"It's Sister Murong, stinky monk hurry up and let go of your dirty hands, otherwise don't blame the old lady for being polite. ”

Li Ning's expression tightened, and he immediately recognized that the woman carried by the old monk was Murong Lanjiao, the three ghost girls of the Ghost King Palace, and fell into the hands of a monk, which was not a good sign.

Rumble!

Li Ning's delicate expression changed, and she stepped forward slowly, the spiritual light in her hand flickered, and she conjured up a strange spear drenched in cold light, and in an instant, her heroic posture was fierce and murderous.

Qin Feng glanced sideways slightly, his eyes fixed on this strange spear, he couldn't help but light up, it was really a good baby.

Although the spear seems to be transformed by spiritual power, it is not, it is a high-grade spiritual treasure that can be refined into blood. And the origin of this spear is not small, it is a weapon tailored for Li Ning by the Ghost King himself, imitating the famous weapon of Luo Min, the iron-blooded female general of Beiling-Deadly Serial Gun.

The spear is seven feet two long, and the three edges of the spear head are full of barbed blood grooves, which are crystal clear, and they are forged with the thousand-year-old ice of the North Sea, so there is a huge cold feeling that is cold to the bone marrow.

The function of the blood trough is naturally for bloodletting, and there is a chain of barbs inside, so it is certain that the person who is inserted into the body by it is not a small blood hole that can be solved.

The only difference between its efficacy and the female general Luo Min's deadly serial gun is the body of the gun. The forging material of the deadly serial spear began to be cast in the dragon pattern star wood at the top of Beiling, which is definitely the top match.

And the body of Li Ning's gun was forged from obsidian that the Ghost King didn't know where to go.

Generally speaking, the role of the gun body is nothing more than two points, the first elasticity, which is commonly known as toughness. The second is accommodatingness, which is commonly known as spirituality.

Unlike ordinary spears, the refining of spiritual treasures needs to contain spiritual power, and how much spiritual power the material can hold will lead to its forming power, which is not too much to explain.

"The material of this spear is also good, but compared to the dragon pattern star wood, I am afraid that it is more than a step worse, which also limits the quality of this spear. ”

Qin Feng frowned slightly, but secretly made up his mind in his heart, when the battle stabilized, even if he looted the entire continent, or snatched the female general Luo Min's deadly gun, he would not hesitate. Be sure to create the most top-of-the-line gun barrel and give it to Li Ning as a token of love.

As the spirit lord of the Beiling Demon Cave, although Qin Feng's property cannot be said to be rich and rivaled by the country, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary wealthy businessmen, but there is no thing that can be taken out as a token of love.

To tell the truth, Li Ning contributed his body to Qin Feng for free, but Qin Feng couldn't even take out a decent token, which made him feel extremely depressed, and he couldn't help but look at Li Ning affectionately, and secretly swore that he would never let anyone touch her.

To this day, Qin Feng still hasn't discovered that a person who can touch his heart has unconsciously taken root in the depths of his soul and occupies the most important position, which also provides the greatest help for him to find himself in the future.

"Hey, a good little girl, her qualifications are no worse than that of Murong Little Miss and Guqin, it's really good, good!"

Li Ning held an iron-blooded spear and killed Wudao with anger, but Wudao was not afraid at all, but stared at Li Ning with a hippie smile, and his eyes were even brighter, and he greeted him with kind eyebrows, but he was blocked by Cao Yi, who was rolling on the ground like a dead dog.

"How could the master be here, I don't know that the ghost king is looking for you all over the world!"

Seeing the old monk's squinting eyes, Qin Feng's face was not good-looking, so he hurriedly blocked in front of Li Ning and protected him tightly behind him.

Reason told Qin Feng that the old monk was actually unfathomable, not to mention Li Ning, even if he added himself, he was far from being an opponent.

Moreover, the other party even took advantage of the situation, ignoring the powerful ghost king, and risking two or three to steal the ghost girl, which is definitely fearless.

"Ghost King ......"

Kicking Cao Yi under his feet away, hearing Qin Feng's words, the old monk stopped, his brows furrowed slightly, obviously he also had a headache about the strength of the ghost king.

Outsiders don't know the power of the ghost king, his enlightenment is quite taboo, in the Beiling of Nuoda, there are really not many people who can make him afraid, but unfortunately, the ghost king of this ghost king palace is one of them.

"Amitabha, the old man said, has a relationship with the benefactor. Wudao bowed slightly and smiled compassionately.

"Oh, it turns out that the master is here to transform the young master!"

Seeing that Enlightenment's eyes kept looking at Li Ning beside him, Qin Feng frowned slightly, and hurriedly protected Li Ning behind him, for fear of being noticed by Enlightenment.

You must know that together with Murong Lanjiao and Guqin, the three ghost girls in the Ghost King Hall have been almost emptied by the old monk, leaving Li Ning, this is Qin Feng's woman, he doesn't want to be targeted by the old monk.

"No, no, the wind donor has too deep murderous thoughts, and the theory of tempering is not a day's work, and the old man is not in a hurry. This is to temper another benefactor!" Enlightened gaze was blocked by Qin Feng, and he couldn't help but become unkind.

"Ahem, Master Fei has a relationship with everyone in the Ghost King Palace. ”

Qin Feng coughed dryly, raised his head slightly, and glanced sympathetically at Murong Lanjiao, who was carrying the Enlightenment, and was very helpless in his heart.

The strength of enlightenment is unfathomable, and he and Li Ning alone will definitely not be able to stop it, but if he can delay time and wait for the ghost king to come, there may still be a chance.

The only thing that made Qin Feng uneasy was that the eyes of enlightenment were always looking at Li Ning as if they were nothing.

"Amitabha, Buddhism pays attention to fate, not everyone has a fate with Lao Gao, but the wind donor is a person of great chance, so all those who have a festival or fate with you have a fate with the Buddhist family are related to the Buddhist family, just like the woman next to you, ............ with Lao Gao" The more Wudao spoke, the more he spoke, his eyes were shining, and Qin Feng's heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Ahem, the ghost king is coming back, and I'm afraid it won't be too late if the master doesn't leave. ”

Qin Feng turned sideways slightly, hugged Li Ning tightly in his arms, and made way for Enlightenment, but the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

If Qin Feng's guess is right, the old monk of Enlightenment is about to make a move, and the target is obvious, it is Li Ning beside him.

Who is the old monk, why does he want to be against the Ghost King Palace, he kidnapped Guqin and Murong Lanjiao one after another to offend the Ghost King, what is the benefit, and now he even wants to hit Li Ning on his body.

"Hey, it's too late, the ghost king has arrived!"

Enlightenment showed compassion on his face, bowed slightly to Qin Feng, and before his voice landed, a murderous aura descended from the sky and crushed towards the Ghost King Palace.

Feeling the strong aura of the ghost king, Qin Feng's face was not good at all, because the old monk was too calm, and he calmly made Qin Feng afraid.

"Master is leaving now, and he is still in a hurry!"

Qin Feng's back was against Li Ning, his face was cold and lonely, his expression was very heavy, and he slowly stepped back.

"What a bold man, you dare to sneak into the Ghost King Palace, you are despising this king!"

At the entrance of the Ghost King's Palace, the Ghost King's speed was like a ghost, and he didn't even touch the ground with his feet, and he conjured up several purple figures, all of them murderous, and they were about to appear in the center of the cabinet in the blink of an eye.

However, just when Qin Feng was slightly relaxed, the old monk who bowed his head suddenly raised his head, and a sly smile flashed in his eyes.

"What do you want to do, old monk, tell you, don't fucking beat the old woman's idea, otherwise Lao Tzu will definitely let tens of millions of corpses out of the mountain, and kill you!"

The ominous premonition became more and more urgent, successfully capturing the cunning in the eyes of Enlightenment, Qin Feng's expression changed drastically, and finally determined the old monk's motive, hurriedly took Li Ning's jade hand, turned around and fled in embarrassment.

It's a pity that the old premeditated enlightenment is like a dog skin plaster, pasted on, and then it is not so easy to take it off.

"Hehe, Wind Donor, give the old man another ride, how about it!"

Enlightenment's figure flashed, disappeared suddenly, and appeared in Qin Feng's eyes in the blink of an eye, his compassionate face was covered by a cunning expression, and Enlightenment suddenly raised his leg and put a foot on Qin Feng's head.

"Boom!"

The old monk's kick, but without the slightest politeness, Qin Feng's will was confused, and he almost had a concussion.

The huge power suddenly exploded, Qin Feng's body broke away from Li Ning's pull, and flew out uncontrollably, the person was in the air, Qin Feng shouted frantically in his heart: "Fuck your uncle, old monk, don't let Lao Tzu see you again!"

"Young master!"

Seeing that Qin Feng was kicked away by the Enlightenment Dao, and the Ghost King who was rushing at great speed, his expression changed slightly, and he struggled slightly, hurriedly flipped his body, abandoned the Enlightenment Monk, and rushed towards Qin Feng.

"Old monk, this is a kick in the head, young master Ben remembers!"

The imaginary sharp pain did not appear, Qin Feng found in a trance that he finally hit a gentle embrace, and the two cotton-like softness on the other party's chest removed a lot of force, making the pain in his head immediately alleviate a lot.

"Phew, stinky boy, it's not shallow!"

Wudao turned around and carried Murong Lanjiao, smiled obscenely, touched the eyes of the ghost king dripping with murderous intent, shrank his head and hurriedly turned around and fled.

No one stopped him, and in the blink of an eye, Enlightenment disappeared into the Ghost King Palace.

"Young Hall Master!"

Seeing that Qin Feng was kicked away, Li Ning hurriedly ran over, and at the moment of the Enlightenment attack, she was suddenly pushed away by Qin Feng, so she was not affected.

"Garbage, a bunch of garbage, get out!"

The Ghost King raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of compensatory killing intent, and the violent killing intent burst out of his body, knocking Li Ning, who was running away, out in an instant.

Burst!

Li Ning's face turned pale, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell heavily into the peach blossom forest, his eyes dimmed for a while. (To be continued.) )