lost book

Chapter 27
"Collapse! Collapse! Collapse!" A series of sounds like the sound of strings bursting, Jiang Ping spat out a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, and his whole body became weak. Jiang Ping, enduring the pain in his body, plunged into the dense forest.

Jiang Ping hid around the traps set up by Cui Houzi and others. He planned to rely on these traps to delay the time for a while, so as to buy himself a chance to escape.

But Jiang Ping missed one thing, that is the flying sword controlled by Shan Xiongfeng, "嗡~" the crisp sound of the sword sounded, Jiang Ping's face changed, and he leaned forward to avoid the flying sword.

Jiang Ping dodged the sword, and did not dare to relax in the slightest. Enduring the severe pain in his body, he ran straight to the depths of the dense forest, "Swoosh!" It rang in my ears.

"Not good!" Jiang Ping's expression changed, and he didn't even bother to draw the sword. He blocked the sword with its scabbard in front of him, "Crack!"

The bright silver long sword blocked Shan Xiongfeng's flying sword, but only for a moment, the flying sword pierced through the steel sword and shot out from Jiang Ping's body, "Pfft!" Jiang Ping spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with some broken pieces Piece.

The originally bright eyes dimmed, and his body fell to the ground weakly. Jiang Ping stared blankly at the front, full of unwillingness and sadness in his heart. If he could be stronger, maybe he would be in a different situation up.

Jiang Ping was pinched by the throat of Shan Xiongfeng, who arrived late, and raised his whole body: "Oh, Jiang Ping, I have to say, you are indeed a genius. I am jealous and scared of you with high talents! You just After two years of cultivation, I have the strength of a first-rank warrior, if I start later, I'm afraid it will not be so easy to kill you." Shan Xiongfeng said with a ferocious face.

"Do you think that I used Moon Soul Grass as bait this time just to deal with those two old fellows? If I just lured them, I could definitely use Xiantian Spirit Grass to lure them. That thing is much more attractive than Moon Soul Grass." .”

"Although these two old guys are in the realm of Qi training, they have always been under my control. I can take their lives anytime I want, but you are different. You are like a cunning rabbit. If you don't take something to lure you, you How could you take the bait?"

Shan Xiongfeng patted Jiang Ping's face with a smile, as if admiring a perfect work of art: "Don't worry, you are not the first genius who died in my hands. Before you, I killed many, many, like you Such a pompous teenage genius."

Jiang Ping glared at Shan Xiongfeng, because his throat was strangled, it was difficult to even breathe, his face was flushed, and he couldn't say a word: "Hey, yes, yes, it is this kind of look, this kind of anger , despair, and reluctance mixed with each other's eyes are really enjoyable!"

Shan Xiongfeng laughed almost madly, the hand holding Jiang Ping's throat suddenly exerted strength, and his throat was broken. Jiang Ping tilted his head, and black and red blood flowed out of his mouth without a sound.

"Quack quack! No. 90!" Shan Xiongfeng covered his face, laughed strangely, and rubbed his face vigorously with Jiang Ping's blood-stained hands. The blood left a hideous stain on his face. Shan Xiongfeng threw Jiang Ping out forcefully, and Jiang Ping rolled down the slope of the dense forest into the depths of the dense forest.

Shanxiongfeng picked up the broken long sword left by Jiang Ping on the ground, and carefully stored it away. This is a hobby of Shanxiongfeng. Whenever he kills a genius he cultivated, he will collect the other person. weapons.

In Shanxiongfeng's view, the fall of a genius is his greatest consolation. Whenever he sees these broken weapons, he always thinks of the genius who was tortured and killed by himself. Only then can he find the so-called happiness.

Shan Xiongfeng held the broken long sword, his body was trembling with excitement, but he didn't notice that after he left, Jiang Ping, who was supposed to be dead, twitched strangely.

Not long after Shan Xiongfeng left, a white shadow flashed across the dense forest, and the little white fox landed next to Jiang Ping's body, with human annoyance on his face: "It's over! It's over! How did this little bastard die? If I'm dead, where can I find such pure yang energy!"

"If I had known it, I wouldn't have let him go out and wander around. It would be great to raise him as a cauldron!" The little fox circled around Jiang Ping angrily, and Jiang Ping's body suddenly twitched, "Huh? Didn't die?" The little fox He looked at Jiang Ping in surprise.

A ray of spiritual consciousness penetrated into Jiang Ping's body, and the little fox's face became weird. He was obviously not even in the realm of Qi training, but he developed a spiritual consciousness. Strangely, it began to repair itself, but the speed of repair was extremely slow.

The little fox circled around Jiang Ping a few times, then gritted his teeth suddenly, and made up his mind: "Forget it, for the sake of Yang Qi, I, Bai Liuli, will just be a merciful fox fairy!"

Bai Liuli made up her mind and stood on top of Jiang Ping's head, a ball of white light appeared on her body, surrounding her fox body, the white light became bigger and bigger, a slender beautiful leg stepped out of the white light, and then the white light dissipated, Bai Liuli revealed her human body.

(End of this chapter)