The high-energy little cute concubine is super fierce

Chapter 1538
He has done investigations, and Xian Luo has always been a three-good student. He is very low-key and cowardly in school. Even if he is bullied, he will keep silent.

Just such a coward, where did he get his combat experience?
Or is this guy purely instinctive, or just luck?

"Do you think that I can't do anything to you?" Hu Yansong squinted his eyes, and with a sudden force, he smashed Luo Ziyan to the ground.

Wow!
Luo Ziyan let out a cry of pain, feeling as if all the bones in her body were about to fall apart, and she felt dizzy.

This body is really useless, just like this, it almost killed half of my life.

"Little nephew, I won't kill you. However, I will let you be my hostage in exchange for tokens." Hu Yansong said coldly, "Isn't it much simpler this way?"

"Oh, I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Luo Ziyan said mockingly: "My mother, there is no token at all. You made a mistake."

"It doesn't matter." Hu Yansong shook his head and said, "No matter what, you are Hu Yanjing's son, and maybe you can become a bargaining chip for me."

"Really?" Luo Ziyan squinted her eyes, opened her mouth suddenly, and bit Hu Yansong's hand.

Hu Yansong let out a cry of pain, and quickly let go of his hand, while Luo Ziyan took the opportunity to escape and distanced himself from the other party.

This is probably the most embarrassing battle she has ever had in Luo Ziyan's history, and she even used the biting moves.

Although this move is vulgar, it is more practical.

"Little brat." Hu Yansong was furious, and stared at Luo Ziyan angrily, "I won't call you Hu Yan unless I cripple you."

Sa!
As soon as Hu Yansong's figure moved, he rushed up and punched Luo Ziyan in the face.

Luo Ziyan used the free movement technique, dodged the punch, and turned behind Hu Yansong, all this was very mysterious and blurred.

Hu Yansong was a little dazed.

This kind of agility, even if I can't use it myself, but it shows up in Luo Ziyan, a guy who can't practice martial arts, so what's the matter?

Is it...

"Hmph, you are so good at hiding, so why don't you try hiding?" Hu Yansong snorted coldly, turned around, and the zhenqi in his body surged, covering Luo Ziyan.

Under the pressure of this real energy, Luo Ziyan's movement became sluggish.

As a person without true energy, it is impossible to resist the shock of this coercion, so that his actions are full of flaws.

"This punch, eat it for me." Hu Yansong threw his fist forcefully, regardless of his uncle's and nephew's feelings.

Luo Ziyan felt that once hit by this fist, she would definitely fall into a coma.

At the very moment, a figure rushed over quickly, waved a fist, and collided with Hu Yansong's fist.

Bang!
The two of them retreated in shock, each taking a step back.

"Who are you?" Hu Yansong lowered his hands and looked at the person solemnly.

In front of him is a handsome young man, wearing a Taoist robe, with a dusty appearance, he seems to be a martial artist who has just entered the world from the deep mountains and old forests.

"Dare to bully my sister...brother, court death!"

The familiar voice and familiar figure made Luo Ziyan's heart tremble slightly, and she blurted out, "Brother?"

Mingkong turned around and smiled at Luo Ziyan. "Sorry for being late."

Luo Ziyan's eyes were shining with a dazzling divine light, unexpectedly, just as they were looking for Mingkong, they would show up and save themselves.

(End of this chapter)