Following Netherworld's actions, not only Nangong Bufan's expression changed drastically, but also Nangong Ling's expression, which was shrouded in Netherworld's weapon, also changed.
She looked at the cold light in front of her and almost had no time to react. She just saw the cold light getting closer and closer.
There was a look of despair in her eyes, was she going to die?
Bang!
Just when the knife in You Ming's hand was about to pierce her body, a burst of force came and knocked her away.
puff!
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of a blade entering the body.
"grass!"
Xiao Chen's curses, somewhat distorted, sounded at the scene.
Immediately, the knife in his hand, mixed with the last power of the 'powerful potion', was swung out fiercely.
Click!
There was a sound of bones breaking, and a huge head flew into the air.
"ah!"
As the head flew up, such a sound came from the open mouth.
You Ming's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, his face full of shock.
Especially when he saw the headless body below, his astonishment became even stronger. It looked a bit familiar, right?
This is...my own body?
Before he could finish his thoughts, his vision went dark, and then... he felt like his consciousness was gone.
The moment he lost consciousness, he heard a "bang" sound, as if something fell to the ground.
Xiao Chen looked at the head that fell to the ground and was stunned. Dead?
You know, he just made a knife subconsciously and didn't even think about cutting off You Ming's head!
But in his anger, Netherworld's reaction seemed to be half a beat too slow.
In other words, Youming didn't expect that Xiao Chen would rush up and swing out such a knife, and he didn't even have time to hide!
His death was a bit useless!
Gulu Gulu!
You Ming's head rolled on the ground a few times and was covered in blood.
Old Man Chen, who was chasing after him, stopped and looked at the head on the ground, dumbfounded.
Then, he looked at Xiao Chen again, is this okay?
Nangong Bufan in the distance breathed a sigh of relief, Ling'er was fine!
As for Netherworld's death, he was obviously a little confused!
"ah!"
Xiao Chen stagnated, a burst of severe pain erupted, and he screamed in pain.
There was a knife stuck in his stomach.
Although not fatal, it is quite serious.
This is what You Ming stabbed at Nangong Ling just now, but Xiao Chen blocked it.
Behind him was Nangong Ling, whose pretty face was pale and in shock.
Just now, she clearly sensed the breath of death!
However, at the moment when she was shrouded in death, she was knocked away!
Although she staggered back, a little embarrassed, but... the breath of death was gone!
She looked forward, and saw a figure that was not burly, but slender, standing where she had just been.
Then...the sound of a knife entering the body was heard.
Almost instantly, she realized that it was the person in front of her who saved her!
If it weren't for him, he would definitely die!
Immediately afterwards, a head flew up, looking at it, it was Netherworld who wanted to kill her!
Her eyes fell on the back figure in front of her again.
This back view is somewhat familiar.
Is it him?
The guy she hates?
That... guy who took advantage of her?
Did he save himself?
Before she could finish her thoughts, she saw Xiao Chen covering his abdomen and slowly falling backwards.
Without thinking, she threw away the long sword in her hand, stepped forward, and hugged Xiao Chen who fell backward!
"Um?"
Xiao Chen, who was ready to fall to the ground, suddenly felt that he had fallen into a tender place.
There is no pain, it is warm and very soft.
Xiao Chen was a little surprised, what happened?
He endured the pain and turned around to look, dumbfounded. Nangong Ling?
This girl... won't take the opportunity to retaliate against herself and give herself a sword, right?
Thinking of this, he would rather throw it to the ground: "What, you..."
"Stop talking!"
Nangong Ling interrupted Xiao Chen's words, her voice was far less cold than before, and her small white hands pressed on his wound, trying to help him stop the bleeding.
"Well..."
Being pressed by Nangong Ling like this, Xiao Chen's mouth twitched in pain, but he felt relieved. It seemed that he didn't want to give himself a sword!
Then, he looked at You Ming's head and felt a little proud. This knife was worth it for a life!
"Haha, I asked you to stab me... now you feel better!"
"You can still laugh?"
When Nangong Ling saw Xiao Chen still smiling, she glared at him, but thinking about the way he pushed her out and blocked her in front of her at the moment of life and death, her tone softened.
"You're lucky, don't laugh."
"Oh, stop laughing."
Xiao Chen nodded, he was really lucky!
If his knife hadn't hit Netherworld just now, he might have been the one who died!
Just one more stroke from Netherworld can disembowel him!
Don't look at killing Netherworld with this knife. It seems simple, but in fact it is dangerous!
This time, it was Lady Luck who was on his side.
But Xiao Chen thought about it, he had always had good luck, and he was very charming, and the goddess of luck was always on his side.
Feeling the warmth and softness behind him again, Xiao Chen's body relaxed and he collapsed in Nangong Ling's arms.
He moved his body and raised the corners of his mouth. He didn't realize that this little girl was quite promising!
Nangong Ling didn't know that Xiao Chen was injured and had so many crooked thoughts. She just thought that his posture was uncomfortable and she didn't expect that he would take advantage of it.
But old man Chen came in front of him, looked at Xiao Chen lying in Nangong Ling's arms, and twitched his lips, this kid... is really a lucky man!
"Boy, you can't die, can you?"
Old Chen looked at the wound on Xiao Chen's abdomen and asked.
"Well, you can't die, but...it's quite serious. I can't get up. The rest of the battle depends on you, Mr. Chen."
Xiao Chen shook his head and had no intention of getting up again. How comfortable it was to lie in the arms of this beautiful woman!
Moreover, with the deaths of Thors and Netherworld, the Dark Holy See has no chance to make a comeback!
If this can bring about a comeback for the Dark Holy See, then how can the Dragon King’s people have the face to commit suicide one by one!
"snort!"
When Old Chen saw Xiao Chen acting like this, he knew there was nothing wrong with him and looked at Nangong Ling.
"Ling'er, how are you? Are you injured?"
"I'm fine."
Nangong Ling shook her head.
"Well, that's good, you take care of this kid."
After Old Man Chen finished speaking, he looked around and then went straight to the charming woman.
"This old gangster..."
Xiao Chen looked at Old Man Chen's movements, curled his lips and said something.
"What did you say?"
Nangong Ling asked without hearing clearly.
"Ah, it's nothing. I said, Mr. Chen's sword is still young, his heroic appearance is still as strong as before!"
Xiao Chen shook his head and said.
"Oh, can you sit up?"
Nangong Ling asked.
"No, no, I'm totally weak now and can't sit up."
Xiao Chen shook his head, joke, can you get up now?
"Well, is this comfortable?"
Nangong Ling asked again.
"Shu...well, it's okay."
Xiao Chen was about to say it was comfortable, but suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly changed his words.
"Um."
Nangong Ling nodded and said nothing more.
Xiao Chen half-leaned into Nangong Ling's arms, but he didn't focus entirely on enjoyment. After briefly stopping the bleeding, he looked at the battlefield.
He had to keep an eye on it, what if someone really ran away?
If one of them runs away, that’s *annoying!
However, the situation at the scene was not bad. Except for a few evil ghosts, everyone else had been killed.
Under Nangong Bufan's suppression, the evil ghost was also injured and staggered back.
On the other side, under the joint attack of two old gangsters, no, old men, the charming woman was stained with blood and struggling to hold on.
The old man's mace flew up and down continuously, obviously he just wanted the charming woman to try to eat him.
"The overall situation has been decided!"
Xiao Chen let out a sigh of relief after scanning the entire audience.
"Why?"
Suddenly, Nangong Ling behind him spoke.
"ah?"
Xiao Chen was startled and turned to look at Nangong Ling, not understanding what her sudden words meant.
"Why save me."
Nangong Ling asked again.
"Well... there's no reason for that. I saved you when I saw you were in danger! You are Mr. Nangong's apprentice, and you came here for my business. How could I let you get hurt, right?"
If it were another beautiful woman, Xiao Chen might have just teased her with a few words, like a hero saving the beauty or something like that.
But he really didn't dare to tease this girl, for fear that when he finished teasing her, she would draw her sword and hit him.
In that case, it wouldn't be fun.
Moreover, in his opinion, there is no reason.
Just now, if it had been Bai Ye, a fat guy, he would have rushed up to her without hesitation, and it wasn't because Nangong Ling was a beauty or anything.
Of course, you can't say this. If you say this, not only do you have no emotional intelligence, but you may also have problems with your IQ!
"oh."
Nangong Ling nodded, her face expressionless, unable to tell her true inner thoughts.
Xiao Chen looked at Nangong Ling and thought to himself, at least he saved her once. The matter of touching her breasts should be over, right? She won't cause trouble for her again, right?
Just when Xiao Chen was thinking about it, a shrill scream came out.
Xiao Chen turned around and saw a thick mace hitting the charming woman's chest hard.
Just by looking at it, Xiao Chen's face trembled. Damn it, that old man was so ruthless and showed no mercy at all?
This time... I guess that thing will explode!
Bang!
The charming woman flew out and hit the ground hard, vomiting blood and unable to get up.
Her chest was covered in blood and flesh, and even her sternum was broken.
"It's true."
Xiao Chen looked at the charming woman and came to this conclusion.
"What's true?"
Nangong Ling asked.
"Ah, it's nothing. I said they are really powerful."
Xiao Chen shook his head. Of course he would not tell Nangong Ling that what he said was true. He was referring to a woman's breasts and there was no silicone.
"My stick is quite powerful, isn't it?"
The old man was holding a mace and looking down at the charming woman.
"Ahem... old... husband..."
The charming woman cursed weakly in blunt Chinese, then tilted her head and lost her voice.
"snort."
The old man snorted coldly, held up the mace, and turned to look elsewhere, looking for the next enemy.
At the scene, except for the evil ghosts, there was no one left standing in the Dark Holy See!
