Chapter Twenty-Five: Bullying

King Ling's tomb got into the car, I don't know what button I pressed, the car seat I was sitting in suddenly fell backwards, and my body also lay flat with the car seat, Ling Wang's tomb was half lying on me, wet hair and sporadic water droplets dripping down my face, crispy and itchy.

I tensed, instinctively closing my eyes, not daring or embarrassed to look directly into his fiery gaze.

"Woman, what kind of purity will this pretend? When you climb up to Lingzheng, why don't you see you so hypocritical? King Ling's Tomb pulled a hand over my face and sneered.

He should be referring to the time when I dreamed at Lingzheng's house, after all, it was in a dream, and my consciousness was not very clear, so I became so "active". And I'm already interested in Lingzheng, if it weren't for a series of messy things, Lingzheng and I would have called "you love me", what qualifications does King Ling's tomb have to ridicule me about this!

When Lingzheng told me that those strange things were all caused by King Ling's tomb, I was still skeptical.

Now it seems that Lingzheng did not lie to me.

It's me who misunderstood!

I even began to wonder if the tomb of King Ling was hiding in the dark and peeping in the dark when I was "dreaming".

"Get out of the way, King Ling's Tomb, you pervert! What about me and Lingzheng, what is your business? You'd better let me go, or Lingzheng won't let you go!" I opened my eyes and glared at him, angrily scolding.

King Ling's face changed, and he grabbed my neck: "You are the woman I have a crush on in King Ling's tomb, Lingzheng is not qualified to touch it!" This time he himself is more than lucky, and you still expect him to save you? "The power of King Ling's tomb is very great, and the big cold hand is on my neck, which makes me feel like I am about to suffocate in an instant, and Venus is in front of me. I even felt that no matter how hard he tried, he could just break my neck.

Because of the lack of oxygen, my brain went blank and it felt like it could "pass" at any moment.

When death came, I had a strong sense of fear. After a brief moment of panic, I tried to calm myself down.

No, I can't just die.

King Ling's words made me very angry, what kind of thing is he? A monster that is not a human or a ghost!

Ya thinks that Lingzheng is not qualified to rob a woman with him, and the old lady still thinks that he is not worthy of lifting shoes for Lingzheng! If it weren't for this bastard, I wouldn't have misunderstood Lingzheng, maybe we'd both be here by now.

was favored by King Ling's tomb, and the old lady deserved to be eaten and wiped clean?

You want to take advantage of the old lady, right?

You want to devour the aura in the old lady's body, right?

Even if I fight for a jade stone, I will never bow my head easily, don't want to be satisfied!

"What, you're going to self-destruct?" A light suddenly flashed in King Ling's eyes.

Before he could finish speaking, he reached out and pressed my lower abdomen, and I was so painful that I almost cried on the spot.

"Ahem...... What have you done to me? "I had a sense of foreboding in my heart.

I should have felt relieved when he let go of my neck, but now my heart was so blocked that I felt more and more out of breath. After feeling it carefully, I found that the aura in my body seemed to have disappeared, and I didn't listen to my call at all. My heart suddenly cooled half, he was trying to push me to a dead end! Originally, I was planning to mobilize the aura in my body and come to a "self-destructive cultivation", even if I died, I couldn't cheapen King Ling's tomb.

However, now King Ling's Tomb has used some means to imprison the aura in my body. So the only thing I can do now is bite my tongue and kill myself before he defiles me?

With the perverted level of King Ling's tomb, he may not be willing to let me go after death.

I don't care about that much now, and I can't feel what will happen to me after I die.

"No more dying struggles! The woman I fell in love with in King Ling's tomb has not been lost! King Ling raised his eyebrows and pinched my chin, as if he was a little angry.

His movements were so rude that he almost crushed my jaw.

I struggled, but his hand didn't move, and I couldn't move.

I gradually found that the more I seemed to struggle, the more angry Ling Wang Tomb became, and the strength in my hands would increase, and the more uncomfortable I felt.

King Ling's tomb said coldly: "Why do you want to seek death? Am I really worse than the Spirit? My talent is better than his, my brain is more flexible than his, how can he compare to me? I could feel that King Ling's voice was trembling slightly, and his eyes were also showing pain, quite a bit of gnashing of teeth.

"You are the woman I have taken a fancy to in King Ling's tomb, what kind of thing is Lingzheng? What qualifications does he have to rob me? He thinks he can take everything that belongs to me while I am in trouble? - Heh, the inheritance of that old thing, my tomb of King Ling is not rare! The golden dragon pestle is just the rest of my play, I know better than him, and the old thing was going to pass the golden dragon pestle to me! ”

"Woman, do you think he can rely on the golden dragon to lock his soul and turn over? When I set foot on this road, it is the evil demon outer way, he uses the power of the golden dragon pestle to continue his life, how can he be qualified to claim to be famous and decent? ”

King Ling's tomb kept talking to me, his voice getting louder and louder, and his emotions became more and more excited. I resisted the pain and listened carefully to what he said, and seemed to understand a lot.

I heard Uncle Li and Ling Zheng talk about King Ling's tomb yesterday, this guy in King Ling's tomb is indeed very talented, and he is very clever, and he has grown up in the praise of everyone since he was a child. It's a pity that King Ling's cleverness was used in the wrong place, causing him to go astray. He practiced evil arts to improve his cultivation, and after he went mad, he continued his life by devouring the yin spirit, and he was still unrepentant when he was discovered, and even wanted to murder his teacher.

From a psychological point of view, Ling Wang's Tomb is too selfish and likes to be self-centered. In his eyes, all good things should be his, and others can only be good to him.

This kind of psychological problem, many contemporary only children will have some more or less.

King Ling's mental problems are too serious, and they have reached the level of psychological deformity. In contrast, Lingzheng's cultivation talent is indeed inferior to Ling Wang's Tomb, and perhaps not as "clever" as Lingwang's Tomb, but Lingzheng's heart is pure and good, and he is quite valued by the master.

King Ling's tomb is jealous of Lingzheng, he wants to overpower Lingzheng in everything, and he is unwilling to admit that Lingzheng is stronger than him.

Now that he has become this person and ghost, he has not reflected on his behavior, but he has always hated his teacher and brother Lingzheng.

King Ling's Tomb is indeed very interested in my identity as a Yin Girl, after all, the aura devouring my body is enough for him to devour the yang qi in the human bodies of ten ordinary people. My powerful soul also made him salivate, but the reason why he stared at me to a large extent was because of his revenge against Lingzheng.

Am I being "implicated" by Lingzheng?

What a blessing for this kind of involvement!

It's true......

I'm glad that others can connect me to the Spirit, whether it's a disaster or a blessing.

King Ling's tomb noticed my good impression of Lingzheng, driven by jealousy and revenge, forcibly snatched me away from Lingzheng's hands.

However, I am not sad at all, I just regret that I misunderstood Lingzheng.

King Ling's words have been said very clearly, he feels that Lingzheng took advantage of his "trouble" to take away the inheritance that should belong to him and take away the golden dragon pestle, so he wants to take me away from Lingzheng's hands and let Lingzheng suffer. Regarding the relationship between the golden dragon pestle and Lingzheng, I also heard some clues. Listening to the meaning of King Ling's tomb, Lingzheng obtained the master's inheritance, got the golden dragon pestle, and could use the "golden dragon lock soul" to continue his life, King Ling's tomb should have also used the golden dragon pestle at the beginning, and he knew more about the golden dragon pestle, so he had the opportunity to set a trap to frame Lingzheng.

These are the words of King Ling's tomb, and I must confirm it with Lingzheng when I go back.

Thanks to these practices of King Ling's tomb, I have eliminated my suspicions and wariness of Lingzheng, great, Lingzheng is still the previous Lingzheng, the only difference is that I know a little more about him.

"From today on, you are the woman of my Ling Wang's tomb! Lingzheng's waste, he only has to watch, hahaha......" King Ling's tomb laughed very presumptuumly, and his emotions were crazy.

I felt like my jaw was about to dislocate, and I struggled desperately, and King Ling's Tomb finally let go of my hand.

However, before I could breathe a sigh of relief, King Ling's Tomb's cold lips covered mine.

Time stood still in an instant!

The cold breath from the tomb of King Ling poured into my body frantically, and I shivered uncontrollably, and my brain seemed to be frozen, unable to think.

In this regard, King Ling is a veteran and has a lot of experience.

He hugged me tightly, and stroked my back with one free hand, the touch gave me the illusion of an electric shock, and I wanted to push him away, but I wanted more. The other hand of King Ling's tomb gently untied the rope on my body, and at the same time groped around my body for a while, and began to slowly unbutton my clothes......

The "boom" in my head sounded like a bomb had exploded.

King Ling's tomb has untied the two buttons on me, and I am untying the third button, slowly, not in a hurry.

"Get out of here!"

I gritted my teeth and pushed him hard. I don't know how to do it, my strength suddenly became very small, and I pushed it against King Ling's tomb, but it was completely a mayfly shaking the tree.

King Ling unceremoniously grabbed my hands, closed them into one hand, and pressed them above my head: "Woman, I promise, you will soon give up your resistance and cry...... Want me! "To be honest, King Ling's tomb chief is not ugly, and he is even quite handsome, but seeing him hugging me and "gnawing wildly" again, my heart deserves to be dead, and I can't wait to cut him with a thousand knives!

If this face can be replaced with a spiritual one, I ...... Phew, how can I think that?

I quickly put this unreliable idea behind me, and sighed secretly in my heart, I really hope to see Lingzheng's handsome face at this time, but, but, ...... Lingzheng, where are you?

Help......