Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 47

"Man-eating locust!" Someone yelled in horror, and there was chaos in an instant. Everyone ran around like a yellow sand, and no one could see anyone. There was only endless yellow. The raid of locusts was too strange, raging like a tornado Sweeping, people are caught off guard.

"What's going on!" Shang Mo frowned, and slid out a cold dagger from his sleeve. His eyes were like cold stars, and he struck out quickly and accurately without even thinking about it. He approached her I don't know how many pieces the locusts have been cut into. Fortunately, the locusts are all over the sky, and the number is astonishingly terrifying, and no one can see anyone. Otherwise, if people see such a terrifying and agile skill of an eight or nine-year-old child, they will not be scared. Eye-popping.

Shang Mo had just made a sound when all of a sudden, man-eating locusts came towards Shang Mo purposefully as if they had eyes.

"Wow, there are no bones left!" Shang Mo was sweating profusely, forced by the inexplicable momentum to swear, thinking of the endless man-eating locust Surround her in the middle and eat her, that's okay.

I'm really puzzled, these man-eating locusts are obviously being manipulated, but who can she, Shang Mo, offend? Who can manipulate these exotic poisons, and put her a harmless and innocent little baby to death?

Suddenly a gust of wind swept back the first wave of man-eating locusts, and a cold and familiar aura hit Shang Mo's eyes. His eyes lit up immediately, but he quietly put the dagger into his sleeve Zhong Yi stopped, and wanted to run back, shouting: "Brother Lingkuang, help me!"

As soon as she turned around, she had already plunged into a warm embrace. Meng Ling swept his sleeves wildly, and had already protected Shang Mo in his arms with one hand. Under the mask, the pair of cold eyes flashed With a frightening chill, without saying a word, the wind has already risen in the blink of an eye, with a fierce murderous aura exuding from the whole body, and the exuded true energy forms a protective layer, cutting the man-eating locusts that are trying to approach from a distance. into two halves.

The white figure that suddenly flew over was unstoppable, full of true energy and fierce killing moves, until he approached Shi Ying, he realized that the person coming was unfathomable, not only his kung fu was superior to him, he was simply not one ten thousandth of that person, and he was about to Fighting to the death, unexpectedly, the white figure that came towards them did not attack them badly, but took Shang Mo away in an instant, and the attack was so fast that it was impossible to see clearly.

"Bold!" Ying was about to cheer up to save Shang Mo, when suddenly a faint fragrance approached, Ying's face darkened, and a blue shadow had already stopped him.

"You can't catch up with my son. Look, your opponent is me." A chuckle sounded, and Zhao Fenghua had already stopped him.

Suddenly being embraced into this peaceful embrace, with the wind blowing past her ears, this feeling is very familiar, just like that day when Meng Lingkuang led her on the wind, how many times had gone out in the blink of an eye? inside and outside.

After calming down, Shang Mo found an opportunity to speak.

"Brother Ling Kuang, who wants to trouble me?" Shang Mo blinked his glasses. She is a smart person. In the battle just now, it was obvious that someone manipulated those poisonous substances, and the target was her.

"No one will dare to trouble you." Meng Lingkuang lowered his head to look at the little guy hiding in his arms, and smiled faintly, his dark and deep eyes revealing a rare gentleness.

Even if there is, if they can come, they will only have a dead end!
At this moment, the uneven atmosphere around him surged, Meng Lingkuang narrowed his eyes, and the temperature in his eyes suddenly sank. The slender and handsome figure stood upright, and the corners of his lips suddenly raised a touch of coldness. A cold light suddenly appeared: "Since you've come here, come out!"

Suddenly, five skinny figures appeared. They were actually five strange-looking old men. Each of them was skinny and stooped. Triangular eyes glowing with a strange green light, each hand holds a bloodthirsty iron chain as a weapon, at first glance, there are green snakes spitting out letters, poisonous scorpions with their tails up, and furry black snakes wrapped around their bodies. Spiders and other nasty poisons.

"Who are you, and why did you ruin my good deeds of Elder Five Poisons." The shrill voice pierced the eardrums: "Hand over that little baby to me, and I will spare you."

"Oh, such a handsome young man, it's better not to meddle in his own business."

"You have to pay that little baby today, and you have to pay if you don't. The only blame is that she is very close to Shang Yan. Without her, how could you force that cunning kid who has been hiding for so many years and almost deceived us to submit? Woolen cloth."

"Don't worry, little baby, when you come to grandpa, grandpa will love you very much. Hahahaha..."

Sharp and sinister laughter sounded, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, making one's hair stand on end.

Shang Mo shuddered violently, it was so... ugly...

Meng Lingkuang's calm eyes swept away, and the domineering arrogance all over his body instantly radiated like a ray of light. Under the indifferent and cold mask, he only spat out two words, with a steady voice, as if stating a fact that was about to happen :"court death."

"Looking for death?" The hunched old Poison's eyes were shining, and he winked at each other, and immediately laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke, with high cheekbones, sallow teeth, and wrinkled faces. It became even more frightening when he laughed: "It's really crazy, I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, today I, Elder Wudu, will teach you what it means to have mountains beyond mountains!"

The poisonous snake entwined around his body hissed and spit out excited red letters. As soon as he finished speaking, the five skinny old men suddenly swung out their cold weapons, and their sharp laughter made people feel dizzy.

I saw the tall young man in white clothes still standing unmoved, the thin lips under the warm mask were pursed without any emotion, the eyes as black as deep pools were as light as still water, but faintly beating to make him laugh. The frightening cold light, the cold wind blowing in the evening, rolled up the sleeves of clothes and flew.

Like jade like water, like ice like wind, under the indifferent face, those eyes are too calm and calm, white clothes are elegant, so gentle that he should be a banished fairy, but at this time, the young man who is too calm in the cold wind is like a young man. Hell Asura, he doesn't have any weapons in his hands, but the huge killing intent is already overwhelming.

Wu Dao's venomous figure suddenly attacked the arrogant and conceited young man like an arrow from the string. Meng Lingkuang's face darkened, his whole body exuded a chill, he slowly lowered his eyes, and the jade flute in his waist It was already in his hands, and the long flute with a smooth body was twirling incomparably chicly in his hands, and then it stood on his lips.

(End of this chapter)