This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 80 Lord, Are You Softhearted? (1)

Yehuo only felt a black shadow flashing in front of her eyes, and it was too late when she wanted to dodge.

The neck tightened, her neck was once again strangled by Linghu Jingtian's palm.

"If you dare to say a word, I will kill you!"

Linghu Jingtian's voice was icy cold without any warmth.

Do you think she was scared?
Wildfire snorted coldly in his heart.

When she was ten years old, she dared to fight one-on-five in groups, and when she was 13 years old, she dared to race motorcycles with social youths. She has never been a master who is afraid of death!
She took a deep breath, raised her eyebrows and met Linghu Jingtian's eyes.

Unlike last time, although his eyes were cold, they were not as murderous as last time.

Martial arts practitioners are instinctively sensitive to murderous intent, and wildfire is the same.

She even caught the hesitation in his eyes.

Yehuo quickly concluded that Linghu Jingtian didn't actually want to kill her.

Confirming this, she even gave up the idea of ​​fighting back, raised her eyebrows, and uttered two flamboyant words.

"Casual!"

The eyes of the two people met in the air.

Linghu Jingtian's long eyebrows frowned more and more tightly.

He knew that as long as he squeezed his fingers tightly, he could easily crush the smooth neck in his hand.

But why, his fingers are loosening instead?
What's more, she didn't let go quickly, but slowly let go little by little, as if she was afraid that the air would choke her throat!

Feeling the looseness of the palm on the neck, Yehuo seized the opportunity and quickly backed away.

Linghu Jingtian looked at his palm in a daze, he himself didn't understand what was wrong with him!
"Linghu Jingtian, let me remind you, don't always threaten me with death, I am not afraid!"

Rubbing the neck that was sore from his pinching, Yehuo's mouth was not idle.

"Also, remember, the master asked you to be responsible for the defense. If I get injured, you are the only one to ask me!"

Seeing with satisfaction that Linghu Jingtian's expression changed again due to anger, she chuckled triumphantly.

Turning around, she picked up the giant knife and walked to the middle of the hall. Xuanyu taught her the knife technique before, but she couldn't feel it when using that broken knife.

With the giant sword Lie Yan in hand today, she won't waste too much time arguing with Linghu Jingtian.

(End of this chapter)