Perspective Medical King

"Sister Qiutong, don't we do it yet?"

There are two people standing on a tall pine tree on the top of the mountain.

Charlotte stares at the C-class killer nervously for fear that he will hurt Lin Wanru. However, the dog left behind has passed, so there should be no big problem.

"What's your hurry?"

Leng Qiutong glanced at him, "saving people also needs to pay attention to the timing. We need to do it when they are dying. Only in this way can we make them feel grateful to the maximum extent. You have forgotten all the things that the elder liquor taught before?"

"Don't forget... I'm worried about business trip."

Charlotte scratched her head.

Leng Qiutong glanced at him solemnly, "Xiao Luo, the task is the task, I advise you not to be emotional. You should be very clear that the word "friendship" is the most taboo of our killers. "

"You're funny, sister Qiutong. Who am I passionate about?" Charlotte chuckled and shook her head.

"There is no best."

Leng Qiutong put down her heart a little, and they looked at the woods behind the altar.

The C-class killer was hit by the leftover dog and exploded on the spot!

Fine steel long knife, broken into dozens of pieces.

The whole body is more like setting off firecrackers, crackling, 208 bones are all broken, flesh and blood are torn, the five viscera are displaced, and the brain and pulp are bursting out of the nostrils!

The killer flew more than 20 meters all the way out and fell directly down the cliff without any trace.

"It's not interesting."

The dog remnant son takes back the thick arm, looking back at Lin Jing full of amazement, suddenly become a little embarrassed, scratch head: "beautiful elder sister, are you ok?"

"You..."

Lin Jing looked at him dully, "who are you?"

"This one."

Dog remnant son again hard scratched head, he is to want to answer this beautiful elder sister's question, but autumn Tong elder sister seems not to let him say, good tangle.

"Don't scratch. If you scratch again, you will be bald."

At this time, two masked men in black came from a distance.

The one on the left went to pat off the dog's hand and looked at Lin Jing, "Miss Lin Jing, please don't panic. We are here to help you Lin family."

"No matter who you are, go to the altar and help grandfather and uncle. They can't hold on any longer!"

Although Lin Jing is at a loss about the current situation, she dare not think much about the critical situation.

And Charlotte uses Qi to control the contraction of muscles, bones and muscles, changes his body shape, and then lowers his voice. Lin Jing can't recognize him at all.

"Sister Jing!"

Lin Wanru comes to check Lin Jing's injury. Lin Yuanshan, elder Lin Han and other Lin family members gather together.

At this time, Charlotte several people have rushed to the altar, leaving only dog left to protect them.

"That man..."

Lin Wanru looks at Xia Luo from a distance. Liu Mei frowns. She always feels that the figure has an indescribable sense of familiarity

The top altar.

Lin Yangtian is entangled by two class B killers. Although he is an old inborn strongman in Donghai, his fists are hard to fight with four hands and he is suppressed miserably.

Lin Hu and Lin Tao are fighting with a class C killer.

Both killers are at the top of level C, comparable to the latter. Lin Tao is OK, but Lin Hu is miserable. He has been cut off several times, and his ears have been cut off. He is almost a bloody man.

"Is it true that I, Lin Hu, will die on the ancestral mountain of Lin family..."

Lin Hu is unwilling. He is in his prime of life and worth more than one billion yuan. Over the years, he has gradually gained a firm foothold in Tianhe City and met many famous families.

This time when he went home to worship his ancestors, he also met her confidant lenger. How could he die like this before he treated her well?

"I don't want to die! I don't want to die! "

Lin Hu's eyes were dyed scarlet. He swung his fist and roared at the killer in front of him.

"Don't struggle."

The killer smiles ferociously, easily avoids his fist, turns a knife, puff Chi! Lin Hu's blood splashed under his ribs.

"Ah..."

Lin Hu covered his right rib and knelt down in pain. Blood flowed out through his fingers, but he kept repeating a name: "lenger... Lenger... I don't want to die..."

"A dead man, so much nonsense!"

The killer's eyes coldly raised the butcher's knife, and he was about to cut off Lin Hu's head.

At a critical moment.

Whoosh——

A stone burst into the air and hit the face of the long knife. Its powerful power shook the killer away more than ten steps!

"Who is it?"

The killer takes a firm foothold. He is shocked to see that the one who blocks the sword is a woman in black.

She was dressed in ancient night clothes, which wrapped her hot and slender figure tightly.

Her face was covered with green gauze, her eyes were like frost, her eyebrows were not painted, and her hair was tied by a hair band. It moved gently with the wind.

The killer's eyes narrowed and looked at her hazy face, as if trying to remember something

"Lenger?"

Because Leng Qiutong didn't change her figure, Lin Hu recognized her at a glance.

"Lenger... Is that you?" Lin Hu thought that he had lost too much blood and had hallucinations. His cold son was so sick and worried. How could he save him?

Leng Qiutong said nothing.

Suddenly, the killer's body was shocked, and it seemed to think of something!

"You... You are a quicksand... Yue girl

A strange cry of terror came out of his mouth

The other three killers on the altar were stunned. They all looked over.

"That's right." Leng Qiutong's voice was as cold as an iceberg, and then slowly pulled out a purple soft sword wrapped around his waist: "the prize is to send you to see the Lord Yan."

"Go to kill Lin Yangtian!"

Several killers make a quick decision, turn the gun head and rush to Lin Yangtian in the bitter battle.

They knew that they were by no means the opponent of "Yue Nu Xia", so they gave priority to completing the task and then quickly evacuated.

"Want to go?"

Leng Qiutong throws the purple soft sword and infuses the real Qi, which is as hard as steel.

Eight unique skills, ghost step!

Shua!

Leng Qiutong turned into a vague phantom. The purple soft sword waved twice and quickly cut down the two human heads on the altar.

Putong. Putong.

Two dead bodies fell to the ground, blood gushing.

Lin Hu was a fool. He looked at the cold and proud figure standing on the altar with a sword. He couldn't get back to God for a long time.

"Poof

The purple soft sword is as fast as lightning and pierces a class B killer's chest. He stares at Leng Qiutong: "why... People in quicksand... Will... Appear here..."

The last B-class killer, forced into a cliff corner, glaring.

But he is not Leng Qiutong's opponent at all. Jiangnan Yue nvxia was one of the top killers in Liusha a few years ago. And he's just a baby.

Lin Yangtian, in the center of the altar, is almost a bloody man with many holes in his body. He can barely stand on the ground with a steel knife.

"Thank you very much."

Lin Yangtian's voice is weak.

"There's no need to thank you, master. It's all arranged by the ninth master." Leng Qiutong holds a purple soft sword with a cool voice.

Jiuye?

As soon as the light of Lin Yang's eyes stagnated, he fell into silence.

Over the years, if not for the support of quicksand, he did not know how many times he died.

Jiuye, I really take care of him!!

All of a sudden, only listen to the B-class killer issued a desperate roar: "ghost see sorrow adult! So far, don't you plan to do it? "

"What?"

Leng Qiutong heard the word "ghost sees sorrow", and her beautiful eyes quickly covered with a layer of haze.

"Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha!"

All of a sudden, a piercing laughter resounded on the top of Qingcheng Mountain.

Then, Lin Yangtian, Leng Qiutong, Xialuo and dozens of Lin's people outside the altar saw a dark and strange smoke circling in the sky and falling on the altar.

This is a man in black armor and white bone mask, coming out of the smoke, covered with bloody evil spirit

As soon as he appeared, the temperature of the whole altar on the top of the mountain seemed to have dropped by more than ten degrees, and the icy murderous atmosphere spread all around.

Lin Han, Lin Wanru, Lin Yuanshan, Lin Jing and others peeked in the thick grass under a big tree. They all shivered more than 30 meters away.

"The ghost sees sorrow..."

Cold autumn Tong a pair of Danfeng beautiful eyes squint, crape myrtle sword cut down, "in order to assassinate a East China Sea Lin's home owner, blood clothes building unexpectedly sent you all?"