Feng Zidu's hands and feet were tightly bound by the cow tendon rope, and the meridians on his body were even more blocked by the Deadly Demon Needle, his breath was stagnant, and the dagger was quickly inserted towards his thigh, but he couldn't go to the place to dodge, and he couldn't help but shout angrily in a panic: "Jing Ling, what do you need to do?" Jing Ling paused when he heard this, looked sideways at Feng Zidu's frightened look, and after a while, his eyes suddenly blinked twice, smiled lightly, and said: "You came to guess, maybe you can guess it." ”

Seeing the cold dagger frozen in the air, Fengzi secretly sighed and thought, "This girl is still nostalgic after all, and she is not too reckless." Knowing that he and this little witch couldn't be reasoned with at all, he smiled bitterly and said: "Miss Jing, why don't you let me go first, and then we can wait and guess later?" Jing Ling shook his head, laughed, and said: "No, my martial arts are far inferior to yours, how can I let you go? Isn't that a tiger returning to the mountain?" The dagger in his hand suddenly raised up and down, and shouted: "What are you talking about here at the moment? Guess, guess!"

Fengzi had no choice, thought about it, and had to say: "After all, I met Miss Jing once, not to mention that I am good friends with your sister Ruan Yue." Miss Jing looks at Miss Ruan Yue's sake, and she should not be embarrassed. Jing Ling nodded when he heard this, smiled at Fengzidu, and said slowly: "Even if you still understand my mind." Fengzi was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted, "In this case, please let go of me." Who knew that at this time, the knife light flashed down in front of him, and with a muffled sound of "porphyry", the dagger in Jing Ling's hand had already fallen fiercely on his left thigh, and the tip of the blade entered the flesh two inches, and blood splashed in an instant.

There are no more unexpected things in the world. Fengzi was so painful that his whole body just trembled, and he couldn't help screaming "ah". He never expected that Jing Ling's knife would be so neat and neat, it was really brutal and arrogant, and it was difficult to change. Feng Ziduden was furious, where could he still worry that he was "a man for a knife, I for a fish", endured the pain of the wound, and scolded Jing Lingwei for "thief mother-in-law, evil mother-in-law".

Jing Ling heard Fengzi scolding viciously, his face turned cold, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, he pulled the dagger out of his leg at once, and said coldly: "You come to scold half a sentence again, see if I cut off the piece of meat in front of you with a knife?" Fengzi was shocked when he heard this, he knew that this little witch was ruthless, and he did what he said, if she really cut off his piece of meat with a knife, wouldn't he become a man or a man, a woman or a woman from now on?

Although Jing Ling pulled out the knife violently, the blood between her legs instantly flowed more rapidly and greater, and the stinging pain was even worse, but looking at the bloody dagger in her hand, Fengzi didn't dare to make the slightest sound after all, so she gritted her teeth desperately and endured. However, deep in his heart, he was sad, hateful, bitter, depressed, mixed feelings, and full of flavors, and he only secretly scolded Jing Ling enough.

Jing Ling saw that Fengzi was in a hurry when he heard that he was going to be stabbed, and he couldn't help but be complacent for a moment, and he was very proud, and he looked at Fengzi and smiled, and said: "Wouldn't you be well-behaved if you knew this was the case? He wiped the dagger in his hand to remove the bloodstains, and suddenly said softly: "It's a pity that such a great medicine will be wasted." Yes, wait until this girl takes the opportunity to recruit some media for practice. After planning properly, he immediately took out a small blue porcelain bottle from his arms, and slowly applied the pale white and colorless medicinal liquid in the porcelain bottle to Fengzidu's hands, feet, chest and abdomen.

Fengzi couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Jing Ling's strange behavior, those medicinal liquids were smeared all over his body, but they felt cold and clear, but there was no color or taste. "She said that she was going to recruit some medium for practice, what kind of medium? Could it be some snakes, insects and other poisons?" couldn't help but think of the incident she had encountered in the past when she encountered the Fire Ice Silkworm, the King of Ten Thousand Poisons, and said, "Covering this little witch is going to repeat the trick on me?"