Genius Demon Empress

A quarter of an hour earlier.

Just when Yue Jinghua got off the carriage and faced Minglang alone.

Damn Yue Jinghua, next time I meet him, I will cut him into pieces, Ji Yun and Qing Zizhu, who were depressed because they were ridiculed by Yue Jinghua, said on Linlan Street. Just coming out of the tavern, the two brothers were smelling of alcohol.

I was also tricked by that kid. A lot of business from the Yanyue Chamber of Commerce was taken away by that kid, Qing Zizhu said with envy and hatred.

However, they tried to plot against Yue Jinghua several times, but they failed to gain the upper hand.

Isn't that the Yue Mansion's carriage in front of you? The two of them were drunk, and only Yue Jinghua got out of the carriage alone.

After Yue Minzhi and the others drove away, Yue Jinghua acted suspiciously and turned into an alley.

The two looked at each other and said in unison: What a great opportunity, that boy is alone.

The two of them, accompanied by a group of guards, followed Yue Jinghua aggressively into the alleyway.

In the alleyway, Yue Jinghua and Ming Lang met in a narrow road.

Faced with Yue Jinghua's question, Minglang did not answer. He was as ruthless as the rumors said. In his eyes, there was nothing else but Yunlang's orders.

Yue Jinghua's heart is also full of twists and turns, head-on confrontation or outsmarting?

There is no doubt about Minglang's strength. If she uses real materials, it will be difficult for her to be his opponent.

But he couldn't rashly expose his status as a summoner, so Yue Jinghua was still hesitant.

His figure suddenly moved quickly, and Xuan Qi hit Xiang Yue Jinghua's head like a sharp whip.

Almost at the same time, a circle of light cyan light appeared under Yue Jinghua's feet, and he appeared in the narrow alley. His body was like a slippery fish, twisting and clinging to the wall, and nimbly dodged the famous wolf's attack.

Ming Lang missed with one blow, and seeing Yue Jinghua trying to escape against the wall, he turned his hands into palms, attacking more intensively and urgently, and the wind of his fists became dense and dense.

His offensive was very crazy. Yue Jinghua retreated while he advanced, like an invincible spear, sealing Yue Jinghua's retreat routes.

Forced by Ming Lang, Yue Jinghua had no way out.

She tapped her feet lightly, swung along the wall, and stabbed Minglang's eyes with the Lianyun sword in her hand.

If an ordinary person encounters a sharp object that dazzles him, he will definitely block it with his backhand. This is human nature. But when Minglang faced the menacing sword force, instead of retreating, he took a step further.

A wall of profound energy has been built beside him. The Great Sword of Lianyun penetrated into the wall of profound energy, and was firmly fixed like mud and stone entering the sea.

Seeing that the bright wolf was about to attack, Yue Jinghua turned around and somersaulted, sending the big sword towards the mysterious wall with his right hand, and pulled out the Xiaokong Sword on his foot with his left hand.

Using both swords together, Minglang's mysterious energy wall exploded immediately. The mysterious energy wall was very weird, and the cracked mysterious energy turned into hair-like profound energy, wrapping around Yue Jinghua's hands, feet, and neck.

Suddenly, a pair of iron arms stretched out from behind. Ming Lang stared coldly at Yue Jinghua, who was entangled in the mysterious energy, and locked Yue Jinghua's throat with a chokehold.

His fingers are like iron bars, able to pierce a person's throat in an instant.

Just when Ming Lang thought his mission was about to be completed, his hand froze, and a trace of surprise flashed in his fierce wolf-like eyes.

His indestructible fingers, which were comparable to holy weapons, were unable to break Yue Jinghua's throat. When he moved his hand a few inches, he felt that there was something slippery under his fingers, and there was no throat bone at all.

woman!

After discovering Yue Jinghua's true gender, Minglang didn't feel any sympathy for Yue Jinghua. In his eyes, there was no so-called gender distinction between people, and there was no distinction between high and low.

In Minglang's eyes, there are only two differences between people, the dead and the living.

He condensed another mysterious force on his fingertips, trying to penetrate Yue Jinghua's throat, but the mysterious energy could not penetrate Yue Jinghua's skin.

This woman's skin and bones are extremely tough, actually harder than the shell of the land snapping turtle, a famous high-defense black beast in the mainland.

Ming Lang heard that some children from aristocratic families have been taking elixirs and soaking them in spirit wood liquid since childhood to build an extremely powerful physique.

Don't think that I can't kill you like this, Ming Lang's words were like a cold blade, brushing against Yue Jinghua's cheek: My mystical power will make your internal organs explode and you will die.

After saying that, the tattoo-like sacred pattern on Minglang's body came to life, and the mysterious energy penetrated Yue Jinghua's nose and mouth like tentacles.

Oops, as Minglang's mysterious energy entered her body, she felt as if a random knife had been inserted into her body, running wildly.

While using the Nine Revolutions of Creation Kung Fu in his body to fend off enemies, Yue Jinghua examined the tattoos on Ming Lang's body.

Only those who have fought against Ming Lang will understand that Ming Lang's Xuan Gong is very special. His Xuan Gong is fundamentally different from that of the Xuan practitioners on the mainland.

When Ming Lang saw Yue Jinghua, his complexion turned green and red, and

Ahem, Minglang, who wants you to kill me? Yue Jinghua looked at the lines on Minglang's body.

A sudden thought occurred in his heart. Could it be that Minglang's unique mysterious skill was not something he was born with, but something he acquired.

There are only a handful of people on the mainland who can carve such intricate patterns.

Shenwen Shayan is a member of the Divine Cai Palace and will not enter the world easily.

And in the Ottawa Imperial Capital, someone who could be so skillful... I remembered Yunlang's fake smile as if he was wearing a mask when he was in the Colosseum.

It turned out to be him!

Yue Jinghua took a deep breath, The person who asked you to kill me is Yunlang.

Minglang's eyes flickered for a moment, neither denying nor admitting, he grunted, and his men did not relax at all.

At this moment, there was a burst of noisy footsteps coming from the entrance of the alleyway. Seeing the two people twisting together in the alleyway, who seemed to be intimate but also seemed strange, Ji Yun said in shock: You guys, what are you doing.

Minglang, it's Minglang, Qing Zizhu recognized Minglang at a glance.

Upon hearing Minglang's name, the nursing staff were all frightened and took a few steps back.

Minglang wants to kill Yue Jinghua?

Go away, I just want to kill one person tonight, Minglang frowned in displeasure.

It's you who should tell you to get lost! Ming Lang lost consciousness for a moment, Yue Jinghua seized the gap, and with a flick of his consciousness, he took out the Prajna Needle from the Sui Xin Yu Gourd.

I saw her turning over, her legs jumping high like a rabbit, light shining between her fingers, and the Prajna Needle in her hand piercing Minglang's body surface.

Although the Prajna Needle is as thin as a hair, it is extremely sharp. Yue Jinghua waved her fingers and danced the needle on Minglang's body as if painting.

Minglang felt a tingling sensation on his skin.

That kid is crazy. That's Minglang. He actually used the embroidery needle used by women to attack Minglang. Qing Zizhu and Ji Yun were dumbfounded, and their footsteps that were about to run away seemed to be stuck.

No, look at Ming Lang, Qing Zizhu held his breath.

I saw that Minglang's body surface was changing under the influence of those embroidery needles.

He, he is carving sacred patterns, Yue Jinghua, he is actually a tattoo master! Ji Yun and Qing Zizhu were speechless.