Overlord, Love Me Tender

Chapter 100 Xuanyin's gas (4)

The night's response is extremely sensitive.

Do not……

It should be said that the reaction of the evil sword is acute.

Whenever Fengjing finds out the flaws of the night Qingling itself, the evil sword will control the body of the night spirit to avoid.

I don’t give any chance to the night maple.

The night Fengjing was once again smashed by a sword and flew to the ground.

The night is clear and the palms are clenched, and the singularity is deep and terrible.

She succumbed to the angry anger of her heart.

She can't stop this game.

Even if the evil sword is told to the master now, it will take a long time to verify whether the evil sword is a dark power.

In the Xuanbao Pagoda, there are thousands of people. It is impossible for the Master to give up the whole game for a student.

And if she left, the night Qingling really madly killed the night Fengjing how to do?

She was anxious and dry, and she secretly wondered why the audience area and the platform had to be separated into two spaces.

Otherwise, she can tell him about the evil sword.

Xu is sensing the anxiety of the night.

Falling on the ground, the **** night maple, slammed up.

This time, he did not mention the knife again, and rushed hard.

Instead, the figure quickly circumvented behind the night, and the long arm stretched out and grasped the wrist of the night spirit.

"Is it true that the siblings of my siblings are true?" The night fell to see him, and he was shocked.

This is exactly what she thought in her heart.

The night clear spirit is controlled by the evil sword to stand on the ring.

If she restrained her hand, she controlled the evil sword!

The night fell and fell deeply and stared at the night Fengjing's face full of blood, and the front face of a few blue-streaked face.

His face became paler and paler, clasping the five fingers of the night's wrist, tightening bit by bit.

It seems to have exhausted all strength.

Sure enough, the night clearing of the wrist is bound, in the twisting, there is no way to release the mysterious.

"This trick, although it can resist a moment, but your brother's strength is too weak, if it is wrapped in the evil spirit of the evil sword, it will be swallowed by the evil sword." The voice of the old man worried.

The night is clear and the lips are pressed.

This point, she naturally understands.

However, she believes that the night maple, believe in his pure heart.

The evil sword wants to devour or control human beings, only to grasp a trace of darkness in the human heart.

Night Fengjing is a pure white person.

"Want to grab my sword? I don't think about it!"

On the stage, suddenly there was a spoiled drink.

I saw the night qingling spirit smoldering, a pair of **** eyes, shining irritating anger.

It was not able to move around with the night maple stalks. It was already upset by the night.

A sinister qi, from the long sword, spread quickly.

Night Fengjing only felt the pain in the palm of his hand, the cold chill, and wrapped his entire arm in an instant.

There was a pain in the arm that was corroded.

Immediately, the night Qing Ling body is turned into a snail, and a dangling is reversed, which is separated from the night maple plaque.

A trip to the foot.

The chest of Fengjing in the middle of the night.

The night maple snorted and was kicked out and hit the edge of the ring.

This time, he fell to the ground, but he could never climb again.

The blood of the mouth is overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Little!" The night cleared and eagerly forward, going to the night Fengjing.

In front of the eyes, it is blocked by an invisible barrier.

She couldn't get through, she could only watch the night maple suffocating, and the blood had already stained his clothes.

The bright red blood makes the night clear and laughter: "Is it better than you, and you are worthy of this lady? You are just like your waste sister. You can only kneel on the ground and bow down to the waste!"

Update to, the next is in the afternoon.

I am snoring and snoring while writing, and I feel so cute!

(End of this chapter)