Chapter Forty-Seven: Flashing to the Waist
Yao Chu looked at Ling Feng who was running in front of him, and his heart finally felt happy, you let us escape for a long time before, and now it's finally time for you.
From time to time, he would send out a spirit blade attack towards Ling Feng in front of him, but instead of directly hitting his vital point, he would give him a little skin trauma, cutting his skin and letting his blood flow down his clothes.
This is Ling Feng's previous methods!
However, after a while, Yao Chu was a little tired, after all, he was a normal person, he didn't have any special habits, except for a little bad breath, he didn't feel anything after all.
"Give him a good time. ”
Yao Chu raised his hand, and the aura condensed in his hand.
And Ling Feng, who was running, seemed to sense the danger, and his staggering pace of escape became even faster.
At this time, he was embarrassed, his hair was scattered, and his gorgeous clothes had been pierced by the thorns and Yao Chu's spirit blade, revealing his bloody body.
He didn't dare to stop, for fear that the killing god behind him would catch up, just like the people who had been hunted down by him for fun.
He cried and cried, and his mouth kept muttering:
"I... I am the only son of the Ling family, my father only has one son, I can't die, you can't kill me! My father is also a master of the Imperial Spirit Realm, and there are other masters of the Imperial Spirit Realm, our Ling family is the strongest family in Maple Leaf City, they will definitely fight with you to the death!"
"Our Ling family will soon become the city lord, and when the time comes, you will be the enemy of the entire city!"
"Senior, I was really wrong, don't chase me anymore! As long as you want, I can give you any apology!"
That's when he was really scared.
Of course, Yao Chu was indifferent to Ling Feng's threats and begging for mercy at all, and even the aura in his hand was even more violent.
Suddenly, a figure appeared directly in front of Ling Feng.
With a delicate face and long hair fluttering, isn't this exactly Xiaoxi who is waiting for Yao Chu in the camp!
How did he end up here?
Yao Chu was stunned for a moment, calculated the time, and actually forgot about Xiao Xi, who was waiting for Yao Chu's return, and directly wasted a lot of time on Ling Feng.
When Xiaoxi heard the movement, he thought that something had happened to Yaochu, and after a short struggle, he hurriedly came over.
Yao Chu felt bad when he saw Xiao Xi, and sure enough, Ling Feng, who was fleeing, saw that there was someone blocking in front of him, thinking that he was Yao Chu's accomplice, and wanted to block Ling Feng so that the people behind him could easily kill him.
So stimulated by the desire to survive, Ling Feng's eyes were red, and the aura in his hand gathered, and he pounced on Xiao Xi, who seemed to be frightened and motionless.
Yao Chu's face turned dark, and there was such an accident!
What to do?
It's too late!
Running over? There is no martial arts in the pace, and it is too late!
So what to do?
Seeing that Ling Feng was approaching Xiaoxi little by little, Yao Chu concentrated his wisdom and remembered what he had done before, so...
"Bloodthirsty from the sky!"
"Bang!"
A violent sonic boom came from behind Ling Feng, almost at the same time as the sound was heard, the sharp weapon almost brushed Ling Feng's scalp and floated by, Ling Feng, who was reborn after the catastrophe, didn't have time to congratulate himself on the attack he had dodged, let alone stop the pace of the attack, just subconsciously raised his head and looked at the slender red shadow floating by and the one that followed... Shoe?
No, it's not just shoes... And one more person, young and immature!
As the shoes gradually enlarged in Ling Feng's field of vision, the pattern of Yao Chu's sole finally became the last memory of Ling Feng's life.
Ling Feng is dead.
Died at Yao Chu's feet, the entire head was kicked into the body, and then... Burst on!
In the splash of Ling Feng's blood, Yao Chu hugged Xiao Xi, who was still in a daze, and braked ten zhang long on the ground, a long distance as if it had been plowed, revealing fresh soil and exuding fragrance.
With the last brake stopping, Xiaoxi suddenly came to his senses, looked at himself in Yao Chu's arms, smelled the male hormonal smell on Yao Chu's body, and his face suddenly became ruddy, from his neck to the root of his ears, a large patch of red.
After Yao Chu finished his final performance, he just looked at Konishi quietly and asked in Konishi's ear in a slightly magnetic voice, "Are you okay?"
Xiaoxi's whole person was like a boiled crab, and he turned even redder, he opened his mouth, and he couldn't even say a complete sentence, so he could only passively accept Yao Chu's greetings.
"No... No—" Konishi couldn't finish a sentence.
But then Yao Chu suddenly added: "If you're okay, help me first, my waist is flashing!"
Xiaoxi's whole face suddenly turned from red to blue, from blue to red, he can be called an expert in changing faces, if it weren't for Yao Chuzheng's flashing waist and not having time to check, he would definitely be surprised to ask if the memory of changing his face had been transmitted to another world?
At this time, Xiaoxi had a stiff smile on his face, moved his equally stiff body, and moved out of Yao Chu's embrace, leaving Yao Chu alone to maintain an embracing posture, which looked extremely weird.
"Whew~"
After Xiaoxi left, Yao Chu let out a long sigh of relief.
Just when Xiaoxi thought that Yao Chu was relieved to confirm that he was not hurt, before he had time to be moved, Yao Chu spoke again.
"Xiaoxi, you are too motherly, the sachet is too fragrant, I smell a little sick to my stomach... Hiss..."
Before Yao Chu's words fell, Xiaoxi interrupted his words: "Is it flashing here?"
Xiaoxi still had a stiff smile on his face, and one hand had been pressed on Yao Chu's spine, well, very hard!
"Oh... Yes... Yikes... Don't, don't..."
Yao Chu's eyes widened, and he couldn't stop exclaiming.
Finally, Xiaoxi stopped what he was doing, looked at Yao Chu with some hesitation, and said, "Yao Chu, its... In fact... I..."
Yao Chuyi interrupted: "Hmph, you don't need to say it, I already know!"
Xiaoxi was shocked, did I show my stuffing?
"Well, you must be the young master of a big family! Carry a sachet with you, as well as a precious storage ring, and something you don't know very well, these undoubtedly show that you are the young master of a certain family! And you were persecuted by the family members, and threw you down from the sky, leaving you to fend for yourself, but it's a pity that you met me! Saved you, and you will return to the family to inherit the inheritance in the future, right!"
“...??”
"How? Am I right? As I have watched thousands of episodes of Detective Conan, I am really witty!"
“...... Uh, uh, right!"
Looking at the triumphant Yao Chu, after Xiao Xi was silent for a moment, he still agreed with Yao Chu's inference, in a sense, it was about the same!
"Oh, oh, no, quick, help me!
Looking at the embarrassed Yao Chu, Xiao Xi couldn't help but smile, but still helped Yao Chu hold his waist and move slowly.
Xiao Xi's eyes swept over Ling Feng's remnant behind him, his eyes were slightly dim, but then his face did not change and left, this was the first time that he did not have much fluctuation in the loss of life.
Animals fight each other, and the winner gets everything from the loser, just to survive; and human beings fight each other without the word survival, and this is the cruelty of the world!
Maybe I was really too kind, otherwise how could my grandfather ......
Konishi's eyes darkened.
Yao Chu was silent, as if he had discovered something, but it should be developing in a good direction.
"Xiaoxi, I'll let you taste my new recipe, a new taste, a new experience, this is something that will definitely make you feel refreshed!"
"Good!"
.......
Just when Yao Chu stepped on Ling Feng's head, inside the Ling family in Maple Leaf City, on a hidden desk, among the many lights, a wisp of flame quietly extinguished.
An old man in a gray robe who was in charge of guarding suddenly woke up from his sleep, caught a glimpse of a lamp in the center extinguished, thought he was asleep, rubbed his eyes, and when he saw it, it was still in a state of extinguishment, and immediately ran outside.
This matter must be left to report, it was the only child of the patriarch, and he died outside!
Not long after, in the noisy Maple Leaf City, after a violent fluctuation of aura, the people of the whole city heard the words that echoed in the sky.
"Who! who killed my son!