Charlotte has been in a high position for a long time, an elder of the family, and now a prince, holding the power of life and death, and has lived in the world for thousands of years, to some extent, she is more cold-blooded than Lin Tian.

Lin Tian turned his head to look at the depths of the woods, and said coldly: "Death is not the best way to solve things, sometimes, it is more difficult to live than to die, strip his clothes, hang him on a tree, and exhibit it to the major families and ancient warriors, hehe......"

Charlotte's eyes lit up, and then she glanced at Lin Tian charmingly: "Master, you are so bad." ”

The ambiguous eyes, coupled with the rain wetting the clothes, the dress became a little semi-transparent, and the beautiful figure was faintly visible, which made Lin Tian's heart flutter, but he still had to pretend to be serious: "Go and execute it." ”

"I'm not going. Xia Luo deliberately refused Lin Tian's order.

"Hmph, I deliberately called my master in front of others all day long, and now I don't even listen to my master?" Lin Tian snorted twice and said with a straight face.

"The master asked me to do whatever I wanted, even if I was asked to sleep immediately, he would not hesitate, but I would not do it if I was asked to take off another man's clothes. Charlotte refused again, and then looked up and down on Lin Tian: "Now I just want to take off a man's clothes." ”

Looking at her eyes, the object she wanted to take off was naturally Lin Tian, Lin Tian's face was suddenly full of black lines, this female prince was really becoming more and more direct.

But looking back, it was indeed a bit dirty to let her strip her clothes, and Lin Tian had to do it herself. He stretched out his sharp nails suddenly, and then swept over Situ Ming's body, whose clothes were already torn apart.

Of course, Lin Tian also left him half of his pants, so as not to wait for a lady to appear and stain his eyes. Stripped of his clothes, Lin Tian threw it hard, and threw Situ Ming onto a tree branch.

Lin Tianxuan is also a good branch, there is not a single leaf on it, as long as he looks up, he can see the "high" Situ Ming, but Situ Ming who is not wearing clothes.

"Alright, let's go, the others will be here soon. Lin Tian looked at the woods again, stretched out his hand and pulled out a new sword, and after a few accelerations, he disappeared into the rain curtain.

Charlotte's figure flew by, and Lin Tian also disappeared.

Not long after the two left, an unusual sound came from the woods, and then a figure rushed out of the woods, the fastest one, and the one who ran in front was Ling Yew.

The Yew Pavilion Master had somehow put on a hooded cloak, the cloak was made of a special material, and the rain slid away on it, which was better than any raincoat.

followed by Tang Ziqing and Wang Wanxi, two congenital masters, the third echelon is the three Yuwen family and Li Wenfeng, as well as the Situ brothers and sisters, and the rest are some ancient warriors who are loners, but their strength is also good.

As soon as these people came out of the woods, a figure fell from the sky, holding an umbrella in one hand, and the plain skirt fluttered, like a fairy in the rain, and gently landed on a stone.

Everyone else is wearing rainproof things, but this woman who fell from the sky holds an umbrella, and those who have experienced it know that holding an umbrella in the heavy rain is useless, and those who should be wet are still wet.

But the skirt of the plain skirt does not touch a drop of rain, and the raindrops that float diagonally as soon as they get close to the range of the umbrella, they will float in another direction, and the square inch of the umbrella is like a forbidden place, and even the rain cannot enter.

The people who ran out of the woods were shocked when they saw the woman in the plain skirt, especially Tang Ziqing, she hurriedly stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "I've seen the head of the family." The plain skirt woman nodded, in response.

Wang Wanxi also stepped forward, hugged her fists and said, "Tang Pavilion Master." ”

This is actually the head of Qingshuang Pavilion, the master of Tang Pavilion, but his age looks not much different from Wang Wanxi, at a glance, he is also a beautiful young woman and woman, but the expression on his face is more cold than Tang Ziqing, or more dusty, without the smell of fireworks.

Ling Zishan walked up, but instead of making a big salute, he nodded slightly, and said in an equal tone: "Pavilion Master Tang, we met again, I don't know what disturbed the Pavilion Master's Qing Xiu?"

The expression of the Tang Pavilion Lord, who had been talking coldly, finally changed, and she frowned slightly and said, "The divine sword was born, so I have to come and take a look." ”

Her answer was very direct, without any concealment or disdain for polite words.

Ling Yeshan was about to say something, and an exclamation interrupted the conversation between the two, and everyone looked at it, but it was Situ Ruoling with a panicked face, covering his mouth with one hand, and pointing to a big tree dozens of meters away with the other.

Everyone followed her gaze, and saw that there was a person hanging on a big tree over there, and his clothes were gone, and he looked like he had been taken to the tree by a wild beast, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Naturally, it was Situ Ming who hung on the tree, but because his face was attached to the branches, the people below couldn't see his face clearly. Who would have thought that the dignified Situ family would hang red fruit on the tree.

"It's so remote that ordinary people can't reach it, who is hanging on it?" said an ancient warrior suspiciously.

No one answered, and the group ran over, and an ancient warrior jumped lightly on the branch, carried the man down, and then laid it flat on the ground.

"Situ Ming!" the ancient warriors exclaimed, their expressions of shock no less than seeing a cat and a mouse fall in love.

"Uncle Ming......"

Situ Yufeng and Situ Ruoling shouted loudly, and hurriedly ran up, Situ Yufeng didn't care about the rain, so he took off his rainproof cloak and covered Situ Ming.

Of course, he was not afraid that Situ Ming would get wet, but he used it to cover up his ugliness, and Situ Ming was hanging on a tree with his upper body naked, which was a big laughing stock.

"Uncle Ming!" Situ Yufeng checked it, but found a skin injury, but he couldn't shake it no matter how he shook it.

In fact, Situ Ming had already woken up, and he woke up when the ancient warrior moved him down, and he was not seriously injured.

But he would rather he hadn't woken up, surrounded by ancient warriors with heads and faces, families, and even the two pavilion masters, if he woke up on the spot, he wouldn't have his face on the ground.

Therefore, Situ Ming decided to continue to pretend to be dizzy, burying his head like an ostrich, out of sight, out of mind, and without feeling embarrassed.

But others didn't know that he was pretending to be dizzy, the Tang Pavilion Lord frowned slightly, stretched out his hand, and shot out a small sword, and the sword shot into the spring point at the bottom of Situ Ming's feet.

"Ah......" Situ Ming shouted, and jumped up all of a sudden, not that he wanted to jump, but it was too painful for the sword to pierce the soles of his feet, and there was a feeling of being electrocuted, and then he jumped up instinctively.

As soon as he jumped up, the cloak on his body fell off, revealing a body of flesh, and at this time, Situ Ming wanted to die. When did he become so embarrassed and watched by people like this.

Thinking of everything before he fainted, he immediately thought that it was a good thing that Lin Tian had done. Situ Ming re-wrapped his cloak to cover his body, and then scanned the crowd, but he couldn't find Lin Tian's shadow at all.

"Uncle Ming, how could this be?" Situ Ruoling asked anxiously.

(End of chapter)