing three People can't open their eyes.

When the light faded away, the ancient sword floated in front of Chaser Ling, and the hilt rubbed against her face, as if... as if she was acting like a baby...

behave in a spoiled manner?

Chaser Ling took a weird look at the ancient sword that was acting like a baby with her, and a smile appeared on his cold face, this sword is really interesting.

Reaching out to hold the ancient sword in his hand, this time there is no burning light like before.

Seeing the series of events, Gong Nayue and Jingong Si opened their eyes wide in surprise, and stared closely at Chasing Ye Ling.

"No way, did the ancient sword recognize its owner?" Gong Nayue was surprised. The thousand-year-old sword had long been heard to be extremely spiritual, but he never expected... If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even if he was killed, he would not believe it.

"Recognize the master? My God, what kind of pervert is Xiao Ling'er, who even recognizes the master of the thousand-year-old sword!" Jingong Temple was amazed again and again.

He knew that Xiao Ling'er was popular, but he didn't expect it to be so popular. Even the thousand-year-old sword that everyone wanted was willing to follow her.

Chasing the wild spirit is also an uncontrollable excitement, Gu Jian seems to feel her mood at this time.

It suddenly turned red, flew up and down beside her, like a little girl jumping happily.

"Ling'er's internal strength is several times stronger than before." Gong Nayue said, the air current at this time was stronger than before.

After hearing this, Jingong Temple couldn't help but stare intently. Although she didn't want to admit it, Gong Nayue was indeed much more careful than herself.

Seeing this, he couldn't help widening his eyes, and was really irritated: "What kind of perverted sword is that? There is such a powerful internal force emanating from it? It's so perverted and unreasonable. If we continue to develop, the two of us are just a small shrimp in front of her, if we remain strong, what if Xiao Linger doesn't need us to follow?"

Gong Nayue was stunned by the words that Jingongji suddenly said, that's right!If you want to stand by her side, you have to keep getting stronger!

Only by becoming stronger can he stand behind her, where she can see when she turns around, but he believes that she will not leave them behind!Because she is cold-hearted.

To outsiders, she may feel that her heart is cold, but to them, her heart is not cold...

"Her current internal strength is scary..." Gong Nayue hadn't spoken yet, but Jingong Temple spoke again. Now that she observed carefully, Linger's internal strength was so strong that even Daxing could not find anyone to oppose her.

A thought flashed in his mind, and Zhu Yeling's figure flickered, and he had already stood in front of him one step at a time, waving the corner of his clothes casually.

The two of them stared at the standing Chaser Ling with puzzled faces.

A breeze blows and butterflies flutter.

I saw that the front chests of the two standing separately had finger-sized skirts flying away with the wind.

That is the most fatal point of the human body.

(End of this chapter)