Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Inside and the Outside Should Cooperate and Work Together to Destroy the Ling Harmonic Plan III

Xuanyi

"Demon Venerable, my subordinates have brought the Holy Banyan back with you. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info "Chi Seok threw the seriously injured 'Saint Banyan Xiao' on the ground," this time, she couldn't run. ”

"Chen'er, why did you bring her here, wouldn't it be more convenient to kill her directly?" Ling Huo looked up and down the blood-covered 'Holy Banyan Xiao' and asked as if puzzled.

"Heh, this is not to bring her to my father to kill her with my own hands, so that my father and your wife can be a witness." Ling Haochen lazily leaned on the side of 'Miao Fiber', and his right hand was still playing with 'Miao Fiber''s left hand from time to time.

"Oh? The Father is here to help you testify. Ling Huan flew back to his seat, "Chen'er, you can do it." ”

Ling Haochen retracted his lazy breath, straightened up and put down the left hand of 'Miao Xian', and slowly walked towards the 'Holy Rong Xiao' who fell to the ground, and the moment he approached her, Ling Haochen raised his sleeves, and the originally unconscious 'Holy Rong Xiao' woke up.

"Chen'er, what are you doing here?" Ling Huo squinted his eyes, seeing Ling Haochen's behavior, it was hard for him not to suspect that Ling Haochen would not make other moves.

"Oh, Father, wouldn't it be cheaper for her to be killed in such a faint state, wouldn't it be more interesting for her to be killed by me without any resistance when she was extremely conscious?" As Ling Haochen spoke, the bloodthirsty light in his eyes gradually appeared.

"It's my son, I like this method." Ling Haochen nodded approvingly, his eyes slowly revealing excitement, and his right hand casually clicked on the armrest of the seat, obviously in a good mood.

"Hmm..."The 'Holy Banyan Xiao' lying on the ground woke up slowly, she endured the pain all over her body and moved her body slightly, and looked along his body when she saw the figure in front of her, "Ling Haochen, you despicable and shameless villain!" ”

"Oh, whatever you say, you can only speak as fast as you want now, and it won't be long before you can't say anything." Ling Haochen conjured a short knife out of nowhere, he held the knife in his left hand and caress the knife surface with his right hand.

"What do you want to do, since I have fallen into your hands, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it." 'Saint Rong Xiao' gritted her teeth, and slowly turned sideways, facing Ling Haochen, but she didn't look at Ling Haochen, she just let go.

"It's easy to kill you, but I think there should be something else interesting before I kill you." Ling Haochen squatted in front of the 'Saint Rong Xiao', gesturing in front of her with a knife, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

"What did Chen'er find interesting at this time?" Ling Hao was a little interested in what Ling Haochen wanted to do now.

"Father will find out soon." After Ling Haochen answered, he took the cheek that was close to the 'Holy Banyan Xiao', and rubbed the 'Holy Rong Xiao's face with a knife.

"Ling Haochen, what do you want to do, hmm..."'Saint Rong Xiao' endured the pain and shrank back, but was dragged back by Ling Haochen again, and instantly exhaled in pain.

"Sheng Rongxiao, you are so smart, how can you not understand what I mean? Do you think, it's good that I use this knife to scratch your face first, and then slowly kill you one by one, so that you don't have to kill you directly, so it's so much more interesting? After Ling Haochen finished speaking, he laughed out loud.

"Oh, interesting, interesting." Ling Huo clapped his hands, "Chen'er, hurry up, I'm a little impatient." ”

Ling Haochen grabbed the collar of the 'Holy Banyan Xiao' with his left hand, and lifted her feet off the ground, the short knife in his right hand first rubbed lightly on the right cheek of the 'Holy Banyan Xiao', and suddenly made a backhand force, slashing straight at her right cheek from top to bottom, and the right side of the 'Holy Banyan Xiao' was suddenly bloody.

"Hmm..."'Sheng Rongxiao' bit her lip tightly, but a painful moan still overflowed the corners of her mouth.

Ling Haochen chuckled, followed by another knife, still on the right cheek, and the knife mark just now formed a perfect sickle-shaped, after he finished slashing, he handed the knife to 'Miao Xian', and pressed the bleeding wound of the 'Holy Banyan Xiao' with his empty right hand, "You say, will you die in the end because of the blood flowing all over your body, just thinking about it, I feel that scene is very exciting to me, what do you think?" ”

"Phew..."After Ling Haochen took his hand away from the cheek of her hand, 'Saint Rong Xiao' spat a mouthful of blood directly on Ling Haochen's face, "You're not human!" ”

'Miao Xian' took a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the blood on Ling Haochen's face, wiped it dry, and gently leaned on Ling Haochen's side.

"Heh, I'm not human, don't you know? I'm a demon. Ling Haochen sneered, as if 'Saint Rong Xiao' had told a joke.

'Saint Rong Xiao' closed her eyes, not wanting to make any more effort to talk to him.

"Then I'll continue." Ling Haochen took the knife from 'Miaoxian' and slashed it down the neck of 'Saint Rong Xiao', "You say, where should I draw next?" Is it here? Or is it here? "Ling Haochen took the knife and wandered around the shoulder and abdomen of the 'Holy Banyan Xiao', not knowing when he would stab it.

"I think it's better here." Ling Haochen said, slashing at the left shoulder of the 'Holy Rong Xiao', and the blood immediately stained her white robe.

"Well, why don't you give me a treat." 'Sheng Rong Xiao' gasped in pain, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"It's so boring to solve it with one knife, it's interesting now, Xian Xian, don't you say?" Ling Haochen raised his eyebrows and looked down at the 'Miao Fiber' leaning beside him.

"If Chendian is happy, I will be happy." 'Miaoxian' replied softly.

"Well, I'm in a good mood today, I'll get her done later, and I'll reward you." Ling Haochen directly kissed 'Miaoxian' on the lips, but he didn't ignore Miaoxian's slightly stiff body, and quietly stroked her waist to make her not so nervous.

"Then, Miao Xian will thank Chendian first, but Chendian, if you want to wait for her blood to dry up, when will it take, it is better to solve her first, and in solving the rest of the people, Chendian thinks it is good?" 'Miao Fiber' quickly reacted, smiled coquettishly at Ling Haochen, and whispered a suggestion.

"Heh, that's right, there are still a few people to deal with, Sheng Rongxiao, it's cheap for you, then, I'll send you on the road." The knife in Ling Haochen's hand slashed neatly across the neck of the 'Saint Banyan Xiao', her blood rushed down, and the 'Saint Banyan Xiao' was behind this knife, and she was not breathing.

Ling Haochen said in disgust that the 'Holy Banyan Xiao' who had already died was thrown to the ground, "You guys, throw her down." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." Several demon soldiers carried the corpse of the 'Holy Banyan Xiao' and dropped her off the Xuanyi.

"Chen'er, that's good, this is my good son." Ling Huo walked down the steps and patted Ling Haochen on the shoulder, the eyes that originally looked at him were still inquiring, but now, it has completely dissipated, and all that is in his eyes is praise for Ling Haochen.

"It's also the father's teaching, the Holy Banyan Xiao has been dealt with, and next, it's time to deal with the other people in the Tanye Sect." Ling Haochen hooked the corners of his lips, he could see that Ling Huo's attitude towards him had changed, which was very beneficial to him, so after the next few steps, it was basically no problem.

"Chen'er, a few others, if you kill them in the world, you don't need to bring them back, just bring me back Leng Mo." Ling Huo nodded, just said this sentence, and then raised his sleeves and left the hall.

Ling Haochen, 'Miao Xian' and Chi Xi went to the Tanye Sect again, and the next step they had to take was a little difficult.