Saiyan's Journey To Another World

In the dead of night.

The movement in the house gradually subsided, and the maid looked at Ling Jian affectionately, without any words to describe the general's strength.

"General, you are so fierce."

"Go to bed, it's getting late."

Ling Jian covered her with a quilt, like a warm man, who touched the maid so much.

Not long after, Zhou Nu fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing her falling asleep, Ling Jian's eyes flashed a strange light, and his nails cut a hole in her neck.

Blood poured into his mouth from the void like a thin and long ribbon, but the maid didn't know it.

Ling Jian closed his eyes, enjoying the beauty of blood, with a happy and satisfied expression on his face.

Is there anything more wonderful in this world than sucking blood?

Just when Ling Jian was completely immersed in the pleasure brought by blood-sucking, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air and settled on him.

Ling Jian's magic power was blocked in an instant, he was shocked and wanted to make a move.

However, a majestic coercion firmly exerted on him, and the deep killing intent revealed in it made him terrified.

The great general who was on the battlefield immediately rolled off the bed in fright, unable to get up again.

The maid on the bed stretched and changed her sleeping position, but she still didn't notice anything unusual.

Between her and Ling Jian, there is a faint light flickering, it is a barrier!

09 In just an instant, Leng Qing set up an isolation barrier, blocked Ling Jian's blood-sucking, and suppressed him.

Vegito nodded secretly, this business is very skilled.

"Say, what's your relationship with the blood race?"

The cold voice reached Ling Jian's ears, making his pupils shrink.

How did these two people know about the Blood Race? Could it be that the matter has already been revealed!?

The cold blade rested on his neck, and the murderous aura was transmitted to Ling Jian as if it had condensed into substance.

Ling Jian's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he remained silent for a long time.

Does he dare to admit that he has a relationship with the blood race? He dare not!

Once the collusion with the blood race from other regions is recognized, there will be no room for them in the whole world.

Or in other words, as long as he dared to admit it, he would not even have the chance to escape from Pingguo alive, and this woman's sense of pressure was overwhelming his psychological defense.

Just a face-to-face meeting suppressed him, a strong man in the first layer of the life-death realm.

"The same thing, I won't ask it a second time."

There was already a bloodstain on Ling Jian's neck, which was deepened by the cutting of the round moon scimitar.

"Did you make a mistake, blood race? This general has never heard of it. I am a pervert. I simply like to suck other people's blood. Is there something wrong with that?"

Ling Jian pretended to be stupid and pretended to be stunned, trying to change the subject and get away with it.

In this world, not only vampires can suck blood, some perverted people can also suck other people's blood!

As long as he voluntarily admits that he is a pervert, then the blood race still has a hammer relationship with him?

Everyone in Vegito was shocked, this man's face is higher than his realm!

Wonderful, wonderful! This brain circuit is simply amazing!

It's a pity that what you met was a real emotional killer.

Sure enough, the deserted man didn't say much harsh words, and without hesitation, he cut off Ling Jian's head violently in the next second.

Sophistry? Sophistry with the knife in her hand.

A bloody head rolled on the ground like a ball, Ling Jian's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect Leng Qing to strike so decisively.

"you......!"

Ling Jian wanted to open his mouth and asked me what I did, you want to make things difficult for me like this!

But the next sentence of Leng Qing made him feel as if his head was about to explode, and a sense of shame and resentment was written on his face.

"Hang his head in the market tomorrow, seal it up and throw it in the cesspit, chop up his body and feed it to the dogs..."

He said calmly and self-consciously, as if he was making a list for himself, and the content on the list was how to humiliate him, the great general of Pingguo, to the greatest extent.

"You woman is really cruel and merciless!" Ling Jian said with his eyes tearing open.

Compared with death, the most unacceptable thing was the endless humiliation, and from what this woman said, it seemed that she didn't intend to let him die so easily.

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

There was no expression of anger on Leng Qing's face. For a killer, being cruel and merciless was indeed the best compliment.

After finishing speaking, Leng Qing took a sack from nowhere, picked up Ling Jian's bloody head, and pretended to put it into the bag.

Ling Jian's heart skipped a beat, wouldn't this woman really want to put his head in the market for people to watch!?

"Wait! Maybe we can talk again, don't be impulsive!"

"I have nothing to say with the pervert." He said in a cold and indifferent tone.

"I'm not a pervert! I...I'm pretending, don't hang me in the market! I have a relationship with the blood race!!"

Ling Jian was in a hurry, he was really in a hurry!

Think of him as an imposing general, and a strong man in the realm of life and death, who is supported and praised by countless people in Pingguo.

If the head is hung in the market to watch [then where else can this face be placed?

For a person of his level, dignity can be equated with life.

Vegito, the cold eyes of the two are slightly condensed. If this person has a relationship with the blood clan, it means that the center of power in Pingguo may have fallen.

"Tell me everything about your Pingguo and Blood Race, if there are any omissions..."

The next words were left silent, Ling Jian naturally knew that this woman was warning him not to play tricks, otherwise he would definitely throw his head into the cesspit.

After Ling Jian's overview, Vegito and Leng Qing finally understood the reason for the abnormal population of Pingguo.

The source of everything originated from the inexplicable appearance of the great national teacher in Pingguo. As soon as he appeared, he became the closest person to the king, and his status instantly surpassed him, the great general.

I don't know what the great master did to the king. In just a few years, the king seemed to have changed. He was brutal and bloodthirsty, sucking the blood of the people around him.

Every time Ling Jian saw hundreds of mummified corpses in the king's palace, they were all monks from the Ping Kingdom, ranging from the mortal realm to the mysterious realm.

Ling Jian saw it, but kept silent, because Wang Zhuo was the king of Pingguo, and he was the biggest in the world!

Even, Ling Jian took the initiative to block the news of the palace to prevent the news of the king sucking blood, in order to protect the reputation of the Zeno room.

It wasn't until the king started attacking the 713 soldiers in the Pingguo army that Ling Jian realized the seriousness of the problem.

This is digging the roots of Pingguo!

If all the monks in the Ping Kingdom die one day, how weak the country's power will be. In a place like Luanzhou, it may become a favorite in the eyes of others.

He hurriedly broke into the palace, wanting to question the king why he did this, but he saw that in the palace, apart from the king and the national teacher, all the generals of the Ping Kingdom had gathered there

Their eyes swept over themselves, and there was an inexplicable meaning in their eyes, as if they saw a fresh prey.

When Ling Jian walked out of the palace, he was devastated, he was no longer himself.

Seeing others passing by him, Ling Jian felt restless, like a person who was dying of thirst suddenly saw an oasis in the desert.

That desire, the urge to pounce on him, made Ling Jian tortured every moment.

It wasn't until he had sex with his wife that he finally couldn't hold back the restlessness. He broke the precept and became a member of the blood clan, not a pure human race anymore.

The unbelievable gaze of his wife before she turned into a mummified corpse made Ling Jian extremely regretful, he tried to control himself, stretching his thirst for blood made him unable to extricate himself.

Finally, the great general lay flat, and he swung.

Instead of suffering yourself, it is better to enjoy yourself in time.

He indulged himself, had sex day and night, and every woman he had a relationship with turned into a mummy.

His beating heart was gradually numb...

ps: There was an accident, and a chapter was sealed, and it will be fine in a few days.