The metaphysics princess fortune-telling spirit, the abstinent and cruel king is addicted to pets

Chapter 300 Chapter 300: Don't Kill

Yue Su's eyes flickered, and he understood the principle of striking first, so he immediately rushed forward and drew his sword to attack.

Fast and hard!

He wanted to seal his throat with a sword!
The blade was sharp, and there was a rustling sound of breaking wind.

Nan Li raised her eyebrows, she didn't move, but her figure disappeared in an instant.

Yue Su's sword blade cut into the air, and he was still wondering where Nan Li had gone, when there was movement behind him.

Based on his many years of fighting experience, before he could turn around, the sword in his hand had already been chopped off.

But the breath changed again.

Nanli is like a ghost, her figure disappears without a trace, making it hard to see or hear!
In just a short moment, fine sweat broke out on Yue Su's forehead, and he was already a little panicked.

What about people? !
Where exactly? !
But the next moment, he was kicked in the abdomen, and the tall figure fell out, making a small hole in the ground, and rolled several meters away.

Yue Su's viscera were in severe pain, and even the slightest movement made him want to die on the spot.

He had six broken ribs!

The frightening thing is that this Chu Nanli didn't use any internal strength, but could hurt him like this with strength alone.

Nan Li stood on the steps, like a king, looking down at him condescendingly.

At this time, she said slowly: "How is it? How do I talk, do you have any objections?"

Although the disciples in the village were fixed, their eyes were not blind. They were shocked when they suddenly saw their village master being kicked away by a woman without even a chance to fight back.

I thought Yue Su was a tough guy, but as soon as Nan Li raised his foot, he tore off the sacred tree around his neck, and hurriedly said: "Since the ninth princess likes this sacred tree, I will give it to the ninth princess as a meeting gift!"

Just stop kicking him.

The disciples all looked disappointed.

This is their usually invincible owner, who is so cowardly.

Nan Li rolled her eyes: "Although the Shenmu is rare, but you have worn it before, and I am not willing to keep it. I said it at the beginning, I am here to find the prince."

Yue Su met her cold eyes and shook his body: "The Ninth Prince is in the practice room in the back hall."

"It's fine if you say no, you must let me kick you." Nan Li curled her lips, then turned and entered the back hall.

Seeing her go in, Yue Su dared to grin.

It's been a long time, Yue Qing must have played Ye Siheng once, and now she should break through the ninth level of mind.

Chu Nanli is undoubtedly looking for death when she goes to open the door now.

Touching his broken ribs, his eyes turned hard, he had to smash Chu Nanli's bones to ashes, in order to eliminate the hatred in his heart.

The door of the practice room has an organ.

Nan Li fumbled for a while, but couldn't figure out the way to open the door. In order not to waste time, she went out of the main hall and walked towards Yue Su.

"You...what are you doing!" Yue Su shouted in horror.

"You come to open the door." Nan Li said, easily lifted his collar with one hand, and dragged him in.

Broken ribs are squeezing and piercing the internal organs.

Yue Su was in so much pain that he was about to pass out.

Why are these girls so cruel!
He wanted to scold, but seeing Nan Li's hand strength, he decided to continue to be a counselor.

"Hurry up." Nanli urged.

Yue Su gritted his teeth and held on to the turning mechanism. As soon as the stone door opened a gap, he reacted extremely quickly, using all his strength to rush in, and shouted at the same time: "Sister, there is an enemy attack! Kill her quickly! "

However, as soon as he took two steps, he tripped over something and fell to the ground.

With a scream, he trembled in pain.

"Sister, she is Chu Nanli, the Ninth Princess! Kill her!" Despite this, Yue Su shouted loudly again.

But no one moved.

Nan Li stood at the door, frowned first, then returned to indifference, and reminded: "Look in front of you."

Yue Su was startled.

The practice room is not lit with candles, but only illuminated with luminous pearls, so the stone room is a little dark.

Yue Su got used to the light in the stone room and looked ahead.

A blood man was lying on the ground, looking at him with mournful eyes.

He shook his head, and after a while he recognized his sister: "Sister!"

what happened?

Shouldn't his sister have absorbed Ye Siheng's skill, and now she has mastered it?
Even if he didn't succeed, it shouldn't be because his tongue was cut off and his limbs were crippled!

Yue Su turned his head again, and saw Ye Siheng meditating on the stone bed, his breath was even, and his power didn't appear to be plundered at all, and he was shocked again.

"Why...why are you so cruel?" Yue Su choked up.

But Ye Siheng was in sedation, even if he could hear the voices from the outside world, he would not open his eyes rashly, so as not to lose his breath if he messed up his breath.

And Nan Li was also completely relieved, and said slightly mockingly: "What is this called? Karma, harming others will eventually harm oneself?"

Yue Su still pinned his hopes on his younger sister, but he didn't expect Yue Qing to be worse than him.

He was afraid of death, but he was even more afraid of being tortured before he died, and the husband and wife were more ruthless than the other. He couldn't help regretting that he chose the wrong path and fell into such a prison.

His younger sister was in such a miserable state, how could he be any better.

There was a sharp light in Yue Su's eyes, he turned his heart and shouted: "Ninth Princess, this sword tastes good, right?!"

Nan Li was stunned, what was he shouting about?
But soon, she realized what he wanted to do.

He wanted to disturb Ye Siheng's mind!
Before he could comfort him, Ye Siheng forcibly stopped practicing and opened his eyes.

Because of this, the blood in his chest surged, and he vomited out a mouthful of turbid blood.

"My lord?" Nan Li hurried over to check his condition.

Ye Siheng carefully looked at her inside and out, making sure that she was not injured at all, and then he relaxed his nervous expression.

Seeing that her eye circles were red, he also hastily explained: "I have taken Qiqi Pill to heal my wounds, even if I lose my mind, it's not a big problem."

Nan Li felt his pulse.

This is not a big problem, it's just that his internal strength is deep and suppresses the internal injury.

Moreover, the Mihun Powder he was in couldn't be suppressed, and it had spread rapidly along the Qi and blood.

She was so angry that she instantly became murderous.

A fire talisman was about to be sacrificed, Ye Siheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he hurriedly held her hand.

"A Li, don't!" Ye Siheng's voice was hoarse, "If you commit murder at will, you will not only damage your merits, but you may also be punished by heaven."

"It doesn't matter whether it's a good idea..."

But Ye Siheng had already taken her talisman and smashed it out expressionlessly.

Yue Su was startled, his first reaction was to endure the pain and run out of the practice room, but the talisman turned into a fire dragon in mid-air and flew straight towards Yue Su.

The fire dragon quickly wrapped around Yue Su, jumped up quickly, and became a burning man in the blink of an eye.

He rolled on the ground, screaming, trying to put out the fire.

There was a small pond outside the main hall, and he rushed over to it, only to find that the fire on his body was still burning violently and had not been extinguished.

The disciples were all stunned!
(End of this chapter)