Eleven once said that Twelve, who was born a belligerent, was hidden under her human skin with the madness that only wild beasts had!

Once twelve, her favorite is to break through the enemy's siege alone, she enjoys the thrill of wandering on the edge of life and death, and enjoys the sense of achievement of tearing the enemy's defense line apart again and again, zuihou seizing the head of the opponent's general, and completing the task!

And when she arrived in the Xuanwu Continent, she desperately wanted to become stronger, and what she did, which one of them was not jaw-dropping? She was almost fighting with her life to fight her way out, so she was able to go from a waste with no fighting spirit to a powerhouse at the peak of the Martial God Rank 12!

The figures of the two flashed rapidly in the library, the naked eye could not keep up, gave up holding their breath, the two of them fought with their fists and feet alone, the majestic coercion, the earth began to tremble, on the bookcase, a book and file were coerced to form a whirlwind blowing and falling to the ground, on the desk, neat stacks of books, pages turned quickly, tables and chairs were shaken to the ground.

Twelve, every blow of the move, is menacing, as if she has some kind of deep hatred with Ling Yuhan! I think she also knows that she is confident that Ling Yuhan's strange and unpredictable cultivation will never let herself succeed, so that the fight is even more unscrupulous.

The more she fought, the more courageous she became, the battle spirit surged madly in her cold eyes, and the black robe left only an afterimage in the air.

Ling Yuhan was able to avoid it just right every time, even so, but the flame-like clothes on his body were still cut out in the attack of the twelve storms.

"Hey, you're really a dead hand?" Ling Yuhan once again dodged Twelve's fist from the right side, grabbed her wrist in the air, buckled her backhand, and dragged her whole person into his arms, the other hand under the loose red sleeves tightened her shoulder, the black hair stroked Twelve's cold cheeks, and he smiled evilly: "I'm really not afraid of hurting me with the wrong hand?"

Fang Cai, if others were present, I am afraid that they would really think that they were some kind of worldly enemies.

The library in one room is now in chaos as if it has been swept away by a typhoon, the tables and chairs are scattered, and all the books have fallen to the ground, and the place is in a mess.

Twelve Leng glanced at him, "You're going to be hurt by me so easily?"

With his strange body alone, every time she attacked, he could only thunder and rain, and he slipped like a loach, not to mention hitting him hard, even if he could hit his body once, Twelve would feel satisfied!

However, there is too much difference between her and his strength, and whenever he is about to win, he can always dodge and only defend and not attack.

The defense was almost impeccable, and no matter how sharp her offense was, it couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Ling Yuhan shrugged his shoulders and only smiled without saying a word.

"How strong is your strength?" Twelve turned around, and a huge fighting aura enveloped her, forcing Ling Yuhan to let go suddenly, Twelve picked up the collapsed wooden chair on the ground, set it up again, and sat back, supporting his head, his eyes were dull.

Ling Yuhan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled proudly: "Guess what." ”

"No, not necessarily. Seeing that he refused to say it, Twelve didn't force it, and when she broke through the Martial God, she didn't believe that she couldn't detect this person's cultivation!

"Really?" Ling Yu smiled languidly and evilly, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes, he thought that according to her personality, he would break the sand pot and ask the end, but he didn't expect her to give up so easily.

"Your Excellency, Miss Sima. A patrolling doorman, dressed in a luxurious black robe, hurriedly came in from outside the house, knelt on one knee, and saw the house full of mess like a typhoon, and turned a blind eye: "Yun Tianmen Yun Ruoshui took a young man to ask to see Miss Sima." ”

"Huh?" Twelve frowned, didn't they just leave during the day?

"Let's go, let's take a look. Ling Yuhan took her hand and said with a smile: "Yun Ruoshui suddenly came back, there must be something." ”

"It's fine. Twelve said indifferently, looking at the kneeling doorman in the center of the library, "You lead the way." ”

"Yes!" The doorman immediately lifted his robe and got up, respectfully led the twelve and Ling Yuhan to leave from the library, and came to the Bishui Building, Bai Zixu's situation was not suitable for the tiring travel, when he just arrived at the floating cloud land outside the God King Palace, he had fainted as soon as he got out of the car, and the people could only treat them as guests, arrange them to the Bishui Building, and then report to the Twelve and Ling Yuhan.

Yun Ruoshui leaned sideways on the head of the bed, holding a white palace lamp on the low table, the light illuminated the whole room brightly, she quietly stared at Bai Zixu on the bed with her eyes closed, rolled her cuffs from time to time, wiped the sweat off his face for him, and saw that his blood was gone, and she felt distressed in her heart.

Twelve came in and said, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

Yun Ruoshui was startled, and hurriedly jumped up from the edge of the bed, just as Bai Zixu's figure was exposed to the bottom of her twelve eyes, her eyelids sank, and her eyebrows were as cold as ice: "Why is he here?"

"Bai Zixu, the third prince of the White Tiger Kingdom?" Ling Yuhan moved the corners of his mouth, the smile on his face was full of danger, he was dressed in red and waved himself without wind, and the gloomy aura that lingered on his side froze the air in the entire room, "Why are you with him?"

If Ling Yuhan had a good impression of Bai Zixu, no one present would believe it, he looked at Bai Zixu's gaze, ruthless, gloomy, and full of slaughter, if it weren't for the fact that the person was brought by Yun Ruoshui, and it happened that the twelve had a little closeness to Yun Ruoshui, he would definitely kill Bai Zixu on the spot!

No mercy.

"I ...... It's like this......" Facing the cold gaze of the two people, Yun Ruoshui stammered and recounted the whole thing from beginning to end, naturally including how Bai Zimo used Bai Zixu and Ruyi to fight that confrontation, and how to push them to the tip of the wind, during which Yun Ruoshui sometimes said indignantly, and sometimes fought for Bai Zixu, and only after finishing speaking, she said: "Sister Ruyi, he is injured now, can you ask the black-clothed messenger to treat him?"

"Are you going to let the people of the God King Hall go and save a culprit who made Ruyi bear the infamy of the world?" Ling Yuhan's eyebrows were cold, and the corners of his mouth slid into a sarcastic smile, as if he was mocking Yun Ruoshui's whimsy.

As long as he thought that the endless cursing of the outside world for the twelve was caused by this person in the bed, he wanted to slap him to death immediately.

Still delusional that he will save people? Do his spring and autumn dreams!

Ling Yuhan was cold, hugging the waist of Ying Ying of Twelve, his eyebrows were cold, like a sword out of the sheath, and the whole person exuded a smell of slaughter.

"Don't save him, do you hear?" he said in a vicious voice in Twelve's ear.

Looking at Ling Yuhan, who suddenly became stronger, Twelve sighed slightly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Don't forget, you are being scolded by the people of the world now, and the culprit is him! Don't try to save him, I will never allow it. Ling Yuhan's face was so gloomy that he could wring out water, he was Bai Zimo's own brother, and he was also the fuse of the war, if he died, it would be best, if he couldn't die, he wouldn't mind personally sending this person a blow!

"Sister Ruyi......" Hearing Ling Yuhan's words, Yun Ruoshui's face changed suddenly, and he stared at Twelve worriedly, "Save him, he's going to die!"

"Dead is dead. Ling Yu smiled coldly: "There are not a thousand but eight hundred people who die all day in this world, do you have to let everyone come to her rescue?"

"But!" Yun Ruoshui was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, she didn't want him to die.

"Don't make a noise. Twelve snorted, her body turned, and she broke free from Ling Yuhan's shackles strongly, her ponytail swaying behind her back, she was lonely and cold, standing at the head of the bed, staring at Bai Zixu on the bed.

"Ruyi...... Ruyi ......" He unconsciously muttered the names of Twelve, Ling Yuhan's face turned black, full of haze, like the sky before a storm was coming.

"Go and bring the black-clad messenger. Twelve turned his head and commanded the patrolling doorman.

"Yes!"

"Ruyi!" Ling Yuhan frowned disapprovingly, "Why save him?"

"If you want to save it, you can save it. Twelve spoke indifferently and looked at Ling Yu's cold and angry gaze, "I never get angry, it was indeed me who hit him hard in the Four Nations Competition, Bai Zimo just seized this opportunity, you know, how people in the world think of me, I have never taken it seriously, I owe him once." ”

On that day, she was controlled by the demons, but he did not hesitate to stand up, and did not hesitate to block himself with his life, and he owed him a favor!

"You. When Ling Yuhan heard this, what else could he say, he could only shake his head helplessly and sigh, "Only this once." ”

"Yes. Twelve nodded and looked at Yun Ruoshui, who was crying with joy on the side: "He'll be fine." ”

“xiexie...... xiexie ......" Yun Ruoshui covered her face and sobbed in a low voice, she didn't know that Weishenme would tremble with joy after learning that Bai Zixu would be fine, she only knew that she didn't want him to die!

Mo Bai arrived quickly, still wearing a cold black robe, after diagnosing Bai Zixu's pulse, he directly took out an elixir for treating internal injuries and took it for Bai Zixu, "He will wake up in an hour, this bottle of medicine will be taken for him three times a day, and his injuries will be cured in seven days." After a pause, he looked at Yun Ruoshui on the side: "Also, the external injuries on his body need to be changed every day to prevent infection." ”

"Yes. Yun Ruoshui wrote it down attentively, took the elixir in Mo Bai's hand, and thanked him solemnly.

"I'm just following Sima Ruyi's words, if you say thank you, you should still say it to her. Mo Bai had a cold face, nodded at Ling Yuhan, and got up to leave, he didn't want to stay here, since he met Sima Ruyi, he had repeatedly broken the rules set several times, and came to the rescue of people who were not from the God King Palace, and now, he wouldn't give her any good looks.

Knowing that Bai Zixu would wake up after an hour, Twelve never left the bedroom, but sat directly on the soft couch, leisurely sipping tea, and waiting for Bai Zixu to wake up, Ling Yuhan had a black face from beginning to end, and a gloomy aura, which made people creepy, Yun Ruoshui sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Bai Zixu's movements.

As his eyelashes trembled slightly, she exclaimed, "He's awake!

Twelve's arm holding the teacup trembled, and a few droplets of water sprang out of the cup.

"Are there any burns?" Ling Yuhan hurriedly picked up her fingers, snatched the tea cup, put it on the low table, and half-squatted on the side of the twelve, her red lips took her fingers, and gently sucked a few times.

The slightly itchy touch, accompanied by the strange sensation of the tip of the tongue sliding, the twelve hearts jumped, and when they looked at Ling Yuhan's deep eyes, they only felt that the heat on their cheeks quickly spread.

"Ahem!" she coughed dryly, brushing her fingers back with a swipe on the floor, "don't make a fuss. ”

"At least I will never allow you to get hurt in front of me, not even the smallest. Ling Yuhan's domineering opening, lazy and enchanting cheeks, a touch of firmness appeared!

Twelve's eyes trembled, and a heart pounded and beat fast, as if it was about to pop out of his chest, and his heart was unsettled.