The years of being Long Aotian's fiancee

Chapter 27

A few people walked out of this demon cave that had been killed by the moonlight of the next day. The famous duel field in the southeast region had never been so quiet for several years. It was as quiet as an ordinary small village in the world. carnival.

The beautiful woman who has been captive for an unknown period of time looks up at the full moon outside the mountain, no matter how low the temperature in the mountain is, it cannot quench her fiery mood

Finally... finally able to leave this ghost place.

Seeing the straight man's back in front of him and the slender red in his arms, Qiao'er quickened her pace and said gratefully: "My lord, I..."

"Shut up." The man turned his body slightly, his brows were extremely low, and his volume was also extremely low.

Qiao'er took a closer look, and found that the seductive beauty who had been silent in the man's arms fell asleep at some point, with her hands curled up on her chest and tightly hugging the red monster.The wound should still be painful, and the eyebrows are curled in a "horoscope" shape, as if he was wronged in his dream.

Qiao'er took a few steps back in a sensible way, habitually walking in the shadows without making a sound.

Han Zheng carried Xia Ying in his arms and didn't go back to their residence, but walked towards Gengshan.After choosing a flat place, Han Zheng released his puppet king to set up a tent, handed Xia Ying in who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and grabbed Gan Ganling's big ears skillfully to pull him out of his arms

It seems that one person and one pig were extremely tired, and they didn't wake up from such a big movement. Instead, they lay on the soft cushion and slept even more deeply.

The male protagonist just sat by the mat for a while, and the blood on his body stained the edges red. Some men with cleanliness lowered their brows in displeasure, but he didn't leave immediately, and sat where he was

rare hesitation

After thinking for a while, Han Zheng still sighed, and decisively pushed aside the shattered skirt on Xia Ying's leg, revealing the wound that hadn't been bandaged yet.He gently touched the wound with his movements, and used a little spiritual power to explore the situation.

Raising his fingertips to look at the powder covered in the wound, Han Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the yellow powder stained on his fingertips with some interest.

This hemostatic medicine is superb, but he has never seen the ingredients in it

There are many secrets in the little things.The male protagonist smiled in a good mood, and applied some ointment on the wound to promote the healing of the wound, and then simply made a small closed barrier

After dealing with Xia Ying, he left the tent, Han Zheng glanced at the petite woman standing at the door with unkempt hair, and strode towards the woods on the left

"Follow me." There was irreversible coercion in the determined tone

Qiao'er had no choice but to follow closely.

Even the moonlight could not shine into the pitch-black dense forest, and the figure of the man looked like some kind of dangerous devil in the shadowy black forest, and the suffocating sense of oppression almost swallowed Qiao'er.

"My...little brother? She seems to be very interested in you." Leaning against the tree trunk, Han Zheng casually said while watching the movement around the tent: "She knows you?"

"My lord, Miss and I have never met before. I am just a refugee from the southeast region." Qiao'er's voice was still hoarse, and the number of times she spoke in just one day has surpassed that in the past year.

The male protagonist didn't answer, tilted his head to look at the puppet king outside the tent, and threw a stone there to test its acuity

But Qiaoer absolutely believes that the unfathomable man in front of her is considering the authenticity of her words

"Do you want to become stronger?" The man said again abruptly, still without giving Qiaoer a look. People who don't know the truth may even think that he is talking to himself

Qiao'er raised her head, her eyes shot out fierce hatred, she gritted her teeth and replied, "My lord, I want to become stronger!"

It seemed that strong emotions had affected the male protagonist. He looked back at the woman with blue eyes and smiled softly, "How much sacrifice is it worth?"

"My lord, you can take everything, everything you like, as long as it makes me stronger." The woman seemed to be a little crazy, and the bloodthirsty and cruelty in her eyes made her look like a living person

"Very good, drink this." Han Zheng seemed very satisfied with Qiao'er's state, and handed her a small black and red bottle

Qiao'er didn't ask anything, just took it and drank it without even having time to taste the flavor.

Not intending to explain anything to the woman, Han Zheng waited quietly for a while with his chest in his arms.

"Ugh!!" Qiao'er, who had suffered countless injuries, couldn't help but growl a few times, the pain overflowing from the depths of her body almost soaked through every bone seam, especially her entire back. The smell of the soldering iron repeatedly burning on it

The temperature dropped very low in the autumn nights of "Sha", and the towering black trees swayed like ghosts, and the few rays of fire projected from the flat lakeside printed a terrifying shadow in the bushes.At that moment, I don't know whether it is the biting woods that are more terrifying or the indescribable shadow that makes people creepy.

The man's cold voice sounded as calm as before: "If you want to be loyal, you don't even tell the truth." Although it was a reprimand, no anger could be heard

Qiaoer can no longer be called a personal "human being".A pair of pink-purple sharp limbs protruded from her back. Each thing that resembled the forelimbs of a praying mantis had three limbs, waving fiercely behind her back. On the side of the knife is a row of fine serrations. If such a biological weapon is cut on the body of a cultivator, it can easily bring down a large piece of flesh and blood even without adding spiritual power.

This is a natural killer weapon!

"My lord...forgive me..." Her most shady secret was stripped away. Qiao'er had never felt that her defenses were so weak. Thinking of all these years, she had suffered so much to hide her strangeness. After the humiliating experience, Qiao'er couldn't help but feel sour. She calmed down her emotions as much as possible and said respectfully:

"My lord, I'm afraid you think I'm a monster."

It seems that a man would never let go of his posture to comfort a beautiful woman because of a woman's weakness. Han Zheng was as ruthless as a cold stone, and he said without any surprise: "You still have two pairs of worm blades to grow, you should be a monster from the demon world." A member of the orchid mantis royal family."

Qiao'er can't speak. In fact, since she was born, she was taken by the old man who protected her to run around in the human world, hiding and hiding, and she can't be safe all day long.

Later, when I came to Xia City alone, I was taken captive into the duel field. Because of her blue eyes and superior face, that beauty brought her endless disasters in the duel field. She was even controlled so that she could not disfigure her face. , You can’t commit suicide, you can only endure it day after day until you are killed or taken away by the strong

Today, the person who helped her regain her freedom told her that she came from the Lingji demon world and was from the royal family.

Haha, it's so ridiculous.With tears in her eyes, Qiaoer seemed to be crying and smiling, and said vaguely, "My lord, no matter who I am, I want to live, and I want to kill all those who have bullied me!"

"It's easy to say," Han Zheng's tone was as if a small Lingshi transaction had been made, and his deep voice seemed like an evil god was thinking about some contract: "I need an assassination army to protect her and kill people by the way, if you want Bow your head and proclaim yourself a minister, in the future I will take you back to the capital of the monster clan, is there a deal?"

The woman who had never been taken seriously opened her eyes wide and looked at the devil in front of her, but any ordinary and rational person would probably laugh out loud when she heard Han Zheng's promise.

A boy who can be said to be in the prime of life, actually threatened to take the king of the demon world with him to cross the catastrophe?

But the woman seemed to be unconscious and moved forward, knelt heavily on the ground and said solemnly: "My lord, I will protect the safety of the young lady with my life, even if you don't take me back to the demon world, Qiao'er's future will be at your disposal. "

Han Zheng smiled with satisfaction. He was stingy with giving ordinary people his patience and trust. The medicine he just gave Qiaoer could make him crush the woman in front of him at any time, even if she later cultivated to ascension.

"You should be the best hunter in the dark, take it and learn it, and you are not allowed to show up unless you are summoned." He casually threw this exercise beside the pious kneeling woman, he turned and left after speaking, and finally A sentence drifted in with the night wind: "Wash your body clean."

Qiao'er grabbed a beautiful set of exercise scrolls, so excited that she couldn't hold her hands, she knelt down in this gloomy forest and burst into tears.

Inside the tent, the beauty in red moved uncomfortably, Yingying's originally stretched brow furrowed violently, and her thin red lips muttered a few words:

"Brother Zheng...Brother...where are you running..." Suddenly, Xia Ying turned over, and Xia Ying, who was sleeping dishonestly, rolled out of the mat and woke up immediately!

The expression on the face of the femme fatale with cold and stern features is blank. The contrast between ferocity and stupefaction even makes people wonder if the body and soul are one person, but Yingying is too lazy to manage the expression. He puts down when he sees Gan Gan Ling sleeping beside him Xin, raised his head and looked around, it looked like a small tent

Where is this?Where's Brother Zheng?

Xia Ying, who had a bad feeling in his heart, supported his arms and got up. The pain from his legs was no longer so severe. He lowered his head and took a quick look at the skirt, and found that the wound seemed to grow quite a lot, so he didn't study it anymore. He took out a crutch worth three hundred spirit stones from his treasure chest spirit ring, and limped out.

"Boom." Before Xia Ying stepped out of the tent, a hill-like shadow stood in front of her like a wall. The puppet king blocked him with a face ashamed, but did not speak.

Welcome to look at this future leader of the famous Necromancer Legion. The current low-profile version of the puppet king has not yet formed a spiritual consciousness. It is just a collection of "objects". respond.

But Xia Ying knew that he could understand some specific words during the period of practicing sword with the puppet king, so he tentatively asked, "Where is the master?"

The puppet pointed to a direction. There was a dark forest on the left side of the tent, but there was a lake right in front of it. Tonight's moon illuminated the lake very brightly. Xia Ying guessed that brother Zheng should go to the lake to practice and heal his wounds, so he lowered his head got out

The puppet's pre-set instructions did not include violence to stop the little beauty, blocking Xia Ying with his body was already the limit.It looked directly at the slim figure who was walking in a bit of a hurry, and an expression slowly appeared on the zombie face that had never changed

That's called, Xia Ying, you ask for blessings.