There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 760 Shuangshuang Was Captured by a Tiger and Lost in Pingyang, Bullied by a Dog (8)
Yang Churuo's expression changed.

Feng Ling saved her again.Isn't she out of strength?Where does so much strength come from.

"Go, go quickly." Feng Ling shouted at Yang Churuo.Faintly, he couldn't stop Zhang San's brute force, as long as he lifted the true energy in his body, there was no pain in his whole body, and he couldn't lift it up, so he could only block Zhang San with the little strength left.

Zhang San was about to go crazy, if he exerted a little force, the sick young man would follow suit, if he exerted seven percent, he would also exert seven percent, if he exerted all his strength, he would also exert all his strength, every time It seems that he has a little more strength than him, but when he exerts more strength, his strength seems to be endless.

It was the first time Zhang San encountered such a weird person.If he didn't know that he was seriously injured, if he didn't know that he couldn't get angry at all, he would even think that he was being played by him.

Now, he wanted to kill him, but couldn't.He was obviously at the end of his strength, and his body was full of explosive power.

Zhang San was sweating profusely, and tried his best to break Fengling's restraint again, fearing that Yang Churuo would escape.

Yang Churuo took a deep look at Feng Ling and Zhang San, and saw that both of them were restraining each other with all their spare energy, and no one could do anything to the other, but she could tell that Feng Ling was faintly at a disadvantage. You have to hold on, let's support it with all our strength.

Yang Churuo wanted to leave.The life and death of these two people has nothing to do with her. It would be better if they both died here. If she didn't leave, then she would most likely die here.

Thinking of Chu Yuchen, Yang Churuo ignored the sadness that flashed in Feng Ling's eyes, and resolutely left the desert.

"Let go, I told you to let go, do you hear me?" Zhang San exerted his strength again, trying to break free, but just as he broke free a little, he was held tightly by Feng Ling again.Zhang San couldn't help shouting, "What are you doing so hard for her, she doesn't even care about your life."

Feng Ling sneered, the long-term domineering made him descend to the mortal world, but he still did not lose his dignity, "I, Feng Ling, never need others to save me."

Feng Ling frowned, silently counting how far Yang Churuo could escape.

His strength has been exhausted, holding Zhang San is the only thing he can do now.It's ridiculous that he, the majestic owner of Tiantianfang, can't even kill a Wuhan. Now he is really down and out.

Seeing Yang Churuo's figure disappear before his eyes, Feng Ling smiled bitterly.

Yang Churuo...maybe...after breaking up this time, there will never be a chance to meet again.

Just when Feng Ling was about to lose his hold, when Feng Ling once thought that he would be killed by an unknown man, that white figure appeared in front of him somehow.

Feng Ling looked up in astonishment, but she was a beautiful girl who was soft on the outside but tough on the inside.

The girl's snow-white clothes had long been stained, and even her overpowering face was filthy, and she couldn't see her original appearance at all, but those icy eyes were full of stubbornness, unyielding, and forbearance.

It seems to be the most beautiful eye in the world, it is so clear that there is no trace of impurities, and it seems to contain countless energies.Those pitch-black eyes seem to be able to conquer everything.

Feng Ling was immersed in her dark eyes for a moment.

Just when Feng Ling was surprised, Yang Churuo suddenly slipped out a sharp knife from his sleeve, the cold wind shone, and there were still a few undried traces on the back of the knife.

Feng Ling's first thought was that Yang Churuo wanted to kill him.

Zhang San also had an illusion that the person this little lady wanted to kill was this young man in white, right?Otherwise, how could there be such strong hatred in her cold eyes.

Sure enough, Yang Churuo had a face as cold as frost, and slashed the dagger straight at Fengling's neck. Almost everyone thought that the person Yang Churuo wanted to kill was Feng Ling, but Yang Churuo turned the blade and instantly cut at Fengling. Zhang San's neck was stabbed, and he was killed with just one stab.

Zhang San moved his mouth, pointed at Yang Churuo tremblingly, held back a word, but couldn't hold it back, and finally turned his palm over and released a firework bomb.

When Yang Churuo and Feng Ling saw his palm flipping, they wanted to stop him, but they were still one step away. The fireworks had already been released, and they fell down, especially Feng Ling, who fell on the yellow sand , panting loudly.

"When the fireworks are released, a large number of pursuers will come soon." Feng Ling said weakly, signaling Yang Churuo to leave quickly.

Yang Churuo wiped the blood on the knife without raising his head, "I saw that there is Tucheng here, but the distance is too far. With our physical strength, we were taken back before we arrived."

Feng Ling was silent, and after a while of gasping for breath, he asked the doubt in his heart, "Why did you come back to save me?"

Yang Churuo's movements paused, his eyes narrowed, and he said calmly, "I am saving myself. If you lose, I will be the next to die."

After all, Yang Churuo took the gourd, filled it with a lot of water, handed Feng Ling a gourd, and took the other gourd, leaned his neck back, and drank it gurglingly.

They all knew that if they stopped drinking, they would not know if they would still be able to drink water when they were captured.

Yang Churuo didn't pick up the knife until he was drunk, cut off their flesh and blood, threw a piece to Feng Ling, and ate it on the spot.

Even if you are taken captive, you have to eat your fill first.

After starving for so many days, if he didn't eat any more, he would starve to death even if he hadn't been kidnapped.

Yang Churuo and Feng Ling didn't say a word, they just ate the bloody corpse cruelly, mouthful after mouthful, eating with relish, paired with the fresh blood in the pool.

Yang Churuo even handed the last half of peony petals to Feng Ling.

When there were foreign enemies, the two of them united unanimously, recovered their physical strength as much as possible, and were ready to go.If they don't unite again, then the two of them may really die here.

Just when they were full, groups of soldiers surrounded them all.

Those soldiers were uniformly dressed in gray cloaks, only shorts, bare feet, skinny and dark skinned. It could be seen that they were living in poverty.

The leader was a general with a spear and halberd. When he saw the corpses and flesh and blood all over the ground, his face darkened immediately, and he ordered Yang Churuo and Feng Ling to be arrested.

(End of this chapter)