The middle-aged man took his thoughts, and his face became cold, why was it cold, just because the cooked duck actually flew! The snow sword is not comparable to a duck, it is a rare sword, the middle-aged man can see at a glance that the sword is not simple, and even, for the first time in so many years, he has touched such a sword at close range, and it is impossible not to covet it!

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

The coldness on his face was an instinctive reaction, he was resentful in his heart, it was for Lin Jingyu, Lin Jingyu controlled the snow sword to make it escape, making him lose a treasure, the middle-aged man was extremely unhappy, and he wanted to kill Lin Jingyu, but finally stopped, thinking about some questions.

First, Lin Jingyu has been unloaded with an arm at the moment, this kind of injury is not light, if he continues to attack, it is likely to hurt his life, and second, now his attention is still on Xue Jian's body, even if Xue Jian has left now and disappeared, he is still thinking about how to regain it, he can't let it leave like this, he is unwilling.

Turning his gaze to Lin Jingyu, a flash of inspiration flashed in the middle-aged man's mind, there is!

Feeling the strange gaze of the middle-aged man, Lin Jingyu felt uneasy in his heart, and things didn't seem to be good. He was injured and couldn't stand up anymore to stop the bleeding from the wound, as for the broken arm, besides, there was no time to take care of it, and it was estimated that the middle-aged man would not let him take the broken arm.

However, why the middle-aged man showed such a gaze and what he was going to do, it was unknown, but in Lin Jingyu's consciousness, he guessed that he must have bad intentions, and he did not rule out what he wanted to do to himself.

"Boy, you got your sword, right?" The middle-aged man asked.

The people present, except for Lin Jingyu, the middle-aged man couldn't find a second person who could control the snow sword to leave here, and he also felt depressed, no matter how weird Lin Jingyu was, after all, he was just a C-level martial artist, and his mental power was so strong?

Wait, didn't he do it?

The middle-aged man's gaze suddenly turned to Mako on the side, could it be her?

In addition to Lin Jingyu, there is actually another person in the field who has the motive to transfer the snow sword, that is, the little girl who is with him, that is, Mako, could it be that she is doing ghosts? The middle-aged man's attention shifted to Mako's body at this moment, but the next moment, he eliminated that thought, it couldn't be her, his intuition told him that it couldn't be Mako, the little girl, the problem was still Lin Jingyu's body, he had found a solution just now, just waiting for the next moment to be confirmed.

Indeed, when the middle-aged man paid attention to Shangzhenzi, Lin Jingyu's heart tightened, and he couldn't understand what the middle-aged man wanted to do, but he had a hunch that nothing good would happen, so he could only pray that nothing would happen, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The next moment, the middle-aged man's eyes turned back to Lin Jingyu's body, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, how do you feel that the middle-aged man is like a devil, and it is not a good thing to look at anyone, but it doesn't matter, Lin Jingyu just wants him to come at him, not to be angry with Mako, now it's okay, come on, come at me!

Lin Jingyu is often very prescient.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man rushed to Lin Jingyu with an arrow step, his face was cold, he looked down at him on the ground condescendingly, and he didn't know what he was going to do, only to see his hand poke towards Lin Jingyu's position, and a force formed in an instant, and acted on Lin Jingyu's throat.

"Uh......"

Lin Jingyu, who was choked by the neck, couldn't make a sound, it was very difficult.

"Boy, I know that the sword is yours, and now, I ask you to summon it back, it's not difficult to do, right?" The middle-aged man smiled, but his smile did not have any kind intentions, it was full of evil and greed, which was what Lin Jingyu saw. Lin Jingyu blushed, he was in pain when he lost his left arm, but in the face of the middle-aged man's coercion, he became less afraid, even if he was choked by the neck, he still did not flinch.

"Hehe, you-dream-let-!" Lin Jingyu was stunned word by word, and every word hit the bottom of the middle-aged man's heart.

"You're looking for death!"

As soon as he heard Lin Jingyu's insulting words, the middle-aged man subconsciously increased the strength of his hand, and directly pinched Lin Jingyu to faint, and the position of his neck was deformed, but the middle-aged man didn't have too many concerns, he only wanted to get the snow sword now, he didn't think so at the beginning, and now he thinks very much, the more he can't get it, the more he wants, and his reason is also twisted a little and out of the normal track.

"Three stewards, don't be impulsive."

Jiang Yiru's voice sounded in the ears of the middle-aged man, with a sense of reminder. What to remind, is to let him not kill Lin Jingyu, it is still useful to keep it, after all, Lin Jingyu has some secrets on his body, and Jiang Yiru can also see it, he is relatively rational, and his coveting of the snow sword is not as high as that of a middle-aged man.

Sure enough, hearing Jiang Yiru's words, the middle-aged man's hand subconsciously relaxed, and Lin Jingyu's originally pinched and deformed neck also returned to its original state, but some distortions could still be seen, which was considered a sequelae.

The middle-aged man also realized that he was out of control just now, and almost killed this person willfully.

The neck was no longer pinched, Lin Jingyu gradually regained consciousness, it felt like he had taken a trip from the ghost gate, and walked back in a daze, I don't know what was going on, there were two places where the pain came from the body, one was the left shoulder, where the arm had been removed, and the other was the neck position, where it was pinched just now, and it was pinched strongly.

"Ahem......"

Lin Jingyu coughed a few times, accompanied by a little blood spit out of his mouth, looking very miserable. At this moment, he already knows what is going on, but it doesn't matter, even if he sees it, what the middle-aged man wants to do, whatever he wants, he won't resist, and he can't resist. There has never been a time when I have been so calm, calm, and casual!

Mako always watched, and it was not a good feeling to see Lin Jingyu being abused like this, but she didn't do anything rashly, nor did she make a move, attracting the attention of middle-aged people or Jiang Yiru, just watching and waiting, but she was very nervous, thinking about why the rescuer hadn't come yet, praying that Lin Jingyu wouldn't have anything to do, she hated herself for not being able to do anything, her strength was too weak, and she would only drag people down when she encountered things.

Letting go of Lin Jingyu, the middle-aged man relieved himself and sorted out his emotions, he realized that he couldn't kill the young man in front of him now, but the snow sword had to be obtained, he had to think of a way, he couldn't give up.

Pregnant.

The middle-aged man's mind flashed with inspiration, and he looked at Lin Jingyu again, flashing with a strange light, looking inexplicable. Being looked at by him like this, Lin Jingyu didn't move, didn't react, didn't think about it, it didn't matter what the middle-aged man was going to do, he just rushed at him what he wanted to do, he continued.

Middle-aged people do want to do something.

Without hesitation, he stared at Lin Jingyu's head, suddenly reached out and sucked back, a suction force quietly appeared, acting on his head, and the next moment, Lin Jingyu's whole person approached the middle-aged man, his head was controlled by the middle-aged man, without any resistance, motionless.

Immobilized Lin Jingyu, and the middle-aged man began to pour an inexplicable thing into his brain......