Under the invasion of cold air, Jiang Yunxue's body finally couldn't support it.
The weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
Looking at the handsome Wang Lin who made a move towards him, a flash of despair flashed in his eyes.
Now she can't resist at all.
Looking at Wang Lin's hands getting closer and closer, he felt the heat emanating from those hands. Under the erosion of the cold, the rising desire in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
In her body, two completely different air currents, one hot and one cold, intertwined and collided.
The pain from the inside out, as if her body was being torn apart, made her body tremble constantly.
"Hey……"
Looking at the woman in front of him, who was cowering like a frightened quail, Wang Lin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
He likes women like this the most, they are so pitiful and pitiful. I am free and pitiful, which is the most lovable.
From the first time he saw Jiang Yunxue, he had already imagined countless scenarios in his mind, similar to the scene in front of him. This woman was destined to become his prey.
As long as he wants, there is no woman he can't touch.
Gradually, his heart has become twisted and he has become a pervert who dares to be angry but dare not speak out.
It's just that this time, he never expected that it would be such a coincidence.
Before he even started to figure out how to get his hands on this beauty, she was sent to her door by a strange combination of circumstances.
"Although the status of the martial arts family is low, as a plaything, it is enough..."
"Good boy, don't be afraid. I'm here. I'm here. Baby, be good, don't be afraid. I will treat you well. Everything will pass. I will always be with you..."
Wang Lin's handsome face was full of pity.
But the excitement and madness in his eyes were revealed without any concealment at this moment, and his fair and slender hands were trembling, as if what he was about to touch was not a person, but a peerless treasure.
He likes this kind of script the most, in which a beauty is in danger and a hero rescues her, as if they meet once in a lifetime after hundreds of years of reincarnation.
This feeling is wonderful and he enjoys it very much!
In fact, this is exactly the case, as long as the women he regards as prey, no one can escape from his grasp.
Whenever he looked at those fairies that seemed to have descended from the mortal world, walking in front of him, he would already rehearse hundreds of encounter scenes in his mind.
Even when I go to bed at night, I have to fantasize about what will happen to a certain woman I saw today, so that I can fall asleep.
Wang Lin's hands began to touch those thin shoulders.
He must take good care of the woman in front of him.
Treating her like a treasure, holding her in his hands, holding her in his mouth, and melting her in his heart, that feeling would be so wonderful. At this moment, the blood all over his body began to boil.
"Bang!"
At this moment, suddenly, a sonic boom sounded high in the sky, and a cold light suddenly appeared in front of me.
A cloud of blood mist exploded in the air, and a pair of hands were chopped off.
"ah!"
The sudden severe pain instantly eroded the nerves in Wang Lin's body.
The severe pain made the desire in his eyes recede. Looking at his arms with blood spurting out in front of him, Wang Lin's face suddenly distorted, and his horrified screams suddenly echoed in the snow-mist bamboo forest.
"Pfft!"
Several more "puff" sounds were heard.
A cold light suddenly appeared, and Wang Lin's arms were completely broken off, and his legs were also separated, followed by his ears, eyes, tongue, teeth, and finally his lower body.
A brand new human stick stood on the snow, and the blood quickly soaked the snow.
He groaned in pain.
A cloud of black mist emerged, and Jiang Cheng's figure emerged, without even looking at Wang Lin who was chopped into a human stick.
He came directly to Jiang Yunxue and looked at Jiang Yunxue, whose eyes were blurred and struggling in the snow, and anger arose in his heart.
"Martial arts sect, good, very good, very good!"
Jiang Cheng almost gritted his teeth and said these words.
Especially when he saw the simple wooden bracelet on Jiang Yunxue's right wrist, his heart was stung fiercely, and the suppressed murderous intention in his heart spewed out like a volcano.
He recognized the wooden bracelet, it was originally his mother's relic that he carried on his hand.
On the day of the wedding, he put it on her in person in front of everyone in the Jiang family. He originally thought it was a superficial marriage that everyone knew well, but unexpectedly, this simple woman remembered it in his heart.
She seems to have decided that she is her wife and that she is her husband.
Thinking of Ying Sha's words that Jiang Yunxue came several times when he was no longer there and left behind a lot of cultivation resources, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a complicated feeling in his heart.
Although this woman doesn't know how to get in touch with herself, she knows how to treat herself well and gives herself the most precious cultivation resource she has always regarded.
At this moment, Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that it was irresponsible for him to leave him alone.
Seeing the woman in front of him who was in agony, stubbornly fighting against her body with only a will, Jiang Cheng suppressed the anger in his heart, stretched out his hand and flashed a black light, making her fall into a drowsy state.
"Shadowbrake!"
He leaned over and picked up Jiang Yunxue's soft body, Jiang Cheng said in a deep voice.
"Owner!"
As if he had anticipated something, there was a faint bloodthirsty murderous intention in Yingsha's voice.
"Gather an army, crush the Liewu Palace, and kill all its members!"
"yes!"
After the words fell, Jiang Cheng's body was wrapped in black mist and disappeared on the spot, leaving only Wang Lin, who was still alive, roaring hoarsely in the snow.
In the snowy bamboo forest, shortly after Jiang Cheng left, several sounds broke through the air.
As the tyrannical aura surged, several figures with strong auras and powerful auras fell on the snow in the snow-fog bamboo forest.
The old man in charge is none other than Vice Dean Cangfeng!
There were men and women in this group of people. When he saw the broken limbs on the ground and Wang Lin who was chopped into human sticks, even Cang Feng couldn't help but frown deeply.
"Vice Dean, I'm sorry..."
"He is from Liewu Palace, and judging from the clothes on his body, this person's identity seems to be not simple. He may be an important figure in Liewu Palace..."
One of them, a two-meter-tall man with a beard, touched his chin and said in a contemplative voice.
"He is the adopted son of the Lord of the Liewu Palace, Wang Lin. He is a genius who has reached the early stage of the third level of cultivation. There were no traces of a fight at the scene. Obviously, when the other party attacked, he had no power to resist!"
The person who spoke was a woman in green clothes holding an ancient book in her hand. If Jiang Cheng had not left, he would have recognized this woman as the instructor responsible for teaching them sword theory.
"The evil aura remaining in the air is unmistakable. It is the target we are chasing..."
After the woman in green clothes finished speaking, she walked up to Wang Lin who had been chopped into a human being. She closed the ancient book and stretched out a hand to touch Wang Lin's wound. A small blade the size of a thumb appeared.
The shape of the sword light changes constantly, and finally it freezes, and a strange-shaped sword appears.
It is the unified sword of the fallen angel army!
"Such a sword is not Dayue or Nanling. I have never seen it before..."
The woman in green waved her hand to disperse the glare of the sword, stood up and said.
"The adopted son of the Lord of Liewu Palace died in the Snow Mist Bamboo Forest. Vice Dean, please report it. This matter must be known to the Dean and the elders."
"The matter is too involved..."
Another man in white clothes holding a folding fan spoke to the warehouse.
"I understand, Leng Wei, Qing Yi, you are responsible for thoroughly investigating this matter. Anyone who appears in the Snow Mist Bamboo Forest in the past few days must be carefully investigated."
“Don’t miss any detail!”
"yes!"
"Wait a minute, there are two long swords here, one is intact, the other has a broken blade..."
At this time, another muscular but short middle-aged man suddenly made a sound, then waved his hand, and two weapons floated in the air.