137. It's Tang Jiang!

"Damn! Who did I recruit and provoke someone! It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs! ”

Looking at the whirring chains, Tang Wei couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

"Hmph, I don't care if you are a tiger or a dog, today I will make you pay for the death of my mount!"

The woman in black smiled coldly, flicking her whip like a spirit snake, and the long whip was sweeping towards her at a rapid pace!

"Leng Yan, go to death, dare to hurt my brother, let the master and I will meet you today!"

On Leng Yan's side, the young god general in silver armor quickly brandished his spear and shouted loudly.

"Get in the way."

Seeing that Tang Wei was in danger, Leng Yan didn't want to spend a moment with the hairy boy in front of him, "You can play by yourself." ”

With a wave of his hand, a thick cloud of demonic energy suddenly filled the surroundings of the gods, quickly forming a magic power cover, enveloping the armored boy.

The boy kept waving the gun in his hand, as if there were thousands of troops fighting him in front of him.

"Bastard, let me out!"

He kept hitting and shouting, Leng Yan was irritable when he listened, and after reinforcing the magic shield again, the young man's voice gradually faded.

I could only see the magic shield, which was shaken by him.

"Whoa—"

The bright red long whip pierced the air, carrying a whirring wind sound, and threw it at Tang Wei.

"Hiss ......"

At the same time, the whip turned into a long snake, and when it was about to come to Tang Wei, it spit out a long letter, and its bean-sized eyes glowed with a faint red light.

"Smack......

Tang Wei had just summoned the Mark of Dreams, ready to forcibly resist the attack of the long whip, but suddenly found that the whip in front of him, no, the long snake, and his head were all cut off and fell to the ground!

In the air, blood splattered.

"You... You... You ......"

Ahead, the woman in black, who was still unusually arrogant just now, looked at the snake head that fell heavily to the ground, and stayed in place for a while, her fierce and bloodshot purple eyes stared at Leng Yan, "you" for a long time, and she couldn't say the last word.

"Even if you are a fallen immortal, you dare to be arrogant!"

Leng Yan didn't even look at her, took out a whistle from the Qiankun bag, and gently blew it at the sky, a winged horse pulled a luxury carriage, and quickly rushed from the sky to this side, this is Leng Yan's mount.

"Come up." Leng Yan stretched out his hand and gently scooped Tang Wei on the ground into the carriage.

And Mei Niang and the others saw Tang Wei get into the carriage, and they didn't need to say hello, and they consciously followed.

This carriage is slightly familiar.

It was the one she sat in with Leng Yan after the auction, and the embarrassment of those days unconsciously came to mind at this time.

The carriage was very large, but several people did not speak, Leng Yan squinted slightly, supported his head, and sat quietly at the outermost end of the carriage, not knowing what he was thinking.

And the rest of the people are also silent silence, meditation and healing......

The air was eerily quiet.

No one spoke, and Tang Wei couldn't speak, so he lifted the curtain and looked down in mid-air, which also had a taste.

"Perhaps, soon, my dream of traveling from a young man to the rivers and lakes and traveling all over the mountains and villages will be realized......"

Looking at the receding scenery in front of him, Tang Wei leaned lightly against the wall of the car, and a light smile appeared on his face.

………

on the Great Lawn.

"Poof......

Seeing Leng Yan just leave.

The woman in black didn't chase after her, not because she didn't want to chase, but because she couldn't afford to chase!

Seeing Leng Yan's figure gradually disappear from view, she finally couldn't stand it, and fell to the ground, and a mouthful of phlegm and blood gushed out of her heart.

No one knows that the snake whip in her hand is not only her weapon, but also her life!

The snake whipped and died, and so did she.

"Although, at the moment when the snake whip died, Purple Night was indeed dead, but... I'm not Purple Night! I can resurrect the snake whip, and I can resurrect myself! ”

The woman in black narrowed her purple eyes slightly, supporting her body and casting spells to ensure that she still had a breath.

It wasn't until she was sure that Leng Yan had completely walked away that she stood up with her support, charged her strength, and rushed towards the young god who was trapped by Leng Yan's mana cover over there-

"Smack!" There was a crunch.

The woman in black stretched out her right hand violently, gathered the strength of her life in her hand, stretched out her long pitch-black claws, straight through the magic shield, and finally, her long nails pierced the young man's heart!

Blood gushed out, and the spiritual power around the young man's body, when he found that his master's life was in danger, automatically surfaced from his body, constantly repairing the wounds in his heart.

"Oh, go die."

The woman in black sacrificed a touch of black magic power from her palm, constantly sucking the spiritual power on the young man's body, and with the inhalation of spiritual power, the paleness on her face also faded a little.

"Purple Night, You ......"

The young man's eyes widened in disbelief, staring straight at the woman in black in front of him.

"Bai Chen, Bai Chen, you must know that I am no longer the purple night of the year!"

The woman in black looked at her unfazed, and as her mana recovered, the black magic power in her hand increased a few points, and the young man's eyes widened in horror, constantly shouting, struggling, but it was still to no avail.

"Ziye, if you dare to kill me, my brother will not let you go......"

The spiritual power on the young man's body was quickly absorbed, and Bai Chen, who was still in high spirits just now, seemed to have become a gray-haired old man at this time.

"Purple Night... Ahem...... You can't die well, the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, you vainly practice the forbidden art of the demon realm, and one day you will be punished by heaven! ”

Two lines of turbid tears flowed from Bai Chen's eyes, he gasped roughly, looked at the bright sunshine above his head, coughing and scolding.

Ziye listened to him scolding with interest, and finally, a palm hit him in the heart, completely killing this old man with a candle in the wind.

"My brother's heart, you will never think about it, wait for retribution, cough cough ......"

In the wind, there was a faint curse of Bai Chen's unwillingness, Zi Ye was still unmoved, and even hooked his lips and smiled, "That stupid woman in Zi Ye is an infatuated lover, I'm not." ”

"I, Tang Jiang, since I have come here, I have to find a way to find the Blood Lotus Bead and bring it back to the family, what does your life and death have to do with me."

Seeing that Bai Chen in front of him was completely out of breath, Zi Ye waved his hand, and a dark purple flame rose from his palm, "Go ahead." ”

The flames fluttered to Bai Chen on the ground with her thoughts, and soon, the small fire spread into a large fire, and the air was filled with a smell of burnt feathers, and Bai Chen on the ground was soon burned into a small pile of ashes by this raging fire.

"Stupid, I, Tang Jiang, am the one who licked the blood at the tip of the knife, how can you kill it if you want to."

Zi Ye hooked his lips slightly, slowly squatted down, took out a dark purple bottle from the Qiankun bag, and put all the ashes of Bai Chen on the ground into the bottle.

"Huhaha, huhaha, the ancestral god is mighty, long live the ancestral god, the ancestral god is higher than the sky!"

Seeing the purple night that was still dying just now, he successfully stood up again at this time, and those big drummers who were messing around immediately walked out of the shadow of being beaten by the cold flame, and sang and danced around the purple night.

It looks like the New Year.

"Noise."

Zi Ye frowned unhappily and sat on the ground, his hands sealed, and a huge magic ball with black butterflies running in his hands.

In her constant operation, bursts of pure magic power were transmitted from the orb to her body. And her newly damaged muscles and veins recovered in an instant.

(End of chapter)