The woman still had a trace of luck, half-lowering her eyebrows with a sad expression, trying to arouse the conscience in Ning Yan's heart: "Mr. Lang..."
A man with a normal sexual orientation would feel sympathy for such a charming and weak woman, right?
However--
"Ning Yan, don't just watch, come and help me!"
"How am I going to do this? Do you want me to help push the drum?"
"?"
"Then...I, I will carry her thigh?"
"Ahhhhh! You die too! Male dogs! Breeding pigs! Dirty stinky maggots dominated by sperm!"
"Hiss, you little devil's words are really ugly..."
Seeing the two of them singing along as if no one else was around, she finally realized that bitches have no such thing as a conscience.
It's all pretending! He's pretending not to be able to push the boundary monument, he's pretending not to understand Wuji's real body, he's pretending to let her enter the mourning platform, he's even pretending to try to persuade her to fight just now, is there a single sentence out of this man's mouth?
truth?
"Wuji True Body!!!"
Shen Xiaoling's soft facial features instantly became ferocious and terrifying, and her speech also changed from the soft and soft tone before, but instead revealed a fierceness.
Ning Yan stopped the banter with Yan Yan. Seeing that the other party looked like he was going to eat him alive, he didn't feel anything at all. He even had the leisure to joke: "Why don't you call me Lang Jun now?"
Shen Xiaoling's eyes widened angrily, and there was a lot of hatred in her heart, but the situation was stronger than others, so she had to take a deep breath to calm down her emotions.
"Ah... Wuji True Body, you release me, and the grudge between you and me will be wiped out."
"Write it off?" Ning Yan rubbed her chin and looked her up and down, "I think you don't understand at all. What nonsense are you talking about?"
Shen Xiaoling snorted coldly, asking himself whether he had a hold on the opponent's destiny, and said in a leisurely manner: "Without me helping you sort out the entanglement of cause and effect, you can live for at least half a year. Don't tell me that you don't know what's wrong with you!"
"Bah, bah, bah, you bastard! You can't beat the curse, right? How could Ning Yan not live for more than half a year!" Yan Yan bared his little tiger teeth fiercely, and immediately tightened the chain in his hand as punishment.
As for the stupid things Shen Xiaoling said, of course she didn't believe it.
It is said that disasters last for thousands of years. A vile and despicable bad guy like Ning Yan will definitely live with her for a thousand years or ten thousand years.
Shen Xiaoling felt the anger coming from her neck, her face was unmoved, but the mocking meaning in her eyes was even stronger: "Tsk, tsk, it seems that your relationship is not that good~"
"Nonsense! He will tell me everything!" Yan Yan raised his chin proudly, like a arrogant little fighting cock: "Right, Ning Yan!"
But this time, her pride was not responded to.
Ning Yan fell silent.
"Ning Yan?"
Ning Yan put away the smile on her lips, reached forward with her five fingers to clasp the chain around Shen Xiaoling's neck, and straightly lifted her forward.
Their eyes met, so close.
Shen Xiaoling stared back without showing any signs of weakness: "What do you want?"
"If I let you go, are you willing to help me?"
"Nothing is so cheap! Only after you kill Old Dao Qingyang for me will I help you!"
"Master Qingyang? He is a third-level grandmaster, an old immortal who was famous in the world a hundred years ago. What should I kill him with?"
"Then give me your body and I will kill you myself."
"You..." Ning Yan felt a headache and rubbed the center of his brow when he saw that Shen Xiaoling was not getting enough food. "What is the deep hatred between you and Master Qingyang that must be killed?"
"Old Taoist Qingyang has extremely bright energy in his body. He must have secretly practiced "Huangting Danjing Zhixuanji"! If you dare to steal my secret biography of Shenxiao, I will kill not only Old Taoist Qingyang, but also the entire Longmen sect!!" God
Xiaoling's voice suddenly rose an octave, and she said sternly: "Since you have my Shenxiao Taoist body, you have some connection with my sect. I think you and I have a little bit of affection, so I just said this to you."
Talk too much. If you don’t want to help me, then get away and stay out of the way! Otherwise, I’ll kill you too!”
Ning Yan opened his mouth and was too embarrassed to tell her that he also learned this Taoism secretly. If there are still people in the world who have a romantic relationship with the Shenxiao Sect, the only ones left in the world are the demons from the Wusheng Sect.
However, this made him more and more curious as to how the top sect, which was famous thousands of years ago, could become such a bad person.
"Ning Yan!!"
A slightly trembling scream interrupted his thinking. Ning Yan's heart trembled. He didn't dare to approach the mouth of the pot, so he could only purse his lips and smile bitterly: "I will tell you about my situation later. You can help me control it first."
Is she okay?"
"I don't want it!"
"Yan Yan..."
"What kind of big thing is it? Does she have to be the one to help you? I can't help you!"
"I, I just don't want you to worry..."
The mouth of the pot is very small. Looking up from the pot, you can only see the sky the size of a copper coin, but not Ning Yan's face.
What kind of expression would he have now? Is he nervous? Nervous about having his little secret revealed on the spot?
Is it guilt? Guilt that I actually concealed something from Lord Yan Yan?
Or, do you not care...
Yan Yan still held the chain tightly, knowing that she could not relax for a moment. If she accidentally let the bad woman go, Ning Yan would be in danger. But as she thought about it, her little mouth felt deflated.
Sometimes a girl's thoughts are so awkward. She is so wronged that she almost sheds tears, but she still has to pretend not to care.
It seems that as long as you pretend not to care, your heart will really not hurt.
Shenxiao Lingle could see the internal quarrel between the two people and couldn't help but interject: "Good sister, let me go. How about I help you vent your anger?"
Yan Yan was feeling sad. When he heard that the instigator dared to start a fight, he sniffed and immediately returned to the state of a little fighting cock, "Stop talking nonsense! It's not your turn to intervene in my affairs with him! No one wants you, old man."
Witch!"
Shen Xiaoling was scolded for nothing, and her role as a confidant big sister was broken instantly before she could survive a second. She said angrily: "How dare you! Then don't live, everyone! I can spend a hundred years here with you!"
And what about you? How long can you last?!"
The two of them were having a passionate conversation across the Qianlong Pot, and Ning Yan couldn't get in any words at all.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! It can only be said that Shenxiao Ling is indeed the top spiritual treasure. He and Yan Yan fought at home and had attribute restraint, but they still couldn't win, and look at her
It's so lively and energetic that it probably consumes a hundred years of energy.
"You guys...oh, stop arguing, I understand."
Ning Yan suddenly let go of his hand and took a few steps back. He snapped his fingers on the spot and heard a snap. The white mist dispersed, the stars changed, and the surrounding scene suddenly changed.
Shen Xiaoling lowered her head and saw the familiar boundary monument, knowing that they had returned to the present world from the palace. Although the Qianlong Pot was also summoned out together, and the chain around her neck had not disappeared, she was already confused in her heart.
Dading.
She couldn't resist in the shrine before because the bronze pot took the lead in occupying the shrine. To use the saying of human monks, it was the dojo of the bronze pot.
But in this world, who is strong and who is weak, the offensive and defensive momentum will have to change!
"Mr. Lang, are you planning to let slave go?"
Ning Yan slowly let out a breath, and instead of answering in a hurry, he unbuttoned the Yanshi box behind him.
Bang.
The heavy wooden box fell to the ground, stirring up dust.
Next came the belt, wrist guards, and finally, even the military robe was taken off.
Although Shen Xiaoling didn't understand why Ning Yan suddenly started to take off her clothes, she secretly thought that it wouldn't take long for her to get away, but she was not afraid in her heart. She even teased: "Could it be that Mr. Lang wants to exchange sex for sex?"
?Gee, I just don’t know how much Mr. Lang’s capital is…”
Ning Yan folded the clothes he took off and put them on the wooden box, and then replied: "I don't have many clothes with me when I go to Longmen Mountain this time. I quite like this Yungui folding robe. If it gets damaged later,
It’s not easy to mend.”
"I have also considered the conditions you mentioned. Not to mention whether my meager skills can hurt Master Qingyang. To put it in perspective, even if I really have destiny and catch him going crazy while practicing kung fu,
It’s a perfect opportunity, but it’s still unclear whether you will accept it or not afterwards.”
"So I want to change the deal."
Shen Xiaoling admired his naked upper body and said with great interest: "Tell me about it."
Ning Yan moved his shoulders and said calmly: "Recently, I have learned a new martial skill, um... or should I say it is a magical power? Whatever. The senior who helped me learn this martial skill told me that with this move, I can reach the third level.
There are few rivals..."
"Then we will make this move an appointment."
"If you can't resist, I'll let you go. If you can't resist, how about you help me sort out the entanglement of cause and effect?"