Allure Summoner

"Jun Qianxi, take care of your summoned beast, otherwise I..."

"Snapped"

Before He Lianling could finish her sentence, she was struck by a club in the chest. You could tell the weight of the club just by hearing her screams.

"Oh my god, Xiao Bingbing, she is not a big sister, she just lied to us that the real big sister is a counterfeit!"

The little beast screamed, and then raised the stick to "snap" twice.

"The vicious aunt who hates lying to children the most in my life, little beast, beat me hard!"

Xiao Bing grinned and said, the two rows of neat white teeth made his smile even more brilliant, two deep dimples appeared on his fleshy face, and the eyes that shone brightly from beginning to end Truly a lovable little boy.

But if he starts to be ruthless...

He Lianling's current fate is considered light.

He Lianling's screams sounded again next to his ears, the little beast held up the wooden stick, and it didn't know how to pity the sweetness and cherish the jade at all, anyway, it wouldn't hurt the person who hit it was not it.

It's just that thinking of this woman's bad intentions, Xiao Beast became even more aggressive.

It actually wants to pretend to be its favorite big sister to control its best partner, Xiao Bingbing, and then let Xiao Bingbing deal with them.

The scream made the other people present tremble with fear, and Young Master Ling's face turned pale. He was really afraid that it would be his turn to suffer after Helian Ling.

The methods these two little devils use to deal with people are so strange that it is scary to think about it.

It wasn't until one side of He Lianling's chest was beaten that blood oozes out, the little beast stopped, and then handed the stick to the little soldier: "Xiao Bingbing, I leave the other side to you!"

"Little Beast, you are too light to strike!"

Xiao Bing complained, raised his stick and gave him a crackling beat, He Lianling didn't even have a chance to scream.

After he stopped, He Lianling only had the strength to breathe heavily.

Her originally ruddy complexion had now turned sallow, and it was a great blessing that she could survive such a torture without the support of spiritual power.

The little soldier let go of his fingers, and the wooden stick instantly became fragmented and turned into a pile of sawdust suspended around his body.

"Little Beast, let me show you how the pockmarked face was born!"

His face still had that ignorant smile, as clear as a bay of spring water.

With a slight wave of his fleshy little hand, the sawdust that was suspended in front of him quickly flew towards He Lianling's face.

"uh-huh……"

He Lianling's pretty face was immediately covered with sawdust, and these sawdust were deeply embedded in the flesh of her face.

She didn't feel much pain because the sawdust fell in so fast.

Xiaobing chuckled and waved her sleeve again, and all the sawdust flew off her face.

"what……"

The shrill screams disturbed the surrounding clouds, and even those clouds floated slightly.Drops of blood splashed out like a drizzle, staining the surrounding clouds red.

He Lianling's face was completely unreadable, it could almost be described as bloody.

The little soldier snapped his fingers, and the absolute space disappeared immediately, and everyone regained their mobility.

And He Lianling fell to the ground limply, gasping for breath, she was so weak that she didn't even have the strength to put on her clothes.

At this time, her snow-white clothes were stained with red, and her whole body seemed to have just come out of a blood vat.