The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1439
The big man was taken aback, and at first he was a little flustered, wondering whether Leng Wuyou was really like what he said, Sanling San was useless to him, but when he saw his pale face again, he relaxed again in one breath.

It seems that this guy finally can't hold on anymore.

He just said, he has personally tested the things given by the employer, how could there be any problems?

The guesses before the relationship are all correct, Leng Wuyou's calm and icy appearance is really just pretending, it turns out that he is already at the end of his strength.

This pretending was so real that it almost fooled him.

"Hahaha, Mr. Leng, you finally can't pretend anymore."

The big man smiled slyly, with an extremely arrogant attitude, "How does Sanling San taste? Isn't it very refreshing?"

The big man laughed unscrupulously, and even the people he brought were laughing one by one, as if they were about to shed tears.

"Tsk, look at your little face. I really feel pity for that pale face. It's a pity. If the employer didn't tell me to get rid of you quickly, I really want to take good care of you."

The dark eyes of the big man wandered over Leng Wuyou, and the curve of the corner of his mouth was extremely obscene and extremely disgusting.

Leng Wuyou's complexion turned cold instantly, even though she was extremely pale at this time, with no spiritual power coming out of her body, and she looked weak like an ordinary person, but the aura on her body was still very frightening.

But knowing that Leng Wuyou is now a paper tiger, he is not afraid at all, and his eyes are even more unscrupulous.

When he shot at Leng Wuyou again, this time he shot more fiercely.

At the same time, he kept saying extremely insulting words in his mouth, while the other hand was still intending to touch Leng Wuyou's face.

Leng Wuyou's eyes were extremely sharp, like the death scythe in the hands of the god of death, "Your eyes are really disgusting, if you look at them again, I will dig your eyes out."

"Also, take your hand away from me. If your hand touches me, I don't mind chopping your hand off and letting you eat it yourself."

Leng Wuyou's face was hidden in the darkness, no one could see her expression, but they could hear the anger and her intention to kill from her words.

The killing intent seemed to be condensed into substance, like a ghost crawling out of the nether hell, it made people tremble with fear.

And this time not only the big man was frightened, but even Zi Yingying was frightened.

She also didn't expect that Leng Wuyou was obviously at a disadvantage, but the aura on her body made people dare not ignore it.

Where did he get the confidence to be so domineering and arrogant when he had no backhand strength?

Zi Yingying couldn't figure it out, the big guy couldn't figure it out, and the person hiding in the dark couldn't figure it out even more.

Because they wouldn't have thought that Leng Wuyou actually didn't have such a loose spirit powder at all.

"Don't waste time, get rid of him quickly." The man hiding in the dark frowned, he looked at Leng Wuyou, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, feeling that something was about to happen, he frowned Lips, heart, it's better to solve it quickly, lest things change if it's too late.

Therefore, a slight wave of spiritual consciousness passed through the air and entered the big man's divine sea, causing the big man to pause slightly.

In the next moment, the big man's face was full of flesh and twisted together ferociously. He stepped forward suddenly, and when no one expected it, he launched his strongest blow at Leng Wuyou.

Since the employer said that he should get rid of the boy as soon as possible, then he should just kill him directly.

The big knife in the big man's hand was covered with a layer of red fighting spirit at this moment, and he slashed towards Leng Wuyou with a loud shout.

This knife, the sharp edge of the knife, seemed to tear the space, so that those who were close to Leng Wuyou couldn't help but be shocked by the knife energy.

Just when the saber air was less than three feet away from Leng Wuyou, Leng Wuyou slowly raised his hand.

White and slender fingertips, well-defined joints, and round nails with a touch of powder, they are really beautiful.

(End of this chapter)