The emperor ran away, the female supporting role died again

Chapter 68 Little bitch, you dare to hurt me!
Could it be the spirit fruit?

Feng Shiqi's eyes flickered. Although this woman's clothes are extraordinary, she should be a servant at first glance, but the Lingyuan fruit is an extremely difficult thing, and judging from her abundant spiritual power, she must have the top-grade Lingyuan fruit in her body , so how could she have it in her capacity as a subordinate?

At first, Murong Yan was able to escape Lian Sheng's attack out of instinct to save his life, but as time passed, his physical strength became more and more exhausted.

And that Liansheng, because he couldn't hit Murong Yan after beating for a long time, became more and more frustrated, and didn't care about any spiritual rituals, so he used all his hands and feet as long as he could hit Murong Yan.

"Aw!" Following a sharp pain in the back of the abdomen, there was a miserable cry from the waist, and the fan of the spoon was also thrown out.

"Xiao Aojiao!" Murong Yan hurriedly took out Xiao Aojiao from the brocade bag, but Murong Yan was startled when he saw it.

Just look at Xiao Aojiao's mouth oozing blood, and his eyes rolled up.

"Little Aojiao, how are you? Aren't you a phoenix bird? How could you be like this?" Murong Yan nervously held Xiao Aojiao up, but Xiao Aojiao only slightly raised his eyes to her, his frowning made Murong Yan's heart ached.

"Bitch, let me see where you are going to run away!" It took a long time to kick Murong Yan's foot, Lian Sheng no longer had the slightest feminine look, and there was a stormy killing intent in his eyes.

It took so much time to kill a Tier [-] trash, Miao Yun and the others would definitely laugh at him when he went back.

Liansheng's spirit sword was raised again, this time, she was determined to kill that bitch on the ground.

Sensing the awe-inspiring murderous intent behind him, Murong Yan put Xiao Aojiao away carefully, "Don't worry, I will avenge you."

Get up but pick up the spoon fan on the ground.

It was something that Dongfang Bai asked her to put away, although the feeling towards Dongfang Bai in her heart was hard to describe for a moment, but Dongfang Bai told her to put it away, subconsciously she had a responsibility for this thing.

"Well, I'm still focused on picking things up, don't worry, if you die, I'll let that thing pay for your burial." After speaking, Lian Sheng's spirit sword fell down, stabbing straight at Murong Yan's vitals.

I don't know if it was because the fan of the spoon was held in his hand, and at the moment when the cold light flashed on the side of his face, Murong Yan recalled the scene of the gigantic boulder being lightly smashed into pieces by the fan of the spoon.

Even Dongfang Bai was struggling with the energy of the boulder, but the Spoon Fan easily shattered it.

Now, can this spoon fan also help her?

Not allowing her to think any more, when she turned around, she greeted her with a spoon and fan.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise accompanied by a dazzling light.

"Ah!" Two screams.

A scream followed Liansheng and flew backwards, and the other came from Murong Yan, who spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Girl, are you alright!" Feng Shiqi endured the pain and got up from the tree stump.

After Murong Yan blocked it with the things in his hand just now, what happened when he collided with Lian Sheng's sword was a bit strange.

Although Liansheng was thrown out, Feng Shiqi could see that she was also injured a little bit, but Murong Yan was also hit by the strong light.

Murong Yan on the ground only shook his head with difficulty to indicate that there was no problem, and then lay down again.

She had chest pains, and she was dizzy from the shock.

"Then you take a break first, I'll deal with her." When she stood up, the fan of the spoon that Feng had given her in 17 was lingering with a faint aura, and she could feel the aura of heaven and earth contained in that faint aura.

"Little bitch, how dare you hurt me!" Liansheng stood up again, his eyes were fiercely red, his hair was disheveled, and the spiritual energy on his body seemed to be aroused by the sudden attack just now, and at this time it was radiating around her. The cold air.

At this time, Feng Shiqi had already understood in his heart that he was now fighting with a body that had fully exerted the spiritual power of the spirit fruit with a wounded body.

His father once told him that as long as one high-quality spirit fruit is needed, that person's spiritual power can be enhanced to the level of a fairy body.

Just now, Liansheng had severely injured him before he could fully stimulate the potential of the Lingyuan fruit, so now...

He may die, but as a man, there is no way in front of him to back down.

Murong Yan, lying on the ground, heard the choking sound of the sword behind him again, and in a daze, Feng Shiqi fell heavily not far away.

He seemed to spit out another mouthful of blood, and Liansheng seemed to let out a maniacal laugh, as if saying that Feng Shiqi was beyond his control and wanted him to die beautifully.

Murong Yan stood up little by little, and squinted his heavy eyes to look over there.

Liansheng approached Feng Shiqi step by step, she was filled with a cold and murderous aura, as if she could kill Feng Shiqi, who was seriously injured on the ground, with just one breath.

"Feng Shiqi!" Feng Shiqi in the distance almost had no strength left to fight back, but Murong Yan could clearly see that there was no fear on his face, and there was even a hint of a smile on his face, that smile was a little pale.

This feeling is so familiar, as if she was often in this situation before, often beaten and insulted.

At first she seemed to cry, but she never cried again, because if she cried in front of the person who beat her, the other person would be more proud and despise her.

However, it was clear that half a day ago, Feng Shiqi was still facing the wind, and his words and deeds still carried a natural arrogance.

Could it be that just because he was close to her, he had to suffer the same fate as her?

Murong Yan will never return to the life of the original owner, so those who care about her and think about her should not be allowed to suffer like this.

The blue veins in the hand holding the spoon fan ran through, and the body was slumped...

Liansheng swung his sword towards Feng Shiqi's neck, Feng Shiqi closed his eyes, waiting for the end of his life...

Miao Yun and Meng Wu at the top of the tree evoked contemptuous smiles, "If you dare to protect that little bitch, you will end up dead..."

It's just that Miao Yun's dead word hadn't been fully uttered yet. The purple figure they called a slut below used something, but suddenly a huge wind was blown up like a lying tornado towards Liansheng attacked.

Then, in the blink of an eye, where the tornado passed by, there was nothing left.

The roots of the tall trunk disappeared a few meters away, and then the headless trees on it were planted straight down, one after another...

As for the lotus body, at the very beginning, she could still see where she was standing, and there was a figure there. After the tree behind her fell down and shook, the whole person collapsed instantly as if it had been plastered with ash.

There was only a layer of ashes on the ground, and there was a bloody smell in the air.

The aftermath of that tornado was so strong that the whole forest began to blow violently. Miao Yun and Meng Wu held onto the branches firmly so as not to fall off.

"Liansheng is dead?" Meng Wu asked Miao Yun incredulously.

"What ability did that bitch use just now?" Miao Yun seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be angry.

(End of this chapter)