Taoyuan little fairy doctor

Chapter 192 Hunter and Prey

"prey?"

He hugged him, Lin Zhengmao of Li Mei with a sexy and hot body, looked at Chen Hao with cold eyes, and said arrogantly, "Are you talking about yourself? Do you think that if you don't make perfect preparations , I will let you come here, today, you are dead!"

Li Mei, who was being held in Lin Zhengmao's arms by Lin Zhengmao's arms at this moment, looked at herself with resentful eyes as she saw her body protruding forward and backward.

While Chen Hao raised his eyebrows lightly.

Laughing wildly, Lin Zhengmao continued.

"Chen Hao, the woman you love the most is dead! Of course, if you don't care about that little widow at all, then you don't have to care about it at all. Otherwise, I think you should kneel down and beg me to spare your life. That's the smartest way, maybe, as soon as I'm happy, I'll let you go."

The moment I heard this.

Boom~!

Between the huge spiritual energy surging.

In the house of the pretty widow Ma Parsley.

Ma Xiangqin, who has an enchanting figure and fair skin, is sleeping soundly at this moment.

Poof~!

While the blood soared.

He Yuting, who was as brisk as a swallow, had already collided with the fist of a man in black with her long straight legs.

boom!
The huge fist force not only shattered He Yuqing's feet into pieces in an instant, even one of her trouser legs was shattered by the huge force.

Whoosh~!

He Yuting swung her right leg suddenly with her strength.

He kicked heavily on the left arm of the man in front of him.

boom!
Under the huge shock.

Qiao anchor He Yuting's figure flashed, and she had already retreated to the railing of the balcony with her strength.

The arch of the left foot of the shoe had been shattered, and after firmly grasping the round head on the railing post, she, who was extremely stable, could not help but slightly move her right foot.

"Pretty girl, your cultivation level is not bad, you are not the target of hunting, surrender to me, but your life will be spared."

Facing the men in black who were approaching at every step.

He Yuting's beautiful eyes, with serious eyes, suddenly burst into light.

Choking ~!

At the same time as the hands are quickly forming seals.

The dagger that Chen Hao stuffed for her was already out of its sheath, the sharp blade and the reflected light made the burly man narrow his eyes for a moment.

With a thud.

The slender He Yuting had disappeared.

at the same time,

The men in black who had rushed towards the pretty widow Ma Xiangqin felt a red light flash in front of them.

Afterwards, they were horrified to see that the big man who repelled He Yuting before had not only been torn apart, but the next moment, they were horrified to find that they were also decapitated.

Pfft!Pfft!
At the same time that several people were all killed.

He Yuting, who had a slender figure and round and slender legs like a compass, stayed where she was. She didn't look at Ma Xiangqin who was lying on the bed, nor did she look at the enemies who had already decapitated.

She just looked at the dagger in her hand in shock, which was humming excitedly at the moment.

A pattern like a phoenix reborn from the ashes is gradually becoming clear on the sword.

"Artifact!"

While He Yuting was horrified.

At this time in Zhenlong Gorge, Chen Hao, who was standing proudly on the open space, flashed the dark clouds and the bright moon in the sky, and said with a calm smile: "Unfortunately, my woman can't be touched, you sent to kill Ma Xiangqin All of them are dead."

"impossible!"

While Lin Zhengmao was speaking, Yin Ziping had already started contacting.

But got no response at all.

Such a situation caused Lin Zhengmao's complexion to change dramatically.

But still snorted coldly.

"Excellent, I didn't expect you to arrange a manpower, but even if you keep the pretty widow, so what? Chen Qiming and his wife are bound to die now!"

While his voice fell.

Snapped!
sound.

The third aunt of Tang Huilan, who often goes to Chen Qiming's house to borrow things, is in the courtyard of Chen Qiming's house. She is holding a man in black who is obviously out of breath. Throwing it against the courtyard wall, like throwing a garbage bag, onto a large two-wheeled cart on the side of the road, still babbling.

"1.2.3.4.5... I eat so fat, I have to be buried if I kill it. Isn't this going to exhaust my old bones? Alas, Qiming should be hired for this job."

At this time, Chen Qiming in the master bedroom was still snoring loudly.

In the room on the north side, Tang Huilan, who was sleeping soundly, just dreamed of Chen Hao. At this time, her round thighs were riding on the quilt, not only hugging tightly, but also pouted her small mouth.

"If you make trouble for Chen Qiming, then you are your biggest trouble."

Chen Hao almost laughed out loud.

At the same time, Yin Ziping also gave Lin Zhengmao an unconnectable look.

This made Lin Zhengmao take a deep breath with a complex expression, because he couldn't believe that those disciples who were hailed as elites had all lost contact without a sound.

"Chen Hao, don't get carried away, even if Chen Qiming and his wife and your little widow escaped by chance, it will not change your fate at all, because you will see right away that Yu Liying, secretary of the beautiful village, will kneel on my knees." Before you, beg me to let her go."

at the same time.

Yu Liying, secretary of the beauty village, is sleeping soundly in her room at this time, with a pretty face and a playful cartoon nightcap, she is youthful and invincible.

And on the courtyard wall outside, three black shadows flashed across.

They are the three male disciples of the Dizangmen who are in charge of guarding the wind.

They waited outside for a while, and found that three female disciples went in to tie up a beautiful woman who was helpless, but the secretary of the village did not move for a long time, and couldn't help but climb over the wall and come in.

The result just landed.

In the yard, with the crackling of matches,

The three of them were horrified to see that the old village chief, Chen Yuanchao, was sitting bored on the small flower wall in the vegetable garden outside Yu Liying's door.

And with the faint light of the fire, they could see clearly.

A female disciple with a protruding figure and a small flower-planting shovel stuck in her throat was nailed to the wall.

Another female disciple had her neck broken and was lying there on her back.

There is also a female disciple kneeling in front of the old village head, motionless, only the sound of dripping water can be heard.

Taking a puff of cigarette, he shook out the match in his hand.

Chen Yuanchao, the old village chief, said helplessly, "People in Xiaonan Village don't bother to walk in the rivers and lakes, it's just because you people are good at cooking and like to fight."

"go!"

The leader made a decisive decision immediately.

After saying the word go, he got up and wanted to climb over the wall and leave, but he didn't even see the old village chief's movement.

Bang!
The hay fork had already pierced his chest.

The other two fled in horror.

One just fell over the wall.

A wooden abacus had already penetrated his head, scaring the other person to kneel on the spot and beg for mercy.

"Master, have mercy! I dare not do it again."

in his voice.

The courtyard door of Yu Liying's house opened with a creak, and the bald, pot-bellied accountant Deng walked in with a smile.

(End of this chapter)