The prince of the highest poison, you must serve

Chapter 275 It's okay, he needs a lot
The sky is bright and full of moonlight, and it is cold and frosty.

As far as the eye can see, there are many bones.

A rich bloody smell permeates.

However, not enough, for Yu Wenyao, not enough.

Dare to miss her Qin'er, killing a hundred times a thousand times, ten thousand times is not enough.

The sword fell in his hand, half of the corpse, blood dripped on his face, staining his black robe red, like a Rakshasa returning from hell.

"Enough..." Nan Lingqin finally grabbed Yu Wenyao's lapel, "He just touched my belt, I'm fine, nothing happened."

She said, it's just that her voice was a little softer than usual, as if she was being extra gentle to Yu Wenyao.

Yu Wenyao's eyes, which had been stained red with anger, finally regained their clarity little by little, finally recovered from the killing, and looked at Nan Lingqin in his arms.

She has lost a lot of weight, and her face is so pale that there is no blood in it. Looking at him now, apart from everything in her eyes, there is only him.

"It's great, I'm in your eyes again."

He said, laughing suddenly, then hugged Nan Lingqin's toes and left here.

Tingfeng, Tingyu and Xu Yiran were all stunned by the scene before them.

This is……

"What happened?"

Xu Yiran landed right after him. He thought about it and felt something was wrong, so he turned back again, and encountered Tingfeng and Tingyu.

Xu Yiran took a step forward, swept around, his eyes were full of astonishment, he didn't know what to think, that clean hand twisted up the black cloth and bloody collar, the man who was moist to the bone, screamed his heart when he showed anger and killing intent fear.

"What did you do to her?"

To make Yu Wenyao so angry, what did this person in front of him do to Xiaoqin...

The pain and unknown situation seemed to be devouring him, and silently frightened Hei Bu Shui.

"She... Nan Lingqin... I, I just untied her coat, no, I didn't touch her, I... I..."

The black cloth water has been irritated, unsteady, his lips hurt, and his whole body hurts, as if he wants to find someone to vent his fear and fear as soon as possible...

Xu Yiran's complexion was not relaxed, but more dignified.

Then, the long sword flew.

Xu Yiran waved her hand in the air.

Hei Bushui's tendons in his hands and hamstrings were broken.

"Walk."

Xu Yiran's figure swept away at the moment, and Ting Feng and Ting Yu also followed with serious expressions.

As soon as the three of them left, two more swift figures descended.

It was Nan Fenghuang and Yu Qingyi.

"What happened?"

Yu Qingyi swept around, and kicked directly at the black cloth that was bloody and bloody, but her face could be seen.

Looking at all of this, you can know who did it, and it is conceivable what happened to him to make blood flow like this.

"Ah I……"

Hei Bu Shui was already frightened, even confused, he was almost like a log, he said the matter just now mechanically like pouring beans, and then murmured, in a daze...

"The devil... the devil..."

"Snapped--"

A spin kick.

Nan Fenghuang stepped forward angrily, and kicked the black cloth water, breaking the big tree, and when he spit out a mouthful of blood, it seemed that the bones were broken.

Nan Fenghuang was especially puzzled, and wanted to go forward again.

"Don't kill him."

Yu Qingyi stopped Nan Fenghuang, motioned him to look at Hei Bu Shui's lipless mouth and a severed arm, "Yu Wenyao deliberately let him live, life is better than death."

How clever Nan Fenghuang was, he paused for a moment, then withdrew his hand, "I understand." Then the two of them fled in the direction Hei Bu Shui pointed just now.

However, as soon as the two left, two more fell down.

And the two are clearly at odds with each other.

She was dressed in rich white jade, and her jade-like eyebrows were tight.

Yu Wen'an, who was dressed in dark blue, looked around, his heart trembling.

"Hey, where is Nan Lingqin?"

Bai Yu directly dug out the black cloth water that was still panting from the pile of corpses, and asked sharply.

Hei Bu Shui has gone crazy now.

Bai Yu punched out.

"what--"

This pain seems to be able to crush the soul and bring back the black cloth water to some sanity.

"She she..."

Repeat what he did just now.

The sky and the earth are gloomy, as if a storm is about to arrive.

Bai Yu really wanted to chop up the man in front of him and feed it to the dogs, but he held back and said with a stern expression, "Keep you, so that you won't die." A seasoning bottle is just a spray of water against the black cloth.

Bright red, sweet and pungent taste.

It was the chili powder newly developed by Bai Yu.

Yu Wen'an looked at it, frowned deeply, and for a moment, looked at Bai Yu who was about to leave, "Do you still have that thing just now?"

"Gone……"

Bai Yu's tone was not very good. If it wasn't for Nie Zui'er saying that Yu Wen'an was a good person and helping Nie Zui'er out of the palace, or because he realized later that he was kidnapped by the Palace of the King of Hell a few years ago, it would have been that time Yu Wenyao deliberately let him go, so that he wouldn't take the initiative to talk to Yu Wen'an, and didn't even bother to talk to him.

However, looking at Yu Wen'an's disappointed expression and the black cloth water crying in pain on the ground, Bai Yu raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "There is still salt..."

"can."

Ever since, there were utterly mournful cries of agony screaming feebly in the grove.

The birds are gone, the winter wind has passed.

There is no hope, only despair.

……

The night was calm, and beside the dense bushes that covered the sky and the moon, the clear stream was quieter than ever. However, someone finally broke the calm.

Yu Wenyao suddenly fell from the air with Nan Lingqin in his arms, and stood by the stream.

The water stained the corner of the robe, and the blood stained the water red like this, and then disappeared instantly.

"You just said that I'm the only one in your world?"

Nan Lingqin asked calmly.

Yu Wenyao chose to remain silent.

Nan Lingqin looked at Yu Wenyao, and then at the clear stream beside him, "Yu Wenyao, are you planning to kill me here and throw the corpse into the stream?"

Yu Wenyao, who had just put down Nan Lingqin, was actually a little at a loss, but he was still standing there calmly, his only pair of phoenix eyes falling on Nan Lingqin's face for a moment, looking at it carefully, as if the next second She will disappear. Yes, listening to her speak like this suddenly, coldly and sarcasticly, I can't help shrinking my heart, and it hurts badly.

"I won't hurt you half a point, don't worry."

"Ah!"

Nan Lingqin looked up at him, sneered, and backed away.

"Don't go."

The wrist was grabbed by Yu Wenyao again.

Nan Lingqin turned to look at Yu Wenyao, frowned and said, "Let go."

"It's dangerous over there, be careful."

"Take your yarn."

Looking at Yu Wenyao's blood-stained body and his frosty eyes, Nan Lingqin became angry, and bit down on the back of Yu Wenyao's hand.

That force can definitely bite Yu Wenyao's bones.

Nan Lingqin bent down fiercely, her lips were not attached, and she paused again.

So what if you bite.

She raised her head again, her face was cold, and at the same time she broke away from his hand, "Don't worry, I'm more serious than anyone else now, and I definitely won't die easily."

"very good."

Yu Wenyao's expression relaxed, and he slowly lowered his wrist.

Nan Lingqin moved away her star eyes, smiled half-smile, then threw Yu Wenyao's clothes to him, and fastened her belt on her own.

The air was so quiet for no reason, only the leaves were slightly rustled by the wind, and the fishy smell was everywhere around the nose.

Nan Lingqin lowered her hands and looked at the creek beside the two. The creek was half the height of a person, and there was a lake next to it.

I don't know how cold the water is?

So, Nan Lingqin suddenly raised his hand and pushed Yu Wenyao in like this.

"Puff-"

The water splashed everywhere, Yu Wenyao sat in the stream, the water covered his shoulders, the blood on his face was stained with water, and flowed down his chin in an instant.

It looks so decadent.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Nan Lingqin asked suddenly.

Yu Wenyao was stared at by Nan Lingqin's clear and lingling gaze, and suddenly felt that his blood was going to stagnate, and his heart was ecstatic for a moment, complicated for a moment, tangled for a moment, his lips twitched for a while, but he said, "I'm waiting for Xu Yiran Come pick you up before I leave."

Hearing this, Nan Lingqin's starry eyes shrank, "So, are you protecting me instead of killing me?"

"……Correct."

This word, the answer is calm, but a little difficult.

"Hehe, Yu Wenyao, are you just pretending to be foolish after being defeated for days?"

Nan Lingqin didn't know what it was like, but suddenly she sneered, "Why did you protect me, why did you bring me here, and why did you kill so many people."

"They shouldn't have thought about it, damn it."

"Damn wool, damn it."

Nan Lingqin stared at Yu Wenyao, he was in the water, his whole body was water-stained, and she was by the stream with her hands hanging down.In short, she looked like a queen, with her chin raised slightly, looking down on everything.

"You may be thinking wrong." Then, Nan Lingqin suddenly said softly.

"Misunderstanding?" Yu Wenyao frowned slightly.

"Yes, I actually like Heibu Shui. I'm in love with you. You love me. It's just that we were flirting, and you appeared."

Nan Lingqin was still full of regrets while she was speaking. After hearing these words, Yu Wenyao's complexion suddenly darkened, and he said very heavily, "Don't be angry."

"Arrogance?"

Nan Lingqin sneered, "Yu Wenyao, don't overestimate your own charm, too much narcissism is not a good thing, and besides, even if I am angry, I should be with Xu Yiran, not you. Seriously... the world has changed , I was quite skeptical about my own taste in the past, but looking at you now, you are really..."

Nan Lingqin's eyes fluttered, staring eyes cast a contemptuous glance at Yu Wenyao, then shook his head, and sighed, "Aside from being good-looking, there are really no advantages. Unlike barbarian warriors, although their faces are rough and their complexion is not good, However, the physique is strong, I was thinking..."

"Nan Lingqin!"

Yu Wenyao seemed to be angry, his face suddenly sank, and in the blink of an eye, he stood by the stream and stood in front of Nan Lingqin, "You, what did you just say?"

"I don't seem to be obliged to explain to you, okay, goodbye."

"Don't go."

"Are you trying to lighten me?"

Yu Wenyao's movement of trying to hold Nan Lingqin stiffened for no reason in Nan Lingqin's words, then his hands slowly dropped and stood on both sides.

I want to belittle you, not only frivolously, but also want you, endlessly want you, but...

I can't!

"Tell me, if I take the initiative to go to the barbarians, will Zhuidamu find me the best warrior?"

Nan Lingqin said again, when she said this, it seemed that she was really not joking.

"No, no."

Yu Wenyao's calm and indifferent attitude finally collapsed.

Nan Lingqin looked at the cold face and was very sullen, and suddenly smiled, "Yu Wenyao, don't you think that I slept with you once, so even if someone hurts my body, I can only accept you A man..."

Yu Wenyao was taken aback.

"The men in Nanqi are so handsome and handsome, and they speak amusingly. I am very happy, so it's okay to leave one or two servants..."

Yu Wenyao's breathing stopped suddenly, and his eyes instantly seemed to be carrying thunderstorm waves, staring at Nan Lingqin blankly, wanting to throw her down, wanting to see through her, but in the end, he couldn't utter a word.

"So, I just found out..."

Nan Lingqin suddenly raised her hand and patted Yu Wenyao's face lightly, the corners of her lips curved slightly, with a sarcastic smile, "Your kung fu sucks," she said.

Hearing these words, Yu Wenyao suddenly lost his anger, he was in pain, every word of Nan Lingqin made him feel so painful.

"I...you..."

He couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Yu Wenyao, it's so fun to tease you."

Nan Lingqin smiled, and then, taking advantage of Yu Wenyao's unpreparedness, pushed him into the stream again and turned away, but after walking a few steps, Nan Lingqin turned around and walked back.

"Yu Wenyao, take you to see how the world is going."

She smiled lightly, then raised her hand, the air in her palm was lingering, Yu Wenyao's figure flickered, and she fell on Nan Lingqin.

After such a delay of effort, she not only suppressed the poison in her body with the cloud technique, but also felt refreshed after the cloud technique worked in her body for a small week. But after such a big battle, he was weak enough.

Nan Lingqin supported Yu Wenyao, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face heavily until a big red mark was formed, then withdrew his hand, but smiled, "Yu Wenyao, you should have such a good opportunity Try my trick."

……

When Xu Yiran, Tingyu and Tingfeng arrived at the side of the stream, Nan Lingqin had already left with Yu Wenyao, and was about to leave, Nan Fenghuang, Yu Qingyi, Yu Wen'an, and Bai Yu arrived almost at the same time.

Xu Yiran glanced at a few people, and suddenly, with a fixed gaze, she walked to a bush in front of her, pulled the grass away, and there was a word engraved on a tree there.

"install."

"It's Nan Lingqin's handwriting."

Nan Fenghuang spoke first, and then heaved a sigh of relief, "It seems that she is safe."

"What about Yu Wenyao, what about him..."

Of course Yu Wen'an is concerned about this.

But no one paid attention to him, except Yu Qingyi, who pulled him, and signaled that the people here wished that he could be punished right away, so don't talk much.

Sure enough, as soon as Yu Wen'an raised his head, he felt that the air was weird.

Nan Fenghuang's and Xu Yiran's eyes almost hurt him.

……

An angry killing that night caused blood to spread, but a figure staggered back and forth among the thorns, and looked behind him from time to time to see if anyone was chasing him.

Who would have thought that the person who was so frustrated and escaped was Xuanyuan Du, the eldest son of Xixia.He was imprisoned for several days by people he didn't know who he was, and finally managed to escape.

Xuanyuan Du didn't know how long he had been running, until he heard no more movement behind him, he finally stopped, and then, step by step, panting heavily, he finally walked out of the thorns, and saw the bustling night market in front of him, even though it was broken Ragged, but there is joy in his eyes.

A joy of going from darkness to light.

He had to find Nan Lingqin quickly and tell her something.

Ahead, just in time, a man hurried past him and nearly knocked him down.

"Quick, it's him... grab it..."

Just as Xuanyuan Du stood still, suddenly footsteps came from his side, mixed with vulgar curses, and then, a gust of wind covered him.

"Hey, that's not right, why is it so tall, it's obviously going to be shorter..."

"Hurry up, put it on with a bag... Hey, it's really short... This face..."

"No, it's the wrong person..."

"Unlucky, what should I do..."

"Hey, don't care about him, seeing how weak he is... he looks really... not bad, let's just use this to make up for it."

"That's fine, anyway, we can hand in someone."

……

At this time, even though it was midnight in Beirong, the city of Qingye, which was located in a dangerous place, the long street was still full of prosperity, especially the brothels.

The melodious sound, playing and singing on the strings, entangles the hearts of the people.

The second floor is full of intoxicating rhetoric, which makes people think of Feifei just by listening to it.

At the end of the corridor, in a room divided into inner and outer rooms, Yu Wenyao was lying on the couch and could not move, while in the outer room, Nan Lingqin sat at the outer table and drank tea by himself. In front of her, the brothel old bustard was Pulling his eyes, he asked again and again with great uncertainty, "My lady...guest, are you sure you want ten girls and ten men?"　
"determine."

"Then, give you another room?"

"No need."

Nan Lingqin shook her finger slightly, smiled charmingly, and pointed to the inside of her plain hand, "All, give it to him."

"Twenty!"

The procuress of the brothel, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but look shocked.

However, Nan Lingqin was as immobile as a mountain, "It doesn't matter, he needs a lot."

The bustard of the brothel...

(End of this chapter)