The first medicine concubine takes the baby to run

Chapter 39
"Yeying, kill her!"

Murong Tianfeng only felt that in his own capacity, a few more words with Ling Binghe would compromise his identity, so he ordered the accompanying female guards to do it.

Yeying swept her body, and the speed was extremely fast, Ling Binghe's heart shuddered slightly, she didn't expect that she had already reached the high-level human-level Qinglian realm, she was about the same age as herself, and her cultivation base was so high.

"However, for a beginner with this kind of talent, how can he be worthy of King Zisu?" Murong Tianfeng smiled contemptuously, and stood aside casually to watch the excitement. In her opinion, this Ling Binghe was just for her own use. object of pleasure.

Today she not only wants to laugh at Ling Binghe, but also kills her.

But in an instant, there was a wound on Ling Binghe's arm, and the flesh turned out, and Ye Ying also gently shook off the blood on the dagger.

Ling Binghe's heart tightened, relying on refining medicine and cheating, she could be unscrupulous in the Hua family, but if she met a real master, the speed and change of fighting spirit would naturally not be enough.

For Ye Ying, Murong Tianfeng also had absolute confidence. Although Ye Ying was only a servant of Murong's family, his cultivation was no worse than his own.

However, Ling Binghe really disappointed Murong Tianfeng a little, but he is just a master who has just entered the human level, so why can he purify the Xuanyin Divine Bow?
"I didn't expect you to be so weak. With your level, you dared to climb on Zisu Longdan's bed and wanted to play hard-to-get with the prince. Are you worthy?" Murong Tianfeng's eyes turned cold.

Accompanied by Murong Tianfeng's words, Yeying's fighting spirit was poured into the short-lived sharp blade in his hand, and every time he swung it, there was a dark silver light, and the speed of his movement was indescribable.

"I've never coveted Zisu Longdan." Ling Binghe raised her head and said, caught off guard, the blade in Ye Ying's hand scratched her shoulder, and a string of vermilion blood beads swayed quickly.It can be said that Yeying's moves are not gorgeous, but they also did not waste any fighting spirit. Once the sharp blade in her hand touches something, the fighting spirit between the blades will quickly spin out, severely injuring the opponent. "Murong Tianfeng, let me make a deal with you." Ling Binghe said with pain.

Yeying didn't care, and the offensive didn't weaken by half.

On the contrary, Murong Tianfeng was a little interested. Although she was interested, she didn't stop Ye Ying from moving. She just stood aside and said with a sneer, "Say something quickly!"

Ling Binghe became ruthless, Shuiyue Bingpo barely missed Ye Ying's killer blade in his hand, and the other hand simply grabbed Ye Ying unceremoniously.To say that Yeyingren looks indifferent, but his chest is full of material, and after all, he is a woman, so he shrinks his body subconsciously.Ling Binghe took the opportunity to make a fast attack, and had just a moment to catch his breath.

The hair around her face was wet with sweat, Ling Binghe took the opportunity to say: "It's fine to kill me, but you have to let Yaya go. He is the son of Zisu Longdan, and he doesn't understand anything, so you don't need to kill me , and it is not necessary to take the risk of being found out and kill Zisu Longdan's heir."

"If you can beat Yeying, I can let Yaya go!" Murong Tianfeng's face was gloomy.

Unexpectedly, Yaya is really the seed of Zisu Longdan, Zisu King must have been threatened by this woman with an heir before he was willing to marry Ling Binghe.

This woman is using such despicable means to take away the man she loves!

A bloodthirsty light flashed in Murong Tianfeng's eyes, but a scornful look flashed in his eyes.With Ling Binghe's current aptitude, she didn't believe that Ling Binghe had a chance to beat Ye Ying.Because Yeying's strength is not inferior to his own, and even higher than his own.But it's a pity that Ye Ying is just a servant of the Murong family, a killing machine of the Murong family.Putting forward this condition, Murong Tianfeng wanted to play with Ling Binghe. This woman provoked her anger again and again, making Murong Tianfeng feel that killing Ling Binghe alone was not enough to dispel her hatred!
"If you really want to save your son's life, then go and win Ye Ying desperately."

She wants to give Ling Binghe a glimmer of hope first, and then completely destroy it.Is it possible that Ling Binghe can beat Yeying?
Although she knew that the hope was slim, Ling Binghe stood in the blood, raised her head, and there was a trace of determination and sharpness in her eyes. Compared with Murong Tianfeng and Ye Ying, she was only a low-level fighter, but the sharpness in her eyes was also Full of sharpness.

"Okay, I will win Yeying, and I won't let Yaya get into trouble."

For a moment, this kind of brilliant and eye-catching eyes surprised Murong Tianshui, but what followed was Ye Ying's merciless blow.

The dagger pierced into Ling Binghe's arm, and Ye Ying's leg kicked Ling Binghe's lower abdomen, causing Ling Binghe to bend his knees to the ground!

Ye Ying in black is like the most cold-blooded killing machine, and will never waver or show mercy.And Ling Binghe's almost frivolous movements just now aroused Ye Ying's anger even more, making Ye Ying's actions more ruthless and hotter!
it hurts!Ling Binghe felt as if her internal organs were about to be shattered, but she bit her lips tightly and did not utter a soft moan.

"Stop!" Unexpectedly, it was Murong Tianfeng who yelled, which also made Yeying's eyes a little confused.

"Hua Tianshui, although there is a huge difference in strength, I will give you a chance to win. You can fight with your bare hands. I think you know that even if you use the top magic weapon, it can't match the ordinary sharp blade in Ye Ying's hands." Murong There was a mocking light in Tianfeng's eyes.

Ling Binghe was slightly shocked, but when she looked up, she saw Ye Ying throwing down the sharp knife in her hand, her eyes were full of arrogance and confidence.

Swallowing a mouthful of blood in her throat, Ling Binghe immediately put aside her Shuiyue Bingpo, and put down Yaya who was lying on her back by the way.

On that pink and tender little face, now the golden eyes are filled with tears, and Yaya's weeping expression makes Ling Binghe dare not look too much, so as not to affect her fighting spirit.

To survive, she had to fight. She knew she was being played by Murong Tianfeng, but she absolutely could not back down.

Ling Binghe's beautiful face was faintly pale, but a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth was red as fire, and her decisive expression made her face even more bright.

Murong Tianfeng crossed his hands and hugged his chest, although he was sure of winning, he felt more and more uncomfortable inside.

(End of this chapter)