Ji Yue stood evilly, not afraid of the crazy attack of the Spirit Child.
But he saw him suddenly shuttle forward, as if he was going to fight against the spirit boy.
The afterimage flashed like a gust of wind, Ji Yue grabbed Ling Tong's neck, lifted Ling Tong up again, and smashed it hard to the ground.
The spirit boy fell to the ground and a deep pit appeared under him.
He looked at the man who was approaching Shura step by step and couldn't help swallowing.
He let his energy exert his energy, as if he was vulnerable to this man.
A man's strength is beyond the imagination of a spiritual child.
Ji Yue walked to Lingtong and stepped on Lingtong's lower abdomen. The cold and cold voice seemed to come from hell, "Which hand?"
The spirit boy glared at Ji Yue.
The sound of nightmare gloating sounded, "Boss Ji did a pretty job, it was the right hand of this little bastard."
Only Qingge and Ji Yue could hear the sound of nightmare.
Ji Yue suddenly stretched out his hand, and the Mingwang sword inserted under the sea loosened, pulled it out of the hard sea soil, flew past, and finally landed in Ji Yue's hand.
Ji Yue lowered her eyes and looked at Ling Tong with strange eyes coldly.
Ling Tong swallowed a big saliva. This man wanted to kill him!
Ling Tong frowned, turned his head and looked at Qingge sitting on the reef not far away. Qingge looked here with expressionless expression from beginning to end.
Ling Tong can naturally see the ambiguous relationship between Ji Yue and Qingge—
Ji Yue held the Ming King's sword, raised her hand high, and waved it downwards.
He is worthy of being the most beautiful and beautiful king of the demon realm, and even the posture of killing people is so elegant.
The Mingwang sword tore open the sea water and waved it on the wrist of Ling Tong's right hand. Blood squirted out, rendering the sea water into a bloody color.
The spiritual boy's pupils suddenly tightened. He opened his mouth wide, and his tender and painful roar like a wild beast pushed away the accumulated sea water.
His right hand was cut off by Ji Yue!
Ji Yue threw the Ming King's Sword behind him. The Ming King's Sword hit the circle and then inserted it straight into the ground.
Ji Yue took her feet away from the spirit boy, looked down at the pale-faced spirit boy indifferently, and said, "Don't touch other people's girls, otherwise they will die."
At this point, Lingtong suddenly realized why Ji Yue wanted to cut off his hand.
Apart from his attack on Ye Qingge, the biggest reason was that he touched his girl's butt!
The spirit boy stood up with a grin, and blood was still flowing from the wound of the wrist that had broken his hand.
The man in front of him is too cruel and too bloodthirsty.
Ling Tong stepped on his broken hand with one foot, but saw that the bloody hand rubbed against his feet and turned into powder.
"Are you her man?" Ling Tong bluntly towards Qingge.
Qingge stood up from the rocks, pulled out the Mingwang sword, and walked towards this side with the Mingwang sword.
"Go back." Qingge's head was a little drowsy, and she said to Ji Yue.
Ji Yue hugged Qingge into her arms and nodded.
He turned his eyes and looked at Lingtong, his murderous aura was revealed, and a powerful pressure approached Lingtong. Lingtong's legs were bent and he knelt on the ground, shocked.
This man discovered his intention.
He still didn't give up and wanted to attack Qingge.
Ji Yue hugged Qingge's shoulders and exerted force on her toes. The two of them were as light as swallows, and they rushed to the sea.
The spirit boy knelt at the bottom of the sea, raised his head, stared at the two people who were gradually moving away, suddenly smiled cruelly, and shouted loudly: "Ye Qingge, I have been at the bottom of the sea for so many years, and I am the center of the tsunami, killing me,
It can trigger a tsunami of fall.”
After saying that, he smiled cruelly.
Lingtong stood up staggeringly and walked to the side. When he reached a edge, he seemed to have been shocked by electric shock. The bone marrow in his body flashed with purple light. He staggered back and fell
On the ground.
He had a ferocious face and shouted shrillly, "Wuyu, bitch, you bitch, I want you to die well and never be reborn."
At this time, Qingge, who was gradually heading towards the sea, heard Ling Tong's words and raised his eyebrows.
Is the center of the fallen tsunami the spiritual child?
Why did he say this to her?
It seems that at this moment he also believed what Qingge said before, thinking that she was standing on the opposite side of Wuwei.
Qingge remembered what the Shingao Demon said, would we destroy Jialan together?
Destroy Kalan?
Killing the spirit boy will trigger a tsunami, and Jialan will be wiped out. Even with An Suyou, the four-sword spirit master, there will be no power to turn the world back.
Of course, the words of the Spirit Child should not be believed.
Just a speculation-
Qingge frowned, her head was a little hot and drowsy, her delicate body hung softly on Ji Yue's body, and Ji Yue's voice seemed to sound in his ears. He kept calling her name, extremely anxious.
It seems like he has lost his soul.
Crazy-
The two rushed out of the sea. At this time, Qingge's consciousness was a little distracted, his head was hot, his body was extremely hot, and his throat was even more painful, as if he was filled with fire.
Ji Yue picked up Qingge, stepped on the water without any trace, and got on the cruise ship.
Cheers sounded on the cruise ship.
"What's wrong with Qingge?" Bi Xishuang walked forward and looked at Qingge who was held in Ji Yue's arms. Qingge's eyes opened a crack, unsightly and dry.
Ji Yue lowered her eyes and looked at Qingge with distress.
Qingge opened his eyes weakly and said, "I was in the spring, medicine."
Bisshuang: “…”
Ji Yue: "..."
Everyone on the boat: "..."
Qingge rubbed Ji Yue's chest, as if she was a little woman. In her memory, those girls had a fever, and there was only one possibility that they would be in spring. At this time, there was usually a bloody one.
The plot develops, and the hero's joy of fish and water relieves the poison of spring, and the love will be determined for life.
Thinking of this, Qingge's cheeks were as red as the clouds, and her mood jumped.
Ji Yue: "..."
Ji Yue raised her hand and flicked her index finger on Qingge's forehead, "What are you thinking about?"
Qingge grabbed Ji Yue's collar and said, "Come on, help me detoxify."
Ji Yue: "..." Should his girl be so fierce?
Bi Xishuang looked at Qingge awkwardly, coughed dryly, and said, "That, Qingge, you haven't been drugged, you just... have a fever."
Qingge: "..."
Qingge was a little embarrassed. She found that everyone on the boat looked at her and her face turned redder. She remained unchanged and pretended to be calm.
fever?
In her memory, Ye Qingge's original memory has indeed been sick. Fortunately, Ye Qingtian stayed on guard all night and would get better the next day.
But in modern times, she did not get sick. Once there were signs of illness, the tissue would inject her with a new type of potion, which could make her body stronger, but the side effects were great and would overdraw her life.
Therefore, the mercenaries of that era were all short-lived ghosts.
Qingge sniffed and found that her brain was getting hotter and hotter. There was no new potion on this continent for her to inject, so she was a little panicked for a moment.
She can go to the nine heavens to capture the moon, go to the sea to catch turtles, kill people, eliminate treacherous officials, and don’t know how to deal with fever... (To be continued)