Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1993 Did I Let You Go?
The man in red personally went to take the object from Emperor Yun's chest, and an invisible force knocked him several feet away.

Seeing the person in front of Wen Rong, the man in red frowned and said, "The old man Foshan, the best swordsman in the world 30 years ago, used his skills. Who are you? Why do you know his skills?"

When there was no response, the man in red hesitated for a moment, "Lianhunxinfa? Desperate puppet! Are you from the three families?"

Wen Rong coughed softly twice and pulled down his cloak delicately, "I don't know what the young master said, but I am very curious about what the three families are. Therefore, why don't you tell me."

"Young Master, Wen Rong is cunning and ruthless, don't be deceived by his appearance. He is trapped by the heart voodoo, and if he takes down the mother voodoo, he will naturally be invincible, and he can also be our helper."

As an old voice fell, a female voice spread with a sinister smile, "I have been refining puppets for half my life, and I have never seen such a perfect desperate puppet. Young Master, for my sake, leave him to me today. .”

The man in red rubbed the wounds on his fingertips and stared at Wen Rong, "Wen Rong cannot be kept."

A small country like Da Qin actually had such a gentle and rong-like person. Not to mention his charming appearance, just because he was standing in front of him unharmed, he was anything but ordinary.

Staying here will lead to disaster.

"kill!"

There are so many people today, killing him and taking the mother Gu can also fulfill his father's mission.

He had a strong premonition that this trip would be fruitless if his gentleness was not removed.

"Kill at all costs."

The man in red issued a death order, and the woman covered her lips with a pity and smiled, "Since the young master said it, let's kill him. It's a pity to have such a little face. Why don't you...pluck the skin and make it into a human face fan?"

While talking, the two of them took action.

Shadow drew his sword, one person blocking two people.

The 12 people behind the man in red also took action.

You don't have to be merciful to deal with your enemies.

The man in red took action, intending to kill Emperor Yun and get the mother Gu. As soon as he got close, he was forced to retreat again.

He raised his eyes suddenly and saw Wen Rong standing in front of Emperor Yun, with his fingertips clasped together and his silver pupils shrinking slightly.

"Why do you know how to entangle your heart? Where did you learn it?"

This is obviously a secret skill in the clan, and only direct descendants can practice it!
But only the second half of the volume!
The first half of the volume was snatched away by that person... The man in red finally had a slight emotional change, "Who taught you the Heart-tangling Art? Where is he."

"A random book picked up on the street."

"..."

Hearing this, the man in red tightened his fists and said, "Today, you have to say it."

It's just that his internal strength has not increased in three years. Recently, his meridians have been retrograde, and his skills have retreated instead of advancing.

This must have nothing to do with entangling your heart!

"What if I don't say anything?"

"You will."

How long can Wen Rong's ruined body last?

The man in red came over, Wen Rong swayed, and took a step back with difficulty.

Although it is slight, the best masters can seize the opportunity.

With the next move, the man in red was approaching.

Emperor Yun covered his heart at this time, fell to the ground, and twitched all over, and the black tentacles seemed to come out more.

Wen Rong glanced at it, his eyes darkened, and he continued to retreat.

After a while, the red sun slowly showed its corner, and the darkness was about to fade away.

"No! Young Master, Wen Rong is stalling for time! Get the mother Gu quickly!"

The man in red raised his eyes to look at the sky. Just as his mind returned, Wen Rong changed his body and stood in front of him in a blink of an eye. He raised his long sleeves and knocked him back a few steps.

Wen Rong moved his fingertips, and the guard's sword fell into his palm, "Did I let you go?"

(End of this chapter)