Douluo: Don’t be a licker

Ah!

Lan Ling's expression suddenly turned cold.

Want to kill me and the young master?

Really brazen?

Eight dead men in black leaped forward to fight with swords coated with poison, their eyes flashed with a cruel and bloodthirsty light, as if they were hungry beasts hiding in the darkness and suddenly discovered the prey they had been waiting for for a long time.

Finally bared his fangs.

"Run!"

Zhu Zhuqing, who was slapped away, raised his head, happened to see this scene, and gave a kind reminder.

But they saw that the two of them had no intention of talking to her at all.

Since you don't run away and die here, you can't blame me.

I didn't mean to bother you either.

She got up and no longer paid attention to the changes in the situation. Instead, she randomly chose a direction and started running quickly.

This is a strong girl!

But after running a few steps away, she suddenly heard an explosion behind her, which made her heart tremble.

I don't know why, but I feel a little pity for these two strangers.

Using his toes on a tree branch, he soared into the sky, spinning in the air for a moment, and glanced at the situation behind him.

"This, how is this possible!"

The girl in red simply slapped her palm forward, and the eight dead men in black instantly exploded into blood mist that filled the sky, leaving no intact corpses.

Those white and tender hands, with a hint of pink, were simply shot into the air, but there was no slight fluctuation in soul power, but...

Bang!

Her foot slipped, and she fell from the top of the tree and fell to the ground.

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in her foot, and she concluded that it must be a sprain.

He didn't care about these, but hurriedly looked at the field.

At this moment, the veil on my sister's face had fallen off, her face turned pale, and she began to back away step by step.

This man and one woman, judging by their age, should be not much older than us, this strength...

Unfathomable!

With the method just now, I'm afraid Contra can't easily do it, right?

And judging by her expression, she is so casual, the power of a casual blow is so terrifying, then her realm...

"Girls, don't be so bloody all the time, be gentle." The white-haired boy said suddenly, then waved his hand, and the blood mist disappeared in an instant.

Lan Ling suddenly lowered her head, but with stubbornness on her face, she said in a weak voice: "If they want to kill the young master, they must die!"

Song Wuxin suddenly reached out and rubbed her hair without saying anything.

Then, he glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, who had fallen to the ground not far away, and then looked at the hot girl, Zhu Zhuyun, who was only five steps away from him.

Zhu Zhuqing's sister, who is seven years older than Zhu Qing, has always opposed Zhu Zhuqing's joining Shrek Academy with Dai Mubai and is deeply in love with Davis. For him, anything can be done. In chapter 130 of the comic, for Davis, he tried to take the banned drug Toitianwan.

Martial Spirit: Nether Civet

Level: Level 47 Battle Soul Sect

Soul ring: yellow, yellow, purple, purple

Seeing this strange white-haired boy slowly approaching him step by step, Zhu Zhuyun subconsciously kept stepping back.

The strength of this white-haired boy is unfathomable. Obviously, if he provokes the opponent at this time, it will end badly.

Suddenly, my lips feel dry.

Trying to swallow, he said, "Just now...it was just a misunderstanding, I'm leaving now."

"Misunderstanding?" A flying knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and the knife was condensed with soul power, showing the color of blood.

Looking at the flying knife, her heart trembled. Is this doomed?

I’m so unwilling!

"I hate people insulting my intelligence the most in my life, so...

Next I ask, you answer.

Of course, you can choose to lie, but don't let me have the idea that you are lying, otherwise, I will give you this throwing knife. "

"What do you want to ask? As long as I know, I will answer you truthfully, but I have one condition. After answering your question, promise to spare my life."

In the pupil, under the sunlight, the flying knife suddenly flashed a bloody light, which made her subconsciously close her eyes.

A voice came from my ear, "Are you negotiating terms with me?"

That cold-blooded, unwavering tone made what she was about to say suddenly seem to be stuck in her throat. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

Opening her eyes again, the white-haired boy was already standing beside her.

The Blood Fiend Throwing Knife lightly slashed across her cheeks, and the biting chill made her calm down even more. She suppressed the fear and impulse in her heart, and tried her best to slowly find that glimmer of life on the verge of death.

On the one hand, seeing that the situation was not right, Zhu Zhuqing got up and was about to run away, but the girl in red suddenly appeared in front of her at some point, looking at her calmly.

"Young master didn't say you can leave, if you take another step, you will die!"

Zhu Zhuqing took a serious look at Lan Ling, and confirmed that this woman was not joking, but that she could do what she said, and she was ruthless.

So he simply sat down on the ground, leaning against a South China tree, and slowly closed his eyes to rest for a while.

After chasing and fleeing, she has not rested for a day and a night.

Since there is no way to escape now, it is better to take a good rest and face the unknown that is about to happen.

Seeing the girl quickly close her eyes to rest, calm and calm, Lan Ling felt a sense of appreciation in her heart.

I have to say that this sword spirit is really caring and loyal enough.

There is enough tacit understanding with Song Wuxin, some things and some words don't need to be said at all, she will take care of everything.

"How many dead soldiers are there in your Zhu family, and what is their strength?"

How did she know that my surname is Zhu? Has my identity been exposed? "My surname is Dai, not Zhu. You must have misunderstood the person. Ah!!! You!!!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the bloody dagger had already been inserted into her shoulder.

Over there, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly opened his eyes and looked at this side in disbelief.

The development of things was somewhat beyond her expectation.

I originally thought that this white-haired boy just fell in love with his sister's hot figure, and he was so happy that he wanted to rob him...

"Devil, you are a devil! Cold-blooded devil!" She roared after the pain subsided a bit.

A bloody flying knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and he put the flying knife against her other shoulder, "One nonsense, one lie, use a flying knife to answer my question."

His voice could not hear emotions, it was as calm as water, but when it came to the ears, it made people chill.

He can recognize me at a glance, and now he inquires about the strength of our Zhu family. Could it be that he is a certain enemy of the Zhu family, a strong enemy? "I don't know the exact number. Only each patriarch has the right to know the exact number."

"Very good! The second question, how many titled Douluo are there among these dead men?"

"No, I don't know. Ah!!!"

Another knife was inserted into the other shoulder.

In his hand, another blood-fiend throwing knife appeared, this time, it touched the soft mass on the left side of his chest, "It was windy just now, I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again."