Poison doctor witch

Chapter 249 Competition 4
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Being hit by the water dragon, Ling Haoran felt pain in his chest, and a mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Ling Haoran being bullied like this, Zi Qing clenched her fists. If she didn't have some reason left, she might have rushed forward by now.

Although fighting, death and injury are inevitable, and Ling Haoran's mouthful of blood will not let him die, but seeing Ling Haoran's appearance, Zi Qing dare not look at it, she is afraid to look at it!

"Zi Qing, do you want Ling Haoran to live under your wings? Don't you want to be able to get ahead for the rest of your life?" Mo Lingxi could see the pain in Zi Qing's eyes.

In fact, in Zi Qing's eyes, Ling Haoran is her younger brother, she wants to protect him and prevent him from being hurt, but this is what Ling Haoran wants.

Ling Haoran wanted to protect Zi Qing, not Zi Qing to protect him.

He is an elder brother, he is a man, he has an obligation to protect his sister and Zi Qing, instead of just hiding under Zi Qing's wings.

Even if he died, he would still be happy!
It's not that Zi Qing doesn't understand this kind of feeling, but she doesn't want to face it. Now that Mo Lingxi has said it directly, Zi Qing's heart trembles slightly.

Yes, the way she wants to be strong is to water it with blood, and the same is true for Ling Haoran!
If he didn't go through the baptism of blood, how would he grow up? She was protecting him all the time, not helping him, but paying him back!
After figuring this out, Zi Qing looked at the competition stage again.

Looking at it, his eyes were secretly bloodshot, because at this moment, more blood flowed from the corners of Ling Haoran's lips.

Clenching her hands tightly, Zi Qing looked at Ling Haoran without blinking.

The difference in strength made Ling Haoran unable to stand up, but that was the case, his eyes were full of fighting intent, without the slightest hint of fear.

He clenched his hands slightly, the reason he didn't get up was because he was preparing to give the opponent a fatal blow.

He was secretly accumulating strength, as long as a little more time passed, he could seriously injure the man.

At the same time, the man also started exerting his strength. He wanted to knock Ling Haoran off the stage in the shortest possible time. In this way, he could enter the third test.

Secretly triumphant, the man accumulated strength with both hands, and swung towards Ling Haoran again.

However, this time, he suddenly found that his palms seemed to be blocked by something. When he saw a ball of flames burning on his palms, ah, a scream broke out from the man's mouth.

At the critical moment, Ling Haoran made a move, and this move directly burned the man's palm, making him useless.

As the saying goes, taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Ling Haoran struggled to stand up from the ground and walked towards the man.

While walking, the blood at the corner of his mouth was still dripping, but his eyes became brighter and brighter!

Looking at Ling Haoran like this, Zi Qing's eyes were a little moist. Her brother has always been strong, and he used his thin shoulders to carry the burden of the two of them. Now, he is still fighting with his tenacious willpower. So, such Ling Haoran made her stand in awe.

Ling Haoran walked up to the man and looked at the man coldly, "Is it me to force you to step down, or you step down yourself?" Although there is no rule that death is not allowed, this battle is not a battle of life and death, and there is no need to kill them all.

When the man saw Ling Haoran standing awe-inspiring, his eyes flashed with unwillingness, he couldn't give up just like that, he wanted to fight back, a glint of sinisterness flashed in the man's eyes. ． ． ． ． ．

(End of this chapter)