Chapter 202: The Vanity of Purpose (11)

"yes."

Zhang Guiqing picked up the kitchen knife, pulled a hair from his hand, and threw it on the tip of the kitchen knife, the hair broke in seconds, he kicked the whetstone away with satisfaction and stood up.

Ah Ran who was treated as fish on a plate: !!

"Don't come here!"

Zhang Guiqing's face didn't shake for more than three points, and he took a few steps closer.

"Don't worry, I've done this a few times to ensure that I know it well, and it won't make you miserable. So you call me quietly later. I took the money from that kid and had to put it back, don't give me any bad things. ”

Ah Ran watched the kitchen knife get closer and closer, and then rested it directly on his neck and gestured up and down.

Ah Ran was already so frightened that he couldn't speak, and his tearful incontinence physique made him start crying again, and with tears in his eyes, he struggled desperately to break free from his trapped strong limbs, but in vain.

Zhang Guiqing sneered and clenched the kitchen knife in his hand. Then, raised high, a face slowly became excited, looking at the living demon clan on the board, as if looking at gold and silver with joy.

"Pot City, I think who of you can look down on me Zhang Guiqing!"

Ah Ran's eyes were full of blades that whirred and fell, and his pupils shrank sharply. The demonic power in his body couldn't be used at all, and the fully purified leaf hook grass toxin had already completely numbed his body. Except for being conscious, there is no room for resistance.

Then, the tip of the knife fell on the top of the neck, stabbing in an instant, and the eyes closed in pain.

Suddenly, the kitchen knife on his neck flew out, and before Zhang Guiqing could react, his heart was suddenly kicked in the heart. The whole person flew upside down like a broken kite, slammed into the wall and slid on the ground, he couldn't get up in pain, and a "click" moan came out of his throat.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a shoe had already stepped on his heart and crushed him heavily.

The person who came stood with his backlight, and he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he could see that the other party was murderous, and he directly began to beg for mercy in a trembling voice:

"Spare my life, spare my life, I have money, a lot of money, all for you, for you!"

Sang Ling stood on a high place, looking down at the people on the ground, as if she was looking at the bedbug that she was stepping on, and the force on her feet increased in disgust.

Suddenly, Zhang Guiqing only felt a pain in his heart, and opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

Sang Ling, who had no flies in her ears, suddenly felt refreshed, and then the aura in her hand came out and pointed behind her.

The thumb-thick hemp rope on the young man's body broke in response, and he flipped off the door panel, obviously only half a meter high, but he fell directly to the ground, a little embarrassed.

Sang Ling frowned, and found that the young man's expression was not good-looking, and his eyes were blue and black, and his limbs were weak.

"You were poisoned?"

Ah Ran gasped weakly and got up from the ground, nodding his head:

"Yes."

Without demon power, he could also see that the woman who suddenly came out to save him didn't seem to be a mortal, nor was she a demon clan, and she had higher power in the law, and after covering his breath, he couldn't distinguish the identity of the other party. The heavy smell of fat powder on his body, I don't know if I can fool the person in front of me. The monk has always disliked the demon clan, and he may be even more dangerous than falling into the hands of this mortal.

Thinking of this, he shrank for a moment, and unconsciously his eyes began to redden, and his fragile eye sockets made him want to cry. was first chopped down by mortals as a meat vegetable, and was finally rescued, and then a monk, what kind of life is this.

When Sang Ling looked at it, he thought it was a toxin attack on his body, and when he thought of Su Luo's uncomfortable appearance before, he softened his voice.

"If you're not feeling well, find a place to rest. I still have a companion, and he went to save the bull. ”

Ah Ran didn't get the slightest comfort at all, damn it, and there was another ah, his eyes were even redder.

Sang Ling only had a toxin attack that hurt badly, and the mirror energy rose a little when she saved the young demon, but now it stopped immediately, obviously it was very likely that it was because of the toxin attack, and the mirror energy of the first layer couldn't even rise after saving a demon clan, and she was so angry that the strength under her feet was even greater, and she almost didn't trample Zhang Guiqing to death.

It was also this moment that Zhang Guiqing's brain was suddenly stepped on, he opened his eyes with difficulty, to identify the people above, and then found that the other party was beautiful and had a face, and only the immortals came to the city recently.

He was overjoyed, feeling that he was saved, and desperately spat out the voice from his squeezed chest:

"Is it a fairy? Fairy, this person is a demon clan, I didn't kill anyone. ”

Ah Ran's face turned pale in an instant, and he almost didn't sit on the ground, he grabbed the door panel next to him and stabilized his body, but the tears still flowed down the ground, and the big beads and small beads washed away a little black ash on his face like a jade plate, revealing a delicate and beautiful face.

It's over, it's all over, he's going to die soon.

Ah Ran, who was full of despair, had a blur of water in front of him, and he didn't see Sang Ling's face without half a murderous look.

Sang Ling looked at the other party crying miserably and wanted to explain, but the other party howled so miserably that she didn't let her interject.

Sang Ling: ......

Alas, this child's psychological shadow area is quite large, and it is estimated that he is not very old, and he was frightened miserably.

The mirror of retrospective migration has a rare bubble:

"Look at you like a female god, the one under your feet is almost trampled off by you, can you not be scary."

"Oh yes."

Sang Ling, who was very persuasive, quickly collected her feet and breathed a sigh of relief to Zhang Guiqing.

Unexpectedly, this fell into Zhang Guiqing's eyes and became an encouragement, so he spoke more energetically.

"I just saw this kid in the mountains smelling of fat powder, choking people, and sneakily walking to the cliff cave, I knew that he was not a good person, and when I followed him, I found that he actually went to pick leaves and grass, which is useless to mortals, and an antidote useful to the demon clan, I immediately took down this demon clan."

Sang Ling looked down, her eyebrows raised with some surprise.

"You're really smart, it's just a matter of leaf hooking, how do you know?"

The old doctor is the only one who knows about this poison, could it be that he and Zhang Guiqing also colluded?

Thinking of this, her eyes brought a little coldness. Behind the house, there is bright sunlight and lush trees, warm to the extreme, yellow and green, but at this time, under the shroud of warm colors, this delicate face, but bring out some darkness.

Zhang Guiqing didn't notice it, although he was trampled on the ground and was in a punished position, his eyes slowly shone brightly, as if the fairy in front of him was a partner on the same front as himself, and his tone suddenly became closer.

"I was ...... Ahem. He immediately faked a cough and changed his words: "I only learned by chance that these were trivial things. Fairy, why don't you let go and let me up? The ground had been lying on the ground, and it was a little uncomfortable. ”

Sang Ling bent down and tilted her head to look at the people on the ground, looked at it carefully, and then showed an extremely gentle and kind smile:

"Oh, I see."

It turns out that the disappearance of the Cave Demon Clan really has something to do with you.

Zhang Guiqing nodded quickly, rolled his eyes, and regained his previous courage, she was still a fool of this woman, and continued to beg for mercy with a lot of nonsense.

"Beep beep, beep beep ......"

Sang Ling listened with a smile for a while, and sure enough, she moved her foot away.

Zhang Guiqing picked up a life, quickly stood up, didn't even care about the mess on his body, and smiled at Sang Ling with a mouthful of yellow teeth.

"Fairy, I caught the demon clan, and the child in the thatched hut next to me was picked up by me, I will send him home later, really, I am a good person. Ask the fairy to spare his life and let the little one go. ”

The words were earnest, and the words were weeping, but looking at the obscene and yellowed face, Sang Ling didn't feel the urge to be soft-hearted at all, tsk, it was still that demon boy who cried so much that it was unbearable.

The Mirror of Retrospective Migration nodded frantically:

"Yes, that little face is pale, tears are hanging on it, pitiful and innocent, looking at it makes people want to hold it in their arms and explain it."

Sang Ling: ......

You come with your mouth open like this, and it looks like I'm stupid.

Seeing that the fairy was silent, Zhang Guiqing thought that the other party was soft-hearted, so he immediately increased his horsepower, and ran wildly on the road to death, madly dying.

"The demon clan is the same as poultry, and it is not liked by fairies, don't worry, we will definitely deal with it neatly. When the time comes, the jade thin porcelain will be divided into fairies. ”

After the thin porcelain came out, many wealthy families and even monks came to buy it, and in Zhang Guiqing's limited brain, he only knew that the immortals also liked this kind of thin porcelain. Therefore, his words are very confident, so confident that he is a little overdone, and he doesn't even think to observe the reaction of the person on the other side.

Sang Ling didn't say a word, thinking that this person was quite a punishment.

Next to him, Ah Ran's face was so white that it couldn't be whiter, the tears on his face were all over his face, and the whole person was shaky, looking like he had lost most of his soul.

But when he heard the word "poultry", he still gritted his teeth and rushed over, and he was so angry that he decided that the fish was dead and the net was broken.

"I'm fighting with you! I'm a demon, not a poultry! ”

"What's the difference?"

Seeing people rushing over, Zhang Guiqing stretched out his hand in disdain, ready to push him away. Suddenly, his elbow went numb out of thin air, and the raised hand immediately stopped, and he was knocked out in the next second.

This time, the strength of his chest was not as strong as Sang Ling's kick just now, and he only slid back a few steps before he stopped. Unexpectedly, the old wound that was kicked in the chest just now was pulled and burst out, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Blood?! Stinky demon, I'm going to kill you! ”

As soon as he raised his hand, he was about to call, Ah Ran stomped his foot and was about to rush again, Sang Ling stretched out his hand to stop the person, and then glanced at Zhang Guiqing lightly. The other man shrank and withdrew his hand.

Sang Ling's intervention was only because she had just used her aura to hit Zhang Guiqing's elbow in the counterattack, so that the young man took advantage of it. Otherwise, with this thin body that blows down by the wind, and the appearance of having no demon power after being poisoned, he will be beaten by Zhang Guiqing on the ground if he goes again.

Ah Ran pulled his sleeves a few times and still didn't move, before he slowly woke up from his anger, and when he turned his head, he saw that the female trainer was looking at him fixedly, and his sleeves were still pinched in the other party's hands, and he was suddenly frightened.

"I, I, I, I ......"

"Huh? Oh. ”

Sang Ling immediately let go and took a step back, just pinching her sleeves to be nervous like this, could she look scary? If you frighten the children, then it will be my mirror ability!

The mirror of retrospective decisively helped shake the pot.

"Definitely not, if it weren't for Zhang Guiqing's dog thing, our Ah Ling would be born good-looking, how could it be scary?"

Sang Ling was immediately comforted.

"That's it."

Then, she continued to stare at Zhang Guiqing, who was panting and glaring at the young man with fierce eyes, and at the side of her feet, she blocked the look and stood in front of the young man, who must be the person who was scared by this dog.

I was disgusted, but her tone was normal. Zhang Guiqing has done too many things, and he has to continue to talk for the sake of Jingneng.

"You said you could make pottery? It's made of something. ”

The thin porcelain that came out of Zhang Guiqing's hand three years ago was lying quietly in the storage bag around her waist at this time.