First! ”

Lingzheng's voice suddenly appeared in my head.

I was shocked, and the tomb of King Ling lying on top of me also trembled, he seemed to be very nervous, and suddenly looked up and looked around, and after looking around, his expression gradually relaxed a lot.

There was no Lingzheng around.

My mood, from being full of anticipation, fell to the bottom again.

Was it just my auditory hallucination?

King Ling's tomb smiled contemptuously: "Vainly trying to gather the three souls? Unless he can really get the approval of the Golden Dragon Pestle! It's a pity that the golden dragon pestle has not recognized the Lord for a hundred years! With him, it can't be! ”

As soon as King Ling's words fell, Lingzheng's voice came again, full of momentum: "Who stipulated that the golden dragon pestle can't recognize me as the master?" King Ling's Tomb, you will definitely die today! ”

Before the spirit of righteousness arrived, the sound came first.

King Ling's face changed completely, his brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes.

"Impossible, how can Lingzheng be qualified to be recognized by the Golden Dragon Pestle! When the golden dragon pestle was in my hand, it didn't ......" King Ling's tomb face has been distorted.

Halfway through his sentence, he stopped, tore off a white blanket from the back seat of the car, wrapped it around his waist, and then kicked open the passenger door, carrying me out like a little chicken. Less than ten meters after running out, there was a steady footstep behind him.

"Let go of the first year of junior high school!"

It's Lingzheng's voice, Lingzheng is finally here!

I was so happy that I almost cried.

King Ling's tomb didn't move, and he heard Ling Zheng say in a deep voice: "Let go of the first year." ”

King Ling's tomb carried me, turned around, Ling Zheng held the golden dragon pestle, standing there steadily, his eyes were faint, his eyebrows were clear. I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel like Lingzheng is bathed in golden light, like a god.

Seeing the Spirit appear, my little heart was beating violently.

Lingzheng is my true destiny, my savior, and every time I encounter danger, Lingzheng will fall from the sky.

"Lingzheng, save me!"

My voice trembled in the excitement.

Lingzheng gave me a relieved look, then glanced at King Ling's tomb, and then his expression froze, and the golden dragon pestle flew from Lingzheng's hand. His target was the tomb of King Ling, and the golden dragon pestle was shining with golden light, wrapped in a strong energy, and it was coming in an instant.

A hint of gloom flashed in King Ling's eyes, and he suddenly exerted his strength, grabbed me, and blocked me in front of him.

Since he used me as a shield? It's so unethical!

The roots of my angry teeth itch, this bastard can't be like a man, fighting with Lingzheng with real knives and guns? Every time he uses such shameless means, he is embarrassed to think that he is stronger than Lingzheng?

Ling Zheng had already seen through the temperament of King Ling's tomb, and when the golden dragon pestle attacked in front of me, it suddenly reversed its direction and flew back into Ling Zheng's hand.

Seeing that he is free to collect and release the golden dragon pestle, does it mean that the golden dragon pestle recognizes him as the master?

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly felt a warm current hitting my lower abdomen, and the cold aura left by King Ling's tomb in my body suddenly dissipated most of it, and the feeling of depression gradually disappeared.

In just a second or two, Lingzheng was already only a dozen meters away from us.

The car from King Ling's tomb was stuck between us, becoming the last barrier.

Lingzheng jumped up, stepped on the roof of the car, and with a "bang" sound, he floated down from the roof of the car again. My eyes are straight, for me now, he is the hero who came on the colorful auspicious clouds!

I didn't care that I was in danger, staring straight at Lingzheng, and my girl's heart was about to overflow.

Lingzheng noticed my gaze, and when his eyes met, he gave me a look. I immediately realized that the Spirit was asking me to cooperate with him.

"Boom!"

Before I could respond to Lingzheng, the car suddenly exploded. The firelight instantly engulfed Lingzheng's figure, and I was immediately stupid.

King Ling's tomb laughed out loud: "What about the golden dragon pestle recognizing the master? Can you dodge a bomb? ”

I froze in place.

the chicken!

King Ling's Tomb, this bastard, since he still has this kind of trick, he sneaked up on Lingzheng again!

King Ling's tomb did something in that car and waited for this moment.

I was furious, and suddenly bit hard at the arm of King Ling's tomb, the moment I bit it, I regretted it, the flesh on his arm was very strong, and it was extremely cold, biting on it, it was like biting a frozen leg of lamb, almost knocking out my teeth.

King Ling's tomb glanced at me coldly, his arm straining slightly, and his muscles bulging.

I had to give up on the idea of biting off a piece of his flesh and looked closely, and there were not even teeth marks left on his arm.

O God! What kind of man is this?

"If you don't want to die, come with me!"

King Ling's Tomb grabbed me by the arm and dragged me deeper into the forest.

Although Lingzheng has secretly used the power of the golden dragon pestle to unlock the imprisonment in my body, and the aura in my body is slowly recovering, my strength is still too weak to resist King Ling's tomb at all, he is holding me hostage, it is even easier than catching a little chicken.

Every time I encounter such moments, I always sigh secretly.

If I can become a true Yin Walker, how can I be so embarrassed?

With the magical means of the Yin Walker, I no longer have to deal with the Yin Affairs and let Lingzheng resist most of the risks alone, and my grandmother will not be so old that she still runs around for her subordinates every day, only by becoming a real Yin Walker, I am qualified to protect the person I want to protect.

"Whoosh!" There was another sharp sound of breaking wind.

In a flash, King Ling's tomb had already dragged me twenty or thirty meters away.

Turning our heads to look over, the golden dragon pestle flew towards us again! And it was followed by a party of indifferent Lingzheng. My hanging heart finally let go, and I felt my eyes moisten a little under the excitement.

No matter what kind of danger I encounter, Lingzheng will not give up on me, he will overcome all difficulties for me!

I believe in Lingzheng!

Although the explosion of the car just now did not hurt Lingzheng, it also caused him a lot of trouble.

Lingzheng's clothes were burned by the fire, and cracks came out one by one.

The speed of the golden dragon pestle was very fast, pointing directly at the back of King Ling's head.

King Ling's tomb noticed the golden dragon pestle attacking behind him, but he still kept his face calm and continued to rush forward without looking back.

When the golden dragon pestle was about to hit King Ling's head, he finally reacted, his head tilted, and the golden dragon pestle flew over his ears.

"What a pity!" I gritted my teeth and muttered.

At that moment just now, if my reaction speed could be faster, I should have dragged the tomb of King Ling, so that he couldn't dodge, and was directly stoned to death by the golden dragon pestle.

The golden dragon pestle quickly reversed direction in mid-air and smashed towards the front face of King Ling's tomb again.

King Ling's brows furrowed, and he opened his mouth and spat out a puff of black smoke.

After the black smoke came out of his mouth, I felt the temperature around me drop a lot, and I shivered involuntarily.

The black smoke slowly changed in the air, turning into black chains.

King Ling's body trembled for a moment, his speed slowed down, and his face looked even paler, almost like a blank piece of paper.

"Khooth!"

The black chain counterattacked, blocking the golden dragon pestle, and took the opportunity to bully himself and wrapped himself around the golden dragon pestle.

"Smack!" With a bang, the golden dragon pestle, which was tightly entangled in black chains, fell to the ground.

I heard a "snort" sound, and the golden dragon pestle actually rose with white smoke, and it seemed that the situation was very bad.

I wonder if it was affected by the explosion?

The corners of King Ling's mouth raised slightly: "It's just that you just recognized the master, thinking that this can hurt me?" ”

It all happened in a matter of seconds, and I was a little blinded in the head.

I subconsciously turned my head and glanced at Lingzheng again, and Lingzheng, who was running, suddenly stopped, trembled, and half-knelt down, with a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth. My heart tugged at his movements, and I wanted to step forward to help him, but King Ling's tomb pulled me to the ground and wouldn't let me go. Ling Zheng knelt on the ground for a while, frowned, gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staggered to his feet, and walked towards me.

"First year, don't be afraid, I won't let him hurt you!" Lingzheng said in a deep voice.

My nose was sore, and tears came out of my eyes.

Every time I encounter danger, Lingzheng will come to my rescue, and it has made me dependent.

Isn't there a lot of pressure on a strong person? Lingzheng protects me every time, just yesterday, because of the calculation of King Ling's tomb, he was almost eaten by the golden dragon pestle, and in the previous battle, King Ling's tomb was even sure that Lingzheng himself was difficult to protect, and could not get the approval of the golden dragon pestle, but Lingzheng finally gritted his teeth and survived, not only did the three souls gather together, and he was recognized by the golden dragon pestle, but also tried a lot of trouble to catch up and save me.

Although I don't quite understand how to win this war, I know now that I know with my knees that King Ling's Tomb must have used the means of Yin Damage again.

Now the spirit must be suffering greatly, what should we do?

What should I do?

I was distressed, but I didn't know how to help him.

Since Lingzheng asked me to stay away, of course I would not doubt his judgment, and past experience has taught me that not obeying Lingzheng's orders will only become a burden to him.

After King Ling's tomb spit out that puff of black smoke, the whole person's state didn't look normal.

He closed his eyes and seemed to have some trouble dragging me forward.

I gritted my teeth and swung my fist at the nasty face of King Ling's tomb. He didn't show any intention of dodging, and didn't seem to be worried about how my attack would hurt him.

I wanted to take advantage of his distraction, quickly get out, but his reaction made it difficult for me, a punch over him did not react, I can only change the way, before Lingzheng taught me a few tricks "anti-wolf technique", the girl itself is relatively weak, if you encounter a man's aggression almost no resistance, Lingzheng told me that if you attack a strong body, a strong man with great strength, you must pick the weak points of the other party, such as fingers, eyes and lower body, etc.

With the posture of King Ling's tomb holding me hostage, it doesn't seem very convenient to attack my eyes and lower body.

I was ruthless, I grabbed one of the fingers of King Ling's tomb and broke it out.