"Hehe" smiled blushingly, and his fingertips lingered on Mu Jinghong's cheeks: "Why didn't you see it before, Gongzi Jinghong still has such a cute side?" ”

Mu Jinghong was very disgusted and wanted to avoid Hongyan's touch, but except for the ability to move above the neck, he didn't know what was going on in other places, his body was weak and weak, and he was now a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Okay, Gongzi Jinghong, you still have some strength, and you will serve me well."

With that, a shadow came up directly......

"The Hongyan Valley Lord is really hungry, even Mu Jinghong's kind of goods, you actually put your mouth shut."

A sigh echoed around the house without warning, making Hongyan suddenly alert: "Who?!" ”

No one in the house showed up, and the voice continued: "You don't have to know who I am, you don't have to care about me, you can do whatever you want, just as I don't exist." ”

Mu Jinghong, who was lying on the bed, rolled his eyes slightly, and he heard whose voice it was.

He frowned slightly, and hurriedly asked for help: "Hey, if you are in trouble, don't help, what kind of friend are you?" ”

The voices around seemed to be indifferent: "Just because you and I are friends, so I can't care about it even more, although this red face is a little older, but how to say it is also a stunning beauty, your title of son of the son of the Amazing Hong can't be called in vain, the beauty sent to bed, such a good thing is not every day." ”

A single sentence of "older" was enough to make Hongyan angry, and with a glance, she had already found the source of the voice, and the silver needles under the sleeves came from her fingertips, only to hear the crisp and neat sound of breaking the sky, and a pink figure obediently fell to the ground from the beam.

Hongyan's charming peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, wasn't the woman in front of her the same Ling Jiantong who asked the woman in Tsing Yi to investigate before?

Shouldn't she be tied to the other side of the Dark Pavilion now? How did it end up here?

Ling Jiantong stared at the few silver needles in his hand, and sighed in his mouth: "No wonder my husband died so miserably, the poison on this silver needle is colorless and tasteless, just one needle can kill people, Hongyan Valley Lord, deal with my little girl, you are really ruthless." ”

Hongyan also got down from Mu Jinghong's body at this time, and looked at Ling Jiantong in disbelief: "You actually dodged my poisonous needle?" ”

Ling Jiantong smiled, and said in a very ill-intentioned tone: "I'm sorry, not only did I avoid your poisonous needle this time, but I also ......"

A bowl of blood soup lay firmly in Ling Jiantong's palm, appearing in front of Hongyan.

"Secretly took your blood soup of eternal youth."

Hongyan's face changed, this blood soup, she had to take a bowl every hour, otherwise the face on her face would gradually age, until she was full of gray hair and became an old man in the twilight.

"You give it back to me!" Hongyan leaned over and was about to snatch it with his hand, but Ling Jiantong simply held it with both hands, took a few steps back, and said sharply: "You come here and try, you take a step closer, believe it or not, I spilled it all on the ground without a drop!" ”

Seeing Ling Jiantong's appearance of preferring jade to be broken rather than complete, Hongyan's footsteps were stunned, and for the sake of this bloody soup, she could only temporarily compromise: "You girl, what do you want to give back the bloody soup to me?" ”

Ling Jiantong finally grabbed Hongyan's handle, she glanced at it, raised her chin and said, "Go, first solve the acupoints on Mu Jinghong's body." ”

Hongyan didn't dare to disobey, let alone a man, she would let it go.

"I've already released Mu Jinghong, can you give me back the blood face soup?" Hongyan immediately spread out her palms, but Ling Jiantong didn't mean this, in order to prevent Hongyan from robbing, she could only hold the Xueyan soup higher: "If you want Xueyan Soup, you have to answer me a question." ”

"What?" The time of an hour is almost up, and Hongyan is a little impatient.

"Why did you kill Song Yuan? Is there a mastermind behind you? ”

Ling Jiantong's question can be regarded as asking the root, and the mastermind behind Hongyan is Prince Muluo, but she can't say it.

"Girl, these are two questions for you, but I might as well tell you, people in the world, I want to kill if I want to, there is no reason at all, not to mention that you don't like that Song Yuan? I'll help you kill him, and you'll be free, and when it comes to that, you have to thank me. "Hongyan deserves to be a stunning beauty, even for this woman, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are full of style.

Ling Jiantong snorted coldly: "So, you admit it?" ”

"I admit it, don't forget, you're standing on my territory now, you don't really think that you can do anything in the Netherworld Valley with just a bowl of bloody soup, right?" There was a slight threat in Hongyan's words.

Mu Jinghong already sensed that the atmosphere around him was a little wrong, and he said softly: "Eyes, this place is not suitable for a long time, we have to go out quickly." ”

As soon as the words fell, I suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the door, and the whole room was instantly enclosed.

The woman in Tsing Yi rushed to Hongyan's side, and presented another bowl of Xueyan soup that had been prepared early to Hongyan, Hongyan was full of pride and contempt, she drank the blood-faced soup, and the glory on her face was better than before, her fingertips wiped the remaining blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and said quietly: "Little girl, let you give me Xueyan soup early, you just didn't listen, now that I have enough spirits, you and Mu Jinghong may not be able to leave this room today." ”

Ling Jiantong threw the bloody soup in his hand to the ground, and the bright red blood splashed wantonly on the edge of his shoes, and in the face of the dead soldiers of no less than twenty people, the atmosphere became even more solemn.

"Mu Jinghong, it's all your fault, if it weren't for you, I would have escaped from the Netherworld Valley by now."

Mu Jinghong's narrow eyes smiled faintly: "Eyes, it just so happens that you have me in your heart, so you are willing to come to save me, don't worry, I will definitely keep you out alive." ”

"These more than 20 masters, with your three-legged cat kung fu, I look at it."

"We have to go out, the second brother is still waiting for us outside the valley."

Ling Jiantong was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "You mean General Situ?" ”

Mu Jinghong didn't give Ling Jiantong any affirmative answer, and he was already in the melee.

Time was like pressing the slow down button, Ling Jiantong didn't know how this life-and-death fight came over, and when she woke up, she had already followed Mu Jinghong through the Netherworld Valley and ran into the dark mountains and forests.

Her hand had been tightly clenched in his palm, and Ling Jiantong could clearly feel the sweat stains and warmth in his palm.

Running desperately, the sound of the whirring wind flashing in his ears could no longer stop any pace he wanted to take her out.

Wheezing, heavy wheezing......

It wasn't until they had shaken off the dead in the Netherworld that they came to a halt leaning against a large rock.

Mu Jinghong's brocade clothes were all stained with blood, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the blood of those dead soldiers or his own blood.

Beads of sweat on his forehead dripped down the contours of his face, splashing nameless flowers.

Ling Jiantong looked at him sideways, and unconsciously began to be stunned, when he saw him for the first time, his martial arts were simply rotten to the extreme, a big man was beaten by a woman all over the ground looking for teeth, this time desperately breaking through, his martial arts did not grow much, but out of thin air there was more seriousness and the yin owl who broke the net of the fish, but such a thing should not appear on him.

Ling Jiantong was thinking about it, and suddenly saw a magnified handsome face appear in front of him, his eyes were dark and deep, and people couldn't take their eyes off it at all.

"You...... Why are you looking at me like that? ”

The weakness of the heart in her eyes fell on Mu Jinghong's eyes, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, he couldn't see through whether it was ridicule or the happiness of the rest of his life, Ling Jiantong thought that after this catastrophe, he should always say something good, but she still thought wrong after all.

"Eyes, you seem to ...... Estrus? ”

Oestrus? Isn't that supposed to be used to describe cats and dogs, what does he mean by that? Isn't it better to scold her for being a beast?!

Ling Jian's dim eyes suddenly became bright, she pushed him violently, looked at him on the ground, grinned his teeth, and shouted, "Who are you scolding?" Are you in heat? Your whole family is in heat! ”

This time, she didn't wait for Mu Jinghong's counterattack, but saw Mu Jinghong sitting on the ground with a very painful expression on his face.

This guy is too good at acting on weekdays, who knows if this is another trick for him?

"Hey, are you there? Won't I just push you? What's the matter, you're going to touch me? ”

Mu Jinghong's face turned pale, his right hand covering his back waist was already full of blood, and when Ling Jiantong tentatively bent down and saw it, he couldn't help but be startled, this wound was so deep, I am afraid that it was already there when he came out of the Netherworld Valley, he could endure the injury without saying a word, and run so far with her?

Ling Jiantong's eyes shrank, and she quickly tore off the strip of cloth at the corner of her clothes, and neatly wrapped the wound around and around until the blood from the wound completely stopped, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she still couldn't help complaining: "Mu Jinghong, you can really do it, there is such a big blood cut on your waist, you can endure it until now, do you know, if it is too late, you may die because of excessive blood loss." ”

Mu Jinghong frowned slightly, but still pulled out a wry smile: "I don't care what I do, I just can't watch you fall into the hands of that old woman." ”

His eyes were clear, and it didn't look like he was joking at all.

Ling Jiantong was stunned, her eyes had already softened, and she looked away stiffly: "Don't be stupid, your life is not your life, ...... in the future"

Before she finished speaking, Ling Jiantong only felt something heavy fall on her thighs, and she pulled her gaze back, which happened to fall on Mu Jinghong's side face that she didn't know if she was asleep or fainted.