My rival says he won't marry me

Chapter 436

Xun Ning's voice didn't come out, and the cold sweat on her temples soaked a lock of curly hair.

But at this moment, Xiao Jiuhan spoke up.

"Just right, I have something to talk to your mother about."

As she spoke, she stretched out a hand, and someone immediately handed her a pair of soft black leather gloves.

Xun Ning, Zeng Qian, dozens of subordinates behind them, and the seriously injured Zheng Wenqiao all watched Xiao Jiuhan's movements with bated breath.

I saw her moving slowly and gracefully, putting on the black gloves on her hands, her bony hands gradually disappearing in the black gloves.

The clothes of the elegant nobleman, paired with such a pair of black leather gloves, not only are not out of place, but reveal an indescribable charm, elegant, yet dangerously suffocating.

The lower half of Xiao Jiuhan's face was exposed outside the mask, the delicate chin was connected to the beautiful mandible, and the lines were very beautiful.

Her lips opened slowly, her voice was light and cold, like a snowflake falling from the sky: "Kill."

With just one word, a dozen members of the Nine Leagues shot out like sharp arrows in an instant.

They have not been recruited by Wan Qingming for a long time, but every day there are a large number of top-grade spirit-gathering pills as training resources, and they use them as food for others who can't get a single elixir with all their wealth eat.

Coupled with the spiritual practice that Xiao Jiuhan gave them, it is easier to practice than ordinary spiritual methods, but the effect is far better than ordinary spiritual methods.

Although the time is short, the strength of each of them has increased rapidly by a large margin.

Although Zeng Qian and Xun Ning have a large number of subordinates, their level is about the same as before they joined the Nine Leagues.

now...

Ah!
Completely crushed!
More than a dozen people broke into each other's camp, like a raging cloud, or like a pack of hungry wolves breaking into a herd of fat sheep, each one was more ferocious than the other, and their eyes seemed to be glowing green.

This feeling of crushing opponents with strength is so frightening!

Zeng Qian watched his people being eaten to the bone by the hungry wolves of the Jiumeng, and his eyes turned red immediately: "It's too much to bully!"

He clenched his fists and rushed towards Xiao Jiuhan. Xiao Jiuhan had no intention of saving this man's life, so he snorted softly, and apart from anything else, the ice arrows had already struck Zeng Qian like dense raindrops.

Zeng Qian's spiritual fire could only melt part of the ice arrows, but his fire was not enough to compare with the bone-chilling arrow rain, and he changed from active to passive in a blink of an eye.

Not to mention attacking Xiao Jiuhan, it is already very difficult for him to keep his vitals from being stabbed by the ice arrow.

Not long after, more than a dozen wounds were pierced on his body by ice arrows, but before the blood from the wounds had time to shed, they were wrapped in a cold white mist.

His wound was frozen together with the blood, and Zeng Qian felt the chill penetrate into the bones and flesh from the wound.

This is not ordinary cold air, but formed by spiritual power, which is extremely harmful and aggressive in itself. He felt that his bones and blood were about to be frozen.

He tried his best to mobilize the fire energy in his whole body, barely kept his body flexible, and quickly approached Xiao Jiuhan, and a tongue of fire flew towards Xiao Jiuhan's face with his palm.

Even if he couldn't cause much harm to the other party, he still wanted to see what this person looked like.

I don't want to meet people, is there some secret about my identity?
If he can get a glimpse of this person's secret, and try his best to escape, he will not worry about the day of revenge in the future!
(End of this chapter)