Ling Ye held Zhao Ge'er and trotted all the way, and the flying branches hit them like whips.

"If I were you, I wouldn't run anymore!" The voice of the little urchin came through the air.

Ling Ye frowned, put down Zhao Ge'er in his arms, and the little urchin took the flute and landed lightly on the leaves.

"People say you're very good at Ling Ye because you can kill so many masters. However, today it seems to me that you are just a coward who can only run away! No, it's just a little woman who is being touted! ”

Ling Ye raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Do you have anything more ugly to scold me?" ”

"It's too much, I can't finish it for a while, but I can burn you money today next year and tell you."

Ling Ye unintentionally raised his left hand to protect his lower abdomen, and frowned: "I don't want to do anything with you, and I don't want to die in your hands." ”

The little urchin simply sat on the branch and said with a smile: "What kind of multiple-choice question is this?" It seems that there is no answer to choose from, huh? ”

"I don't want to do anything with you, you don't have to die, since I let you not die, you should also let me go!"

The little urchin frowned and pondered, "What kind of logic is this? It seems reasonable, but it doesn't make sense at all. ”

"Do you say yes or not?"

The little urchin snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Why don't we see if you can kill me first!" ”

Before Ling Ye sacrificed the magic weapon, the flute in the hand of the little urchin boy was already pressed against Ling Ye's throat.

Ling Ye had no way to retreat, so he had to reluctantly pour his spiritual power into his palm, blocking the blow of the little urchin.

But the little naughty boy was a big ghost, and her body was as agile as lightning, and before Ling Ye could see how he used his second move, she had already been slapped in the shoulder, and she took two or three steps back. Ling Ye frowned, looking at the little urchin's complacent appearance, he was very hesitant to use his spiritual power. She was weighing, once she used her spiritual power, would she be able to capture the little urchin in one fell swoop?

"You are not allowed to hurt my sister!"

Zhao Ge'er shouted loudly, waving a branch in his hand and hitting the little urchin.

"Don't! Song ......"

Ling Ye shouted loudly, and the little urchin raised his hand slightly, and snatched Zhao Ge'er's branch from Zhao Ge'er's hand.

The little urchin looked at Zhao Ge'er interestingly, and said with a smile: "What a beautiful embryo, it looks like she should be two or three years younger than me, right?" How about you being my wife? I'll treat you well, well! ”

"Don't!" Zhao Ge'er snorted arrogantly.

The little urchin's smile froze, and he said, "Why? Am I so bad? ”

"You want to hurt my sister, you're the bad guy!"

The little urchin giggled, "Your sister is the bad guy, I only kill the bad guy, so I'm the good guy!" ”

"Not really! You're the bad guy! The people who hurt my sister are all bad people! ”

The little urchin was suddenly unhappy, and his face was almost as blue as a ghost.

"When I kill your sister and dig out her heart to show you, you will know if I am a good person or a bad person!"

Before the little urchin could make a move, she pushed Zhao Ge'er away, picked up the dry branches on the ground, and stabbed the little naughty boy's throat. The little urchin sneered, "You think a single branch of wood can kill me? ”

"You'll find out if you try!"

Ling Ye's hand flew like a flower, the branches flashed with eerie sword light like a sharp sword, and the sword aura was like a long rainbow through the sun, and the little urchin could only barely block Ling Ye's stab by crossing the flute. Ling Ye blinked his eyes, immediately turned around, the branches in his hands like a rainstorm falling pear blossoms frequently stabbed out, although the little naughty boy was agile, but Ling Ye's moves were directly close to his vital point, he could only defend with all his strength, and did not dare to attack.

Since crossing over to the Hurricane Continent, Ling Ye has always focused on cultivating internal spiritual power, ignoring the training of external kung fu. On weekdays, she relied on her own spiritual power to speed up the attack, but now she refused to use the slightest spiritual power, so she had to rely on the training she had received in the secret service organization to speed up the repulsion of the little urchin.

The little urchin knew that Ling Ye had never used her spiritual power, and although he didn't know the reason, he also noticed that Ling Ye had always protected her lower abdomen. So the little urchin caught a small loophole in Ling Ye's attack, and slammed a blow to Ling Ye's lower abdomen, and sure enough, as the little urchin expected, Ling Ye immediately dodged sideways, and used all his attention to protect his lower abdomen.

At this time, the little urchin had the upper hand again, and used his spiritual power to deal with Ling Ye, and Ling Ye gradually lost his opponent.

"If you don't use spiritual power anymore, I'm afraid you'll be dead!"

"It's not enough to deal with you, and it's not enough for me to use spiritual power! You don't deserve ......."

"Really? Then I can only say to you, you deserve it! ”

The little naughty boy had the flute in his hand, pierced through Yang in a hundred steps, turned around in the night to dodge, and landed on the ground but slapped him again.

The little naughty boy is determined to win, his left and right hands are staggered in front of his chest, and his palms are like the power of opening the world, Ling Ye is dumbfounded, and there is nowhere to hide, only to use the seven success power can barely stop. But seventy percent of the skill, Ling Ye is not sure that he can still protect the heart of the child in the womb. The dilemma is already a thousand moments!

"Sister!"

Zhao Ge'er flew to block it, and the little urchin wanted to stop, but he was already a step too late.

Zhao Ge'er's body fell into Ling Ye's arms like cotton, and the endless blood at the corners of her mouth was shocking.

"Song! Ge'er ......" Ling Ye hugged her tightly and called, "You hold on!" Never go to sleep! Song ......"

The little urchin was also stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a cold neck, and a black gas wrapped around his neck like a python. When the little urchin was distracted, he was attacked by someone, and he struggled hard, but in the blink of an eye, he was dead.

Black Dragon Yeming stood in front of Ling Ye in a black embroidered dragon robe, slowly squatted down, and said, "She's dead." ”

"No, it won't! No, it won't! You save her! Save her! Ling Ye tugged on the sleeve of the black dragon Yeming, and suddenly rummaged for something on himself, "Squeak...... And Squeak, Squeak will definitely save her! What about the Qiankun bag? Where's my bag? ”

"Midnight!"

Black Dragon Yeming grabbed Ling Ye's wrist, forcibly forced Ling Ye to raise his eyes to look at him, and said solemnly: "She's dead!" No one can save her! She died for you, and you have to live with her life! Do you hear that? ”

"Nope! You lied to me! You lied to me in the beginning, and you still do! I don't believe what you say! I don't believe it! ”

Ling Ye pushed away the black dragon Yeming, and the wet tears on his face made the black dragon Yeming's heart ache. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth complaining to himself, why hadn't he found his way to the Luna sooner? Why did he follow the gang of people who came to seek revenge so that he could find Ling Ye? If he could have been one step earlier, even if it was just a moment earlier, a little earlier, Ling Ye would not have been so sad!

"Midnight? Midnight? ”

Ling Ye's shoulders trembled suddenly, and he looked around, Ouyang Qing, it was Ouyang Qing who found it!

"Midnight, where are you?"

And a hundred miles of dark night!

Black Dragon Yeming looked sideways at the back, Ouyang Qing and they shouldn't have found it yet.

"Do you want to go with him, or do you want to go with me?"

Black Dragon Yeming saw the panic in Ling Ye's eyes, and simply asked straight to the point.

Ling Ye looked at Zhao Ge'er in his arms, and the black dragon Yeming said again: "If they find her, they will naturally bury her." ”

Ling Ye looked up into the distance, she longed to see Ouyang Qing again, and at the same time she was afraid to see Ouyang Qing, and her heart struggled like a river overturning the sea......