She raised the wrong cub

Chapter 157 Little Human Beauty?
The man took Zhou Ling and threw it on the deck.

The strong spiritual force made Zhou Ling dizzy like a little chicken.

The moment she fell, Zhou Ling flipped over and supported the ground with one hand handsomely. Fortunately, she didn't get hit by the fall.

But Ah Li was not so lucky, and was thrown onto the deck with a "bang".

His back hit the railing vigorously, and he spat out a big mouthful of bright red blood.

Zhou Ling was so frightened that she quickly crawled over to help A Li, took out a pill and fed it.

It was only when Ah Li swallowed the pill that the man walked over and raised his big foot.

Zhou Ling reacted quickly and rolled around holding Ah Li, narrowly avoiding it.

The body couldn't help trembling slightly, telling myself not to panic.

These people are not kind, but not against them.

calm down!
The man probably didn't expect the woman to react so quickly, and walked over again.

Zhou Ling looked up, her eyes full of vigilance.

"Yo? Little beauty?"

The man has small eyes and a hooked nose, is tall and tall, approaching every step of the way, and teases with his mouth.

Seeing too many monster beauties, it's rare to see a pure human stunner, the man's heart itch.

On the deck, among the dozens of monks in the Tianzi house, they were already lying on the ground in disorder.

At first glance, they are all moving, and they don't appear to be life-threatening.

The moonlight poured down, and the pretty female monks like Zhou Ling all had red eyes.

Although the clothes are a bit messy, they have not been violated.

Zhou Ling's mind turned quickly: They didn't want money, and they grabbed the woman and threw them out as soon as they entered the door. Obviously, they didn't come here for color!
That is.
Find someone!Or find something!

The two people who had searched Zhou Ling's room came out and spit indiscriminately:
"There is no such girl at all, who gave the news! It made me drive all night!"

They searched from the first floor to the top floor. Zhou Ling's room was the last one, and there was still nothing they were looking for.

The hooked-nosed man had already walked up to Zhou Ling and squatted down, squinting up and down to look at Zhou Ling.

Ah Li endured the pain and wanted to stand in front of him, but was stopped by Zhou Ling.

Behind, a man with sunken cheeks and blue eye circles stepped forward and also looked at Zhou Ling.

"What a tender little beauty, Tie San, if you don't dare, let me have a good time first? You can't go home empty-handed tonight."

The man touched his chin, staring straight at Zhou Ling with his lewd eyes, from his face to his neck, all the way down.

Zhou Ling was disgusted and couldn't help but want to summon the Golden Lotus Fire, and looked at the scene present.

Dozens of people, any one of them can kill her.

Among the hundreds of monks on board, those who fought had been killed, and the smell of blood permeated faintly.

Of those who dare not fight back, there is no one who can withstand the cultivation level of the god transformation stage.

If she is violated, no one will help her!

It seems that the matter of exposing the spiritual fire of heaven and earth has to be brought to light.

It's just that once the fire of the golden lotus is brought to life, she will not have a leisurely life in the future.
The man named Tie San was provoked by the wretched man and kicked him:
"Go! Let me have a good time before letting you"

Zhou Ling was angry, her stomach turned, this time she was really disgusted, and there was a light golden color in the depths of her eyes.

If this salty pig's hand dares to stick out, she will burn him to ashes!

Tie San stared at Zhou Ling, seeing her big watery eyes filled with fear and pretending to be calm, not only her heart itched, but her hands also itched.

Among the surrounding crowd, there were those who looked indifferently, and there were also a few female monks who wanted to help but did not dare to step forward, so they could only turn their eyes away.

A cluster of small golden flames had already ignited in Zhou Ling's palm.

Tiesan reached out and was about to pinch somewhere.

The moment Zhou Ling shot, faster than her was a green spiritual power.

Tiesan's arm fell to the ground as if cut by a sharp thread.

The strange thing is that the blood did not splatter.

　Cannon fodder man: Little beauty. Hehehehe
　　Little Green: You are dead!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)