Long Xing endured the sharp pain in his arm, turned around and saw that a young man wearing a green robe and full of white hair was hugging Yang Ling's waist with his right hand, making her unable to move, his arm was not light, and the girl looked very painful. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The person who came was none other than the patriarch of the Deep Nitrogen Clan, Mingmingjun!

Bright Jun's left palm was flat, his wrist turned slightly, and an invisible qi sword shot towards Long Xing, his right arm was in pain, and he didn't have time to dodge.

At this moment, after experiencing many dangers, he suddenly opened his heart, closed his eyes, and prepared to die, in addition to feeling a little ashamed of Qingming and Yang Ling, maybe his soul can be preserved, and he will be a good man again!

The qi sword passed through his chest, and the momentum wrapped around Long Xing retreated a few meters away, and the amazing thing was that except for some pain in his chest, he actually didn't bleed, and of course he didn't die.

Long Xing's heart was filled with joy, his own ability from a foreign land, he was once again immune to the spells of Xuantian Dao, and survived.

Just before the qi sword reached Long Xing's body, the black spirit quickly flew away from his body and disappeared into the night.

Mingmingjun was stunned, thinking of Yang Ling's movements that he had mastered in the past few days, and guessed that the person who came must be a foreign person who had been swept over from the human world, and sneered: "Another foreign country who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

As he spoke, he shouted, "Shoot the arrow!"

The black-clothed man on the opposite side responded with a bow, and an arrow shot out again, this time hitting Long Xing's left arm, and the arrow in both arms, a sharp pain hit him, his legs weakened, and he squatted down, unable to speak.

Yang Ling cried loudly and shouted in a lost voice: "Long Xing!

Hearing Yang Ling's cry, knowing that she cared about the injured person very much, and seeing that Long Xing had been injured and now had no power to resist, Mingmingjun thought for a moment and shouted, "Slow!"

When the man in black heard this, he immediately put away his bow and arrows and stood still.

Looking at Yang Ling's frightened eyes, Mingmingjun asked, "Who is he? What does it have to do with you? If you hide it, my archers will kill him on the spot!"

The girl replied tremblingly, "He's my classmate, Long Xing!"

The green-robed guest nodded, as if inspired by something, and with a wicked smile on his face, he ordered, "Dahei! Arrest that guy and tie it up!"

The man in black put away his bow and arrows, pulled out the rope from his back, and tied up Long Xing, who was squatting on the ground and weak, and the arrow was dripping with blood.

The green-robed guest had been holding Yang Ling with one arm, binding her arms at the same time, turning around and walking inside, and after a while, he returned to Yang Ling's previous place, this time, it was not her bedroom, but a small room on the other side of the courtyard.

The man in black pulled Long Xing and stumbled to follow Mingmingjun to the hut, Mingmingjun gently pushed Yang Ling and let her sit on a chair, but her arm still felt unbearable pain, and glared at the "trafficker" angrily, Mingmingjun ignored her eyes and ordered the man in black to tie Long Xing to another chair.

After doing all this, the man in black stepped aside and stood with his hands down, very deferential.

Mingmingjun stared at Yang Ling for a moment, seeing that her heart was furious, and then she smiled treacherously and asked, "How is it?"

Yang Ling gritted his teeth, pursed his mouth, didn't speak, and twisted his head to the side.

Mingmingjun looked at her indifferently, his face was still as cold as frost, but he said words that did not match his expression at all, looking cold and hypocritical: "Ling'er, how many times have I told you, I really love you! I want to marry you! Last time I gave you the last three days to consider the time limit, I didn't want to force you, I hope you can be my wife willingly!"

If it weren't for his cold tone, such lyrical content, if it was accompanied by enthusiasm, others would definitely think that it was a lover in love, who was making an affectionate confession.

But in fact, that indifferent expression and tone made Yang Ling shudder. During this time, he had called her "Ling'er" in a cold tone, making her uncomfortable every time.

When Long Xing heard this, anger appeared in his eyes, and he shouted loudly with all his might: "You beast! She's only eighteen years old!"

Snap, a slap slapped Long Xing's face, and the five finger prints were immediately revealed, and Mingmingjun threatened in a low voice: "Shut up!

He turned back to Yang Ling's side, his voice was still cold, but he deliberately lowered his tone, deliberately trying to be softer, and said: "Granny Gu told me about your situation in the human world, so I will respect you! You can rest assured, I will never touch your body until the right time!"

A complicated smile crossed his face, and he continued, "However, our ceremony can be carried out earlier. According to the rules of the Flame Country, if you become a husband and wife, you must go to a soul refiner with enough mana to confer soul seals on each other. Granny Gu is our first-class soul refining master of the Deep Nitrogen Clan, I have already informed her of our marriage plan, and she will naturally follow her orders! Now as long as you are willing to cooperate, I can summon her over at any time to hold a formal sealing ceremony!"

Long Xing muttered, "No wonder Granny Gu said that Yang Ling is already the patriarch's wife!

Yang Ling was a little flustered, a series of things that happened recently made her often feel that she was dreaming, what he said, the threats and requests she had made, everything she couldn't understand, all of them were regarded as dreams, and she forced herself to ignore them, so she didn't think about the marriage contract that Mingmingjun proposed to her before, and she didn't mention it to Long Xing.

But now, Mingming-kun was right in front of her, and that extremely intimidating momentum made people feel that the situation was urgent, and they could no longer evade his request.

He looked straight into her eyes, cold in his eyes, but expectant, and commanding, to answer immediately.

Yang Ling was at a loss in her heart, and for a while, she complained weakly: "I don't believe it! You are a human trafficker! Granny Gu! Hmph! Why did she never dare to come to see me? You are a gang of human traffickers!"

Mingmingjun straightened up, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Granny Gu is too kind, if you meet, if you beg her, I am afraid that she will be soft-hearted, so it may not be necessary for her to help you escape! I will not allow her to see you! Until you willingly follow me and become the wife of the patriarch of the Deep Nitrogen Clan!"

Yang Ling snorted and said angrily: "Anyway, I just met you, you have arrested me and imprisoned me for so long, you are by no means a good person! The police will arrest you!"

"Hmph, do you think this is the way of the world? This is the Deep Nitrogen City of the Arrogant Country, I am the patriarch and city lord here, and there are no policemen except my guards!" there was a hint of joking in Mingmingjun's cold tone.

After a moment of silence, he whispered: "In this case, you still don't agree? Hmph! I have taken care of your stiff body, and I have worked hard to find your soul, and I have spent my internal strength to make your soul and body one! You are really a cold-blooded woman!"

When Yang Ling heard this, he didn't answer, but scolded in his heart, it was he who was as cold as ice, and he beat him up, at this time, Mingmingjun's words reminded her of some of the situations that Long Xing told her, and she was suddenly a little curious, and asked: "You help me find my soul? Then who am I here? Why are you so persistent in marrying me?"

Mingmingjun pondered for a moment and replied: "Who are you, I will naturally tell you in the future! Marrying you is a must! There is no need for any reason!"

Long Xing took a sip and scolded, "Scoundrel! shameless! bastard!"

Mingmingjun turned his head and glanced at him, and coldly threw out a sentence: "Exotic boy, don't worry, you can come in handy right away!"

Long Xing's heart was cold, and he deeply tasted the feeling of being a fish, both angry and frightened, helpless for a while, not knowing what the other party was planning.

Seeing the fear that Long Xing's eyes were flickering with great difficulty, Bright Jun knew that the atmosphere was slowly forming, and he needed to add a handful of firewood to stir up the atmosphere again, so he walked to the man in black, pulled out a feather arrow from his arrow basket, and played with it in his hand.

While walking towards Long Xing, he said to Yang Ling: "Ling'er, although you don't believe it, you already belong to the Xuantian Dao, so you are bothered by my various spells. Your friend is different, he's from a foreign land, and he has abilities. You see, tonight's Surge Sword Divine Skill only pushed him a few steps, and his body was unharmed. Still, despite this, he still can't resist the damage of the real thing, you see!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Xing suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar, and the tragic voice was deafening: "Ah......hh

Yang Ling fixed his eyes and saw that when he finished speaking, Mingmingjun suddenly used force, and simply inserted the feather arrow in his hand deeply into Long Xing's right shoulder, and the bound Long Xing was trembling all over his body except for opening his mouth and shouting, looking so helpless.

Yang Ling thought of Long Xing's enthusiasm and sincerity to save herself, and suddenly felt extremely distressed, she didn't think about it, got up and rushed over, hugged Long Xing and cried: "Ah Xing! I'm sorry! I hurt you!"

At this moment, I heard Long Xing roar again: "Ah......"

It turned out that Mingmingjun pulled out the feather arrow that had just been inserted, and the arrow was made with a barb, and this pull brought out a lot of flesh and blood, which was very cruel, and blood gushed out from the arrow hole on Long Xing's shoulder.

Mingmingjun said lightly: "Indeed, you are sorry for him! If you hadn't rushed over, I wouldn't have pulled out the arrow!" Go back to your seat!"

Yang Ling was frightened, and quickly sat back in his chair, looked at Long Xing without a master, and then looked at Mingmingjun, and begged in a trembling voice: "I'm seated, don't hurt him, okay?"

Mingmingjun held the bloody feather arrow, aimed the arrow at the wound on Long Xing's shoulder, and stopped in the air. Long Xing was already frightened, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't speak.

Mingmingjun said to Yang Ling: "Ling'er, don't you want him to get hurt? I have no grievances with him, I didn't want to do this, but for the sake of our Deep Nitrogen Clan, I have to take advantage of your feelings for him! You see it now, I want to torture him, and even kill him, it's so easy." However, as long as you promise to go with me tonight to Granny Gu's place for soul sealing, and we become husband and wife, I can let him go!"

Long Xing's teeth fought up and down, and a few words trembled out from between his teeth: "Yang Ling, I, no, I'm afraid!"

Hearing the sound of gargling, Long Xing snorted lightly, his head drooped, and he fainted in pain, it turned out that it was Bright Jun who inserted the feather arrow from the wound just now. Such repeated torture, the boy had never experienced before, and although his mouth was hard, pain and fear erupted at the same time, and his eyes were black and unconscious.

Yang Ling's tears burst out of her eyes, her body was not harmed, but at this moment, her heart seemed to be torn apart, and the pain was unbearable, so she had to nod again and again, bite her lip and say, "Okay!

Mingmingjun stopped at this time, returned to her, and said softly: "Don't worry, the soul seal is just a ceremony, although our souls will be one like husband and wife, as for the reality of husband and wife, I can wait patiently before you really fall in love with me!"

In Yang Ling's mind, there was only the idea of saving Long Xing, and the rest of the things were no longer important, she looked at Long Xing with blank eyes, and said, "You quickly let people save him, he has shed so much blood! He is dying......"

"Da Hei, take this fat man to the pharmacy to recuperate, you look at him, without my permission, he is not allowed to leave the pharmacy for half a step!" Mingmingjun calmly commanded the man in black.

After speaking, he turned around, unable to hide his usual indifferent character, and said to Yang Ling in a deliberately gentle tone: "Let's go, Ling'er!