Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

Regarding this, Han Wuling just quietly watched the eyes of Jiang Chengnu and Xiang Lijing. After all, although Han Wuling was young, he was also considered a cunning and cunning person.

If someone uses this to let him drill in the next round, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Eyes can't lie, and Xiang Lijing's eyes are full of hatred, because of hatred, the eyeballs are bloodshot.

And in Jiang Chengnv's eyes, there is also the hatred of not being outdone...

Just when Xianglijing's palm was about to fall on Jiang Chengnu, Han Wuling moved, and his black robe fluttered with the breeze.

Flicking in front of Jiang Chengnv, Han Wuling squatted down slightly.

He stretched out his palm and caught Xiangli Jing's palm.

The palms of the two were clapped together, and in an instant, a huge fluctuation came from the gap between the palms. This fluctuation was like a gust of breeze, but it contained a powerful force that could destroy the world.

In the world, there was darkness, and it seemed that only Han Wuling and Xianglijing were left.

Han Wuling put his left hand behind his back, and his right hand met Xiangli Jing's hand like a thin willow supporting the wind. From the beginning to the end, he was extremely indifferent, looking at Xiangli Jing with a faint smile on his face.

And Xiangli Jing's body was like a floating snowflake in mid-air, with his palm bent on Han Wuling's.

A raging flame seemed to be burning on his palm, and this raging flame should have entered Han Wuling's palm from his palm.

But Han Wuling's palm was like a piece of glass, the raging flame could only burn in Xianglijing's hand, and it couldn't touch Han Wuling at all.

In a blink of an eye, Xianglijing's head and forehead were covered with sweat.

On the other hand, Han Wuling looked like a breeze, with a smile on his face.

It seems that he is not palm-to-hand with someone now, but drinking tea and chatting with Xiang Lijing. "Elder Xiangli, I haven't seen you for so many years, why are you still standing still?"

Han Wuling smiled lightly, although these words sounded a bit ironic.

But there was no irony in his eyes and smile, as if this was the simplest sentence.

Xiangli Jing blushed, met Shang Han Wuling's eyes, and said: "Darkness Zuoshi, you and I have never had any contact and have no grievances, so why bother meddling? Today, I'm sorry for my granddaughter if I don't kill this girl! "

Saying that, Xiang Lijing glared at Jiang Chengnv, and Jiang Chengnv stared back without any timidity.

Han Wuling nodded slightly, he admired Jiang Chengnu's timidity.

He could sense that Jiang Chengnv's strength was only around that of a hell magician, but Xiangli Jing was a real supreme powerhouse.

Ordinary hell illusory masters would have been so frightened that their legs limp when facing the supreme powerhouse, and she was able to stare back. I have to say that this is a kind of courage. "The enemy of your dragon clan is the friend of my blood clan. I must save this woman today."

Han Wuling said, the gentle smile on his face deepened as he spoke.Xiangli Jingqi blew his beard and stared, and he kept infusing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his palm, but his spiritual energy of heaven and earth could not enter Han Wuling's palm at all.

In other words, his aura of heaven and earth couldn't attack Han Wuling at all.

If this continues, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his dantian will be exhausted, and the result of victory and defeat seems to be visible.

"Cough... poof..."

Jiang Chengnv sat on the ground, she supported the ground with one hand, and put one hand on her chest.She coughed violently at first, which seemed to cough up her lungs.