Ling Chuxi sneered secretly. Although the congenital vitality has not recovered, it is the realm of Tianyuan after all. With Qing Lingyan barely reaching the real mid-term strength, trying to kill her is not so easy. This crazy woman, this ti, she should have calculated all the accounts.
Just as Ling Chuxi was about to make his sword, a piece of green smoke suddenly swayed, and the rich odor also rushed to the nose. before. It can only be seen from the ssy hair covered with dust that this person is not young.
"Poisonous!" Qingling Yan sighed slightly, but as the Han Yuegong inherited, this poison could not help her, holding her breath, a sword stab at the man.
"Drink!" The man shouted all over, his palms together, and he stood in front of him.
The sword passed through the middle of the flesh palm and pierced him, but he resisted it with all his strength, making it difficult to advance one point.
"Ling Chuxi, let's go!" The man shouted with pain in his mouth.
"Ye Qianhe?" Ling Chuxi finally heard who this person was, but didn't expect it, and it didn't take long to see him. He actually fell into this way. His face was covered with dirt and alcohol, and even the beggar might be better than him. Be stronger. But how could he appear here? Still saving lives?
"You have spared my life, I will return you now, and you and I will not owe each other in the future." Ye Qianhe roared with great awe.
"Who said that each owes nothing, you owe a life, do I want you to pay it back?" Ling Chuxi looked at Ye Qianhe strangely and said.
"You..." Ye Qianhe was forbearing the pain, pretending to be generous and righteous, even knowing that Ling Chuxi didn't appreciate it, a look that looked like an idiot, and he couldn't help but feel angry.
"It seems that the lesson you learned last ti was not enough. After living so many years, even if the strength is poor, even if you have a thick skin, why don't you even have a little eyesight, don't you know my strength? You think it's just She, can you kill ?" Ling Chuxi said that she hated iron.
"I, I..." Ye Qianhe's head, which was just right up against the sky, was lowered and lowered by Ling Chuxi, and it was almost attached to his chest. This ti I wanted to be great once, to be a good person, Even if he died, he died vigorously.
Who knows what Ling Chuxi said, his behavior is not only nothing great, it is almost like a fool.
Ye Qianhe suddenly had an impulse and simply let go, let Qingling Yan poke the death of Ling Chuxi with a sword.
"Qingling Yan, do you really hate so much?" Ling Chuxi ignored Ye Qianhui no more, slowly pulled out his long sword, and said coldly. Never kill people easily, otherwise, Ye Qianhe will not be missed twice before. But today, it is really a murderous opportunity.
I used to think that Qing Lingyan was just ntally abnormal, but now it seems that she is crazy and completely crazy.
A layer of non-existent breath flowed out of her. Although it was still covered in blood, it seed to have a special spiritual aning. Dancing in clothes, like stepping between clouds, lingering in the world.
Qingling Yan's complexion changed greatly, impossible, impossible, isn't she already seriously injured? How could there be such a breath, such a breath, she only felt it in her grandmother's body, that is the breath of Tianyuan Realm. How could Ling Chuxi be promoted to Tianyuan realm? When did you get promoted? Qing Lingyan couldn't figure it out.
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