Update time: 2013-09-26
After Ximen Qianxue took the healing medicine, her complexion improved a lot. Ding Hao's Heavenly Fire Xuanqi was still in her body to support her. The painful feeling was suppressed. She gently adjusted her clothes, stood up slowly, and calmly Looking at Ding Hao quietly, he said: "Junior Brother Ding, you are... very powerful!"
A simple sentence, but it clearly expressed the concern and worry in her heart.
It is not easy for a girl as indifferent as her to say such words.
Ding Hao gently held her hand, and a steady stream of Heavenly Fire profound energy poured into her body along Ximen Qianxue, constantly nourishing and moisturizing the destroyed profound energy channel. A smile appeared on his face, and he said confidently: " When have I ever done something I wasn’t sure about?”
Ximen Qianxue was stunned.
Yes, if you think about it carefully, Ding Hao has created too many miracles since he entered the sect. Each time, he reversed the situation in seemingly impossible situations, so that he has been silently paying attention to and from behind. Blessing Ding Hao himself, he had unknowingly started to blindly worship and believe in this junior fellow apprentice.
Since he said he was sure, he must be someone he could defeat!
Ximen Qianxue said nothing more.
The square-faced young man next to him was inspired by Ding Hao's invincible aura. He thought for a while, raised his eyebrows, and said extremely seriously: "Little brother, I don't have enough strength, so I may not be able to help you then." What a favor, but I, Qin Ke, am definitely not a person who is greedy for life and fearful of death and never repays his kindness. The battle will start soon, and I can help you take care of this girl. Don't worry, even if I die, I will never let anyone get close to her. .”
Ding Hao turned his head and looked at him carefully, his eyes as sharp as lightning.
Qin Keyi's expression was serious.
"Okay," Ding Hao patted him on the shoulder, "Remember what you said."
Qin Ke also felt a stream of hot air pouring into his body along his shoulders, and then he was surprised to find that Yuan Ming's suppression of his own strength in this area was instantly weakened, and the profound energy he could move was restored again. Returned to the Xiantian Wuzong.
How did he do that
Qin Ke also couldn't see through Ding Hao at all.
In fact, he is also very curious about the relationship between Ding Hao and Ximen Qianxue. Why is Ding Hao so powerful and mysterious, but as a senior sister, Ximen Qianxue's strength is very low, and she is probably only in the realm of innate martial arts. The relationship between this man and a woman is somewhat Ambiguity, which sect does it come from
"Let's go."
Ding Hao held Ximen Qianxue's little hand, continuously injecting strength and heading out of the corridor.
Ding Hao walked along the corridor of more than 500 meters very slowly. It took him a full stick of incense to reach the ground. Ximen Qianxue's strength was crippled. After walking only a short distance, dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. respite.
His eyes lit up.
The three finally walked out of the underground prison.
It was already twilight, and the sky in the distance showed the white color of fish belly.
The first time he stepped out of the dungeon, Ding Hao's eyes were slightly suffocated, and then a very happy smile appeared on his face, as if he had encountered something good. However, Qin Keyi, who had been following behind him, suddenly In an instant, his expression suddenly changed, and his expression immediately became tense.
because-
The exit of the dungeon was densely packed with people.
There were at least forty or fifty disciples, fully armed, looking at the three of them with a sneer, like sparrows falling into a trap. They were surrounded by a young man wearing a purple robe, who had an extremely handsome face. He was handsome, but unfortunately his tall hooked nose and a sinister and cruel smile that always hung at the corner of his mouth ruined his whole temperament.
He sat on an extremely heavy chair, resting his elbows on the armrests of the chair to support his chin, yawning out of boredom, and looked up at Ding Hao and the others, his eyes cold and cruel.
The four people who had escaped before were beaten with bruises on their noses and faces, and bleeding from the corners of their mouths. They were handcuffed and shackled again, and lay on the ground like dead dogs in front of the chair of the young man in purple robe. The young man's feet stepped on the faces of two of them.
"Yawn... you finally came out." The young man in purple robe yawned again and laughed sarcastically: "I thought someone was so bold and dared to break into my camp dungeon. It turned out to be a poor little Mouse, it’s really disappointing that I’ve had to wait so long... it’s boring!”
"Hehe, kid, you never expected it. You thought you were unnoticed, but you were discovered in the end..." A ferocious look appeared on the face of the bearded man in white robe. When he saw Ding Hao holding Ximen Qianxue's hand, he deliberately Pretending to be enlightened, Jie Jie smiled strangely and said: "No wonder this little bitch would rather die than serve me. It turns out that she has a pretty boy, haha, that's interesting!"
The others burst into laughter.
It is no secret among these disciples that senior brother Duan De and Duan with beards likes women, but Ximen Qianxue is indeed outstanding in beauty. What is even more rare is that her holy and dignified temperament makes people feel ashamed of themselves and can't help but feel guilty. The urge to press her down and fuck her hard. For any man, desecrating and humiliating her sanctity is enough to make their blood boil.
Ding Hao's eyes fell on the white-robed and bearded Hu Duande.
It was this guy who tyrannically took away the food and wine from Tian Neng and Li Ting last night, and beat them back with serious injuries.
"Is it him?" Ding Hao asked gently.
Ximen Qianxue nodded.
"Haha, boy, what's the matter? What do you mean, do you want to take revenge for your little lover?" Duan De** smiled and touched his beard, and said jokingly: "Who do you think you are? Tell the truth. , I have to thank you very much, wouldn’t you, my little lover, rather die than give in? Jiejie, wait a while and when I break your legs and make you lie on the ground unable to get up, I’ll have to see what you, my little lover, will do. In order to save you, she won’t obediently crawl to my bed and beg me to fuck her!”
A hint of anger finally appeared on Ximen Qianxue's face.
"Oh, break your legs?" Ding Hao nodded calmly: "That sounds like a good idea indeed."
The words have not yet finished.
Everyone felt blurred and didn't know what was going on.
The next moment, a cry of surprise came, followed by a pitiful howl like a slaughtered pig.
A thick smell of blood assaulted his nostrils.
When everyone looked at it again, they were stunned to find that Duan De, who was originally so arrogant, was snatched out of the crowd by Ding Hao in an instant. One of his legs was bent backwards at 90 degrees, and the white bone stubble penetrated through it. Flesh and blood were pierced out from inside the clothes, and large amounts of blood spurted out from the broken wounds, staining the ground red...
Everyone shuddered in unison.
This kind of injury is really terrible.
The severe pain made Duan De's face almost deformed. He held his broken leg with both hands and howled like a pig. Tears and snot flowed down at this moment. It was too miserable to watch.
quick!
It's so fast!
In that flash of lightning just now, no one saw how Ding Hao did it. With so many disciples, they had no time to react or rescue, and were captured by Ding Hao before their eyes. And the key was Duan De is also a strong man in the realm of King Wu, but he can't even resist for a moment...
The sinister young man in purple robe, who had been sitting on the chair without interest, had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he laughed: "Haha, it's interesting. I didn't expect it to be a biting rat. I haven't beaten a rat for a long time... I’m lucky today and can have some fun!”
When the surrounding disciples heard this, their expressions suddenly changed and their hearts became numb.
They knew very well what senior brother Ning Xiaohu meant by 'playing'.
That means that every bone and every trace of flesh and blood in your body will be torn apart bit by bit. You will see your body being crushed into meat paste with your own eyes. Before you die, you will feel an indescribable feeling. The pain and fear, that kind of feeling will definitely make you hate why you came to this world.
There used to be countless tough men who cried bitterly and begged for death in front of Senior Brother Ning Xiaohu's methods but failed.
Why is Ning Xiaohu’s title called this? It not only refers to his terrifying strength, but also a metaphor. His method of torturing people is so terrifying and vicious that even if the sky falls in his hands, it will be torn apart. Marks that will never heal.
Ning Xiaohu has always been only interested in strong people.
The genius who tortured and killed the strong man made his blood boil.
Very ordinary words, when spoken from Ning Xiaohu's mouth, always have a chilling and eerie feeling.
Qin Keyi, who was standing behind Ding Hao, looked uncertain, and he couldn't help but feel infinite fear in his heart.
But Ding Hao never looked at Ning Xiaohu. His eyes fell on Duan De, who was wailing like a slaughtered pig at his feet. His expression was terrifyingly calm, and he said softly: "Senior Sister Ximen, I remember he said just now, It was to break both legs. One of them is broken now. You must not feel that it is right to relieve your anger..."
The words fell.
Click!
Ding Hao stretched out his foot and stepped on Duan De's other leg.
The sound of broken bones sounded clearly, and white bone stubble and blood flew out. Duan De's other leg was crushed directly at the knee and turned into a pulp. Only some white tendons were still faintly connected, and the entire leg was almost It was completely trampled, even the bones were broken into powder like sand!
Duan De's face was full of fear.
He didn't seem to react at the first moment, staring blankly at his broken leg. After three or four breaths, he let out a beast-like howl, which was simply not a sound that a human could make, and he wailed frantically. got up.
The expression on Ning Huxiao's face froze for a moment.
Before he could say anything, he heard Ding Hao say again: "How dare you, a guy with such a despicable character, to covet my senior sister Ximen? If I kill you directly, it will be an advantage for you. Senior sister Ximen thinks that torturing you has soiled her." Hands, I won’t. Before you die, I will let you know that there is something more terrifying than death in this world!”
The words fell.
Ding Hao stepped out again.
Poof!
It sounded like an egg being crushed.
Duan De's crotch suddenly turned red, and blood spurted out. Every man understood what that meant. Some of the disciples who saw this scene subconsciously covered their crotches.
"enough!"
Ning Huxiao finally stood up with a sullen expression.
I know many brothers are very resentful about the update time.
I don’t know what’s going on. Something is wrong with my current state. Maybe I stay up late continuously and my energy can’t keep up. I open the file and face the blank, and my mind is also blank. I was supposed to update it in advance this afternoon, but unexpectedly I just sat in front of the computer for four or five hours and wrote less than a thousand words. The plot came very smoothly, but I just couldn't express it. I seemed to have lost my thinking ability, and then I suffered from a splitting headache due to neurasthenia...
I'm trying to adjust it, but it's not working.
Xiaoyao asked me to take a day or two off to rest, but I felt that I couldn't do it. After 11 o'clock these two nights, Sister Dao would urge me to go to bed quickly. I was preparing to have a baby, and the doctor told me to exercise and get enough sleep and rest. However, I always felt that I couldn't leave the computer until I finished writing. I'm sorry to everyone, so I kept on writing, and it was around one or two o'clock in the evening several times.
I also saw the resentment in the book review section. I felt aggrieved and apologetic. I hope I can adjust to it in a few days.
It's a bit of a vicious cycle.
Finally, having said all this, thank you all for your support.