On the innocent little face, there was a sweet smile, but every word that came out of her mouth was like a knife cutting the throat, half an inch from the artery, but it cut the person so hard that he couldn't breathe. Such sharp and harsh words contained a mockery, just like him just now.
But now, the situation has been reversed.
She, who was despised, acted arrogantly; he, who was arrogant, was completely despised.
She loves to trample on the self-esteem of her enemies.
That's right, she is a vicious person. To those who are ruthless to her, she will not consider the means, but only care about the result, which is to make the other party suffer unforgettable pain!
"No, don't kill me, I can give you the Purple Spirit Flower, don't kill me..."
Although he lost, he understood this truth.
Right now, the most important thing is to save your life. As for dignity, it is only based on the premise of being alive.
"Purple Spirit Flower?" Ling'er curled her lips into a smile and spoke in a very slow tone.
Seeing Ling'er's interest, the old man in blue lowered his eyes and a sinister look flashed across his eyes.
"That's right, the Purple Spirit Flower is a rare treasure that only appears once in a thousand years. As long as you let me go, I will give it to you."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, there was a "bang" sound.
"You! How dare you hit me?"
The damned little devil actually whipped him.
"What is the Purple Spirit Flower?"
What is this? What is this
His tone was light, as if what he was talking about was a piece of worthless trash.
The Purple Spirit Flower is a rare treasure that only appears once in a thousand years. How many spiritual practitioners are scrambling to get it, even risking their lives!
She actually asked what it was...
Ling'er's words almost made the old man faint without being able to catch his breath.
"You hurt my people. Let alone one purple flower, even if you had a thousand or ten thousand purple flowers, even if you took out all the treasures in the world, it would not be enough to offset the anger in my heart!"
The clear childish voice carries an unignorable sharpness in her tone. She protects her shortcomings and is cruel, but she never deliberately disguises it, nor does she bother to pretend.
Even if the whole world says she is a bad woman, she doesn't care as long as the people she cares about are safe.
Just like the song goes, "People laugh at me for being crazy, I laugh at them for not seeing through me."
Seeing Ling'er getting angry for him, Hong Yan felt so happy.
His spirit is still the best. It is wild, proud and arrogant enough!
"This incident is not my fault at all. It was that bead that tried to steal my purple spirit flower. I hurt him just to protect my things."
That one
Fuck that one.
Although Hong Yan is indeed the Fire Spirit Pearl, she doesn't like to hear others use the word "one" to describe him.
He stretched out his hand and whipped again.
With a "slap" sound, it landed right on his mouth.
"Ling, don't listen to what that old guy said. I just got here and they surrounded me. They even said they wanted to arrest me!"
Hearing the old man slandering him, Hong Yan immediately spoke up to defend himself.
In fact, he didn't need to defend himself at all, because Ling'er's belief was that anyone who hurt her had to pay the price, no matter who was right or wrong!
"You! I can apologize about your friend." As long as the little devil could loosen his restraints, he would send both of them to see the King of Hell.
The pink lips curled up into a strange smile, and there was a murderous look in the purple eyes.
"Oh, sorry, it's God's business to forgive you, and all I can do is send you to see God!"
As soon as the words fell, the little hand grasped in the air.
"The power of destruction!"
"No!"
With a tragic "No", the five people imprisoned by Ling'er instantly lost their breath and fell to the ground.
"Ling, I didn't expect you to be so powerful."
Seeing that all the enemies were dead, Hong Yan said with a playful look on his face.
If he remembered correctly, when he first met Ling'er, her spiritual power was only at level five.
But now, in just a few days, she has reached the peak of level ten.
This cultivation speed is a bit too scary...
Ling'er didn't answer, but turned around and walked to Hong Yan.
The murderous look in his eyes was no longer there, but the anger still remained.
The amethyst-like eyes remained motionless, staring at Hong Yan.
"Well, even if I'm handsome, you don't have to keep staring at me, right?"
That strange look gave Hong Yan a bad feeling. He felt that her anger was directed at him.
He subconsciously reached out and scratched the back of his head.
What is going on? Can someone explain it to him
"If I had come a second later, you would have died with them!"
The calm voice, without any emotional ups and downs, made people feel very stressed. The little face lost its usual playfulness and was replaced by a seriousness that was not in line with its age.
If she had come a second later, if she had made a mistake in judgment, if she...
Any assumption would be like a sharp knife, stabbing her heart.
Hong Yan, this damn little brat, how could he be like this...
“Um… No way…” Hong Yan knew that she was really angry this time.
She knew...
He reached out and pulled Ling'er's collar.
"Hey, Ling, don't be so serious. I know I'm wrong, isn't that enough? If there's a next time, I will..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a cold gaze staring at him, chilling him to the bone.
"How dare you do it again!" She slowly opened her lips, her eyes calm, and her calm tone contained one part of anger and nine parts of warning.
Damn little brat, if he dares to do it again she will kill him!
"I dare not, I dare not, I absolutely dare not, I swear on my face!" Knowing that Ling'er was angry, Hong Yan smiled innocently, just like a good baby, shook his head quickly, and then stretched out his hand to swear.
“…” Swear with your face
She really wanted to ask him, do you still have any shame? You lost it all a long time ago!
But due to the serious atmosphere, she endured it.
"Are you feeling better?" Ling'er squatted down and reached out to feel his pulse.
The pulse has basically stabilized, and he can treat the remaining internal injuries on his own.
"Yeah, it's okay. If my body hadn't shrunk, I would have killed those bastards with one blow."
Oh, look at his little arms and legs, it makes me cry just talking about it.
"But what was that black energy just now? If it hadn't broken the black power, we would have died together today." (To be continued)