"Satisfied, sealed my demon vein, let me encounter this kind of thing. ”

The black cicada replied coldly, "If it weren't for you trapping me with a charm, how could I let you fall into his hands?"

Ling Qian'er said: "It's ridiculous, what's the difference between falling into his hands and falling into your hands?"

The black cicada said: "There is a natural difference, I am saving you, he is killing you." ”

The silver-haired man was still watching the two of them bickering with great interest, but when he heard this, he hurriedly explained: "Hey, don't get me wrong, Your Excellency the Ghost King, I didn't plan to kill her...... As long as she obediently handed over the Lingyun fan. ”

Ling Qian'er asked indifferently: "What if you don't pay it?" What is the son going to do?

He smiled slightly: "How is it possible? There are many ways to make the girl comply, such as ......"

The next moment, his smile vanished, and he suddenly pulled out his sword, slashed past Lingqian'er, and stabbed straight into the mercy sky in the enchantment.

The murderous aura was like the cold wind in the wax moon, and the moment the door was opened, it had already frozen people through.

Feeling this biting chill, Ling Qian'er shivered, her brain was blank, only an instinctive reaction remained, both hands grabbed his wrist, helpless, the difference in strength was huge, and he took a few steps forward.

"It doesn't matter if I live or die, I must not be burdened with mercy. Lingqian'er said in her heart.

She sat on the ground, refusing to get up, clutching the silver-haired man's wrist.

The silver-haired man shook off her hand at once, and Lingqian'er lunged forward, hugging his thigh like a little monkey hugging a tree.

"I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you, if you want a fan, I'll give it to you, don't kill Minkong, don't kill them, please. Lingqian pleaded.

The two were at a standoff when a shadow swept across the ground.

Ling Qian'er looked up instinctively: "That's ...... Langke Sword!"

Immediately after, the blue brick road seemed to be torn open by someone with both hands, and an invisible sword aura led the crack in the ground towards them......

The silver-haired man pulled up Ling Qian'er and wanted to take her to dodge, but unexpectedly, the sword qi with gravel forced him to grab Ling Qian'er's hand, and he had to let go and flash to the side.

Lingqian'er couldn't dodge, and a powerful force pushed her backwards, her body was smashed by the rubble, and her forehead felt like she had been punched hard.

Ling Qian'er fell to the ground and couldn't get up, there was a long crack under the eyebrow bone, and blood kept flowing out of the wound, she said in her heart: "This must be broken, can I still see people?"

Out of nowhere, a hand reached out and grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up vigorously.

Ling Qian'er really couldn't stand steadily, her back was pressed against someone's chest, and then she smelled a good smell.

Blood flowed through her eyelids, blocking her vision, Ling Qian'er narrowed her eyes, is it Brother Xiyuan?

Slender fingers gripped her throat, as if a slight force could break her neck.

"Who are you? let her go!"

It turned out that the one holding the Langke sword on the opposite side was Shen Xiyuan, needless to say, the one who locked his throat must be this silver-haired man.

"Damn, I had a holiday with him in my last life. Ling Qian'er scolded in her heart.

Shen Xiyuan hurriedly said, "Qian'er, why can't you dodge my sword qi?

The black cicada struggled hard, but still couldn't break free of the demon talisman: "Even if you attack her, he won't kill her." ”

Shen Xiyuan didn't dare to act rashly, because that was Ling Qian'er, the Ling Qian'er he had in mind.

"Really?" the silver-haired man asked lazily.

His fingers suddenly exerted force, and he grabbed Ling Qian'er's neck, looked at Shen Xiyuan with a smile, and turned around and winked at the black cicada.

The black cicada said angrily: "If you dare to kill her, I will definitely break you into thousands of pieces." ”

The silver-haired man snorted indifferently.

"After killing her, I'll kill you again, I see how you can break me into pieces?"

"I'm going to kill you too. ”

"Oh, I'm so scared. ”

Lingqian'er was pinched and couldn't breathe.

Shen Xiyuan panicked, put down the sword in his hand, and shouted, "You let go first, she will be strangled to death by you." ”

The silver-haired man let go of his hand suddenly, lowered his head slightly, and saw Ling Qian'er drooping his head and panting heavily, his heart suddenly throbbed.

"It's okay if I don't kill her, you can profess yourself as a spiritual vein. ”

After Ling Qian'er eased up, she quietly looked at the person in front of her, she secretly left in Qiancao Hall last time, she thought it was a farewell, but she didn't expect to meet again in this situation today.

"Brother Hee-won. Ling Qian'er said with tears in her eyes.

"Qian'er, don't be afraid. Shen Xiyuan comforted.

Black Cicada: "......"

Silver-haired man: "......"

The black cicada's heart pinched fiercely, called so intimate?

The silver-haired man's state of mind was like a pool of stagnant water, with a petal falling, causing layers of ripples, which even he felt incredible.

Brother Hee-won?

He rudely pushed Ling Qian'er aside and angrily attacked Shen Xiyuan.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them disappeared, only to hear the sound of swords staggering in the distance.

Ling Qian'er sat on the ground and scolded into the distance, "You bastard, madman. ”

The black cicada said: "You lose your temper here, it's better to let me go and arrest him." ”

Lingqian'er didn't bother to look at him.

The black cicada said again: "I came to Rongguo to catch the murderer, is it because of your willfulness and recklessness, I want to watch him run away with my own eyes?"

Ling Qian'er said angrily: "Why am I willful? ”

Black Cicada: "......"

"Brother Xiyuan can still let him run away? You are the master of Shen Pavilion, hmph, you have been in ambush in this palace for so long, and you haven't even seen the shadow of the murderer, the dignified ghost king, are you ashamed?"

Hei Cicada knew that he couldn't talk about her, so he changed his words again: "I know that Shen Xiyuan is strong in martial arts, but he is a gentleman, if the silver-haired man makes any tricks, Shen Xiyuan will definitely suffer." ”

Thinking of that murderous smile, Ling Qian'er, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, couldn't help but shudder, she got up and slowly walked towards the black cicada.

As he approached him, a wave of resentment suddenly emerged from a nearby well.

The black cicada urged her: "Come here." ”

Ling Qian'er also felt that it was not good, two steps and one step, but it was still too late, and before the hand touched the charm, it was suddenly grabbed by a withered hand, and the speed was as fast as thunder and lightning.

This is a red-clothed female ghost with a mantled face, like a withered tree.

Lingqian'er was sealed at this time, and even if her body was flexible, she couldn't deal with such ghosts.

The female ghost grabbed her wrist, sniffed her face, and said happily, "It smells good." Then he suddenly said angrily, "I killed my child, and I want you to pay for your life." ”

Ling Qian'er was inexplicable, and asked rhetorically: "Girl, do you recognize the wrong person?"

The female ghost shook her hand and threw her backwards, and Ling Qian'er slammed into the palace wall, and this time she was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up at all.

The black cicada said angrily: "Where are you a wild ghost, dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

The female ghost was so frightened that she bowed down, this is probably the strength of the ghost king, a ghost howl, shocking in all directions.

The female ghost reluctantly straightened up, and said tremblingly: "I'm not under your control, I'm ...... I'm not afraid of you. ”

As soon as Ling Qian'er wanted to get up, the female ghost rushed over.

The female ghost rode on top of her, choked her neck with both hands, and shouted furiously, "Give my son his life." ”

The black cicada was already frightened and had no master, and let out a desperate cry from the depths of his heart: "Qian'er!"

Shen Xiyuan, who was fighting in the distance, and the silver-haired man were startled by this shout at the same time.

Ling Qian'er couldn't break her withered hand, so she had to beg: "Girl...... You...... Did you really recognize the wrong person...... I...... It's not ......"

The female ghost roared like crazy: "That slut is wearing red, isn't it who you are? ”

Ling Qian'er took advantage of her unpreparedness and took out a demon binding talisman from the small sachet, and the female ghost reacted quickly and stepped back.

Lingqian'er coughed violently......

"Damn, I'm locked in my throat twice a day...... "Ling Qian'er's anger reached its peak.

She sat up and pointed at the female ghost and scolded: "You shameless crazy woman, don't you yourself wear red? Why don't you say that you yourself went crazy and killed your son? Now you come to complain about others, it's really ridiculous." You have killed so many innocent people in the world, and the judge will surely settle the account on your son, and he will never think of going out of hell for all eternity. ”

The black cicada gritted her teeth and reproached, "What are you stimulating her for?"

The female ghost was enraged, her face was hideous, she opened her big mouth, bared her fangs, and pounced on Ling Qian'er again, aiming at her neck and preparing to bite down.

Lingqian'er was powerless to resist and accepted her fate.

The female ghost suddenly stopped, as if frightened by something, and jumped into the well.

More than a dozen Taoist priests suddenly appeared on the palace wall, and when they saw that the female ghost had slipped away, they put down the yellow talisman in their hands and said proudly: "You won't be so lucky next time." ”

A soldier shouted in the distance: "What are you doing here?" Shen Xiyuan is catching demons in the sky above the imperial study, why don't you go over and help. ”

"What? The female ghost who just ran away is ......?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come on. ”

Ling Qian'er was exhausted, and she didn't even have the strength to scare these stupid Taoist priests.

The black cicada urged: "Aren't you going to tear the spell for me, and wait for the female ghost to come back and ask for your life?"

As if she hadn't heard, Lingqian'er put one hand on her forehead weakly, staring blankly at the sky.

The black cicada said, "Do you want to die in front of this group of mortals?"

Ling Qian'er turned her head to look at the little demon enchantment, and Minkong was looking at her anxiously.

Alas, death is also a troublesome thing.

She got up and walked over and gently tore off the demon talisman from the black cicada's body.

After the black cicada got out, he straightened his clothes and said with a sour face: "Just now, when you mentioned that Shen Xiyuan might be injured, you were so scared, what, do you like him?

He walked slowly to the old palace maid and let her go.

Ling Qian'er didn't expect that as soon as he released this goods for freedom, he came to such a sentence, shook his eyes over, and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? ”

Unexpectedly, the black cicada grabbed her arm.

"Follow me back to the ghost world. ”

"You're not done?"

There was no negotiable trace on the black cicada's grim face.

Ling Qian'er scolded, "You're really a fucking bastard with a lot of bullshit. ”

The black cicada was stunned for a moment, that's right, stunned for a moment, Ling Qian'er had never said foul words in the past three years, especially to him.

Bastard!

Fuck it!

Actually, people are not wrong, it is really a bastard to lie to her like this, but in order to save her life, what about bastards?

The black cicada didn't explain, and the fishbone sword was thrown forward, pulling Lingqian'er to fly.