Chapter 122: The First Appearance of Murderous Intent (3)
In just half a moment, Mu Lingzhen turned the target of the attack to Yele Weixi, only to see her squatting down with great interest, playing with Yele Weiming's severed hands, and couldn't help but sneer: "What a waste." Seeing his sister become like this, Jelle Weixian couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, but compared to fear, he felt an unknown sense of excitement in his heart.
Mu Lingzhen continued what she said just now: "But seeing that you look so cute, it is ugly to hang and cut off your hand, why don't I cut it off for you!
Jelle's starry eyes were full of tears, twitching and twitching, and his whole body was trembling because of the pain of his broken hand, and that appearance made people feel distressed when they saw it. When he saw Mu Lingzhen say this, his whole body trembled and cried.
He struggled to get up, but the whole person crashed into Mu Lingzhen's arms, crying breathlessly and said, "Sister, it doesn't hurt...... It hurts so much to get rid of your hands...... Please, if you don't cut it......"
Mu Lingzhen saw him suddenly rubbing into her arms, she didn't react otherwise, but seeing him crying so sadly, she actually felt a trace of pity in her heart, although she didn't know why, she also felt that she couldn't do it.
"Sister is in a good mood today, for your pity, I'll heal your hand. After the words fell, Mu Lingzhen said to Yele Wei with a seemingly threatening look:
"But if you cry like a girl again, then I will not only cut off your hands, but also your legs!
Yele Weixian stopped his tears instantly, nodded like a rattle, and immediately replied: "Weimiao doesn't cry, Weimiao really doesn't cry, it's okay if my sister doesn't cut it." Mu Lingzhen saw that he was so obedient, and the anger in his eyes instantly decreased a lot.
She reached out a hand and patted Jelle's head, "That's good." As she spoke, a red spiritual mist condensed in Mu Lingzhen's palm, which at first glance looked like a blooming red rose.
I saw that she turned this spiritual mist into a red spiritual light and spread it from Jelle's left shoulder all the way to his wrist, and almost instantly, his left hand was completely healed.
Before he even could react, he found that his left arm no longer had that severe pain, and then his right arm was healed, this kind of mysterious thing was something that Jele Weixian had never seen before, and he never thought that his sister would have such mysterious powers.
"Sister, how did you do that?" Jerewei asked, moving his hands and looking up at her as he saw the same as before. "Because my sister knows the secret method, and this secret method, in this world, there is no one more powerful than me. ”
Mu Lingzhen didn't hide this matter at all, maybe for her now, as long as she killed that person, other things could not matter.
"Then why didn't my sister use it before? And, sister, why did you change? You weren't like this before. ”
"Before me?" Mu Lingzhen wanted to think, but suddenly the headache was intense, as if it was about to explode. "I don't remember how I was before, I just remember that there was a guy I had to kill. ”
Jerewei, apparently taken aback, asked, "Kill ...... Kill whom?"
Mu Lingzhen's eyes suddenly became fierce, and she pronounced the name word by word.
"Lingying ...... King"