The Evil Emperor's Medical Concubine is ruthless

Chapter 2657

Destroy the world, use it to die.

The fifth form of Ghost God Fist, use it to kill.

A look of surprise flashed in Xin Lin's eyes.

She couldn't help clenching her hands into fists, and then released them immediately.

She seemed to suddenly understand why Gui Hu had always been lukewarm towards her practicing Ghost God Fist.

But I kept it from him and secretly learned the following boxing styles.

That guy Guihu found out, and he might get annoyed again.

Xin Lin murmured in his heart.

"So not everyone can practice this ghost fist. Although I have taught you, it depends on the individual to comprehend. Which level you can comprehend is also your luck."

The saint smiled.

"The saint wants me to use it against King Cang?"

Xin Lin asked back.

The saint was startled.

He unconsciously lowered his head, looking at the girl beside him who had just passed his waist.

She has a pair of black and white eyes that are clear to the bottom, and there is no ripple in her eyes at this moment.

She just looked at him fixedly, as if she could see through his soul and hit his heart directly.

The holy master's heart moved, and there was gradually a wave in his calm heart.

He chuckled lightly.

"Can you fight King Cang?"

The implication was that Xin Lin was thinking too much.

"I may not be able to, but someone can..."

Xin Lin still stared at the Saint Master.

This mainland well-known elder is really not simple.

He must know that he is related to Guihu.

It's just that he didn't know that Gui Hu's Ghost God Fist was especially superior to King Cang's, let alone that King Cang was trained by Gui Hu.

He wanted to use his own hands to teach Ghost God Fist to Ghost Hu.

But he didn't know that Gui Hu's strength was far beyond his imagination.

"Qin Lang."

The holy master wanted to explain, when he heard a gentle call.

A beautiful woman came slowly.

When Xin Lin saw her, his eyes flashed.

The beauty's skin is like white porcelain, her beautiful eyes are shining with water, her red lips are a little pale, her figure is as thin as a willow, and her waist is full of grip.

Her beauty is different from Luo Yan's.

The beauty of Luoyan lies in the beauty only of young girls.

But the beauty in front of her was different.

Not only is she extremely beautiful, but she also has a morbid beauty.

This beauty makes any man feel pity when he sees it.

"Qingwu, why did you come out? It's windy outside."

When the holy master reached the words on his lips, he immediately swallowed them back.

He stepped forward quickly and hugged the beauty.

"I'm here to deliver sour plum soup. I heard from Yan'er that you've been busy here all day."

The beauty looked at the scorching sun and said softly.

She glanced at Xin Lin again.

Seeing Xin Lin, the beauty nodded slightly again.

Xin Lin returned the gift, already knowing the identity of the visitor.

Luoyan's mother, the holy master's wife.

When the eyes of the two met, Xin Lin suddenly felt his scalp go numb.

An instinctive alertness.

It seems that there is some extremely powerful existence that is examining himself.

She was secretly surprised.

But soon, that feeling disappeared.

"You are Xin Lin, right? This is the sour plum soup I made myself, chilled. Drink a bowl quickly to relieve fatigue."

Although the beauty is Luoyan's mother, her words and deeds are completely different.

There is no sense of domineering in her body.

"Thank you, Mrs. Saint Master."

Xin Lin took the sour plum soup, she took a sip, it was sweet and sour.

The wife of the holy master wiped his sweat for the holy master.

"Why did you chat with Xin Lin so happily? I heard your laughter from all the way."

Mrs. Shengshi asked casually.

"It's nothing, just seeing this child reminds me of the wind breath before. I'll send you back first."

After the master finished speaking, he put his arms around his wife and walked away.

(End of this chapter)