Can Feng defies the sky

Chapter 61 The Prince's Back 2
With a bang, just as Chu Qianxun stepped onto the last step, the step suddenly turned and fell.

Chu Qianxun yelled, and carried the woman soaring into the sky, with a flamboyant posture in mid-air, the eagle shook and fell in shock.

Behind him, a person shouted "Shoot."

"Om..." A large group of arrows shot like black clouds, and at the moment when the night wind was dark and dark, they shot towards Chu Qianxun's back heart overwhelmingly.

The battle outside the temple is a brave fight of blood and fire; the battle inside the temple is a contest of strategy and mind.

The smog was pitch black, and one could tell it was poisonous.

Wei Lingran didn't blink her eyes, didn't tilt her head, and didn't let her figure give way, pulling Chu Dongcheng into the poisonous smoke.

Chu Dongcheng's face turned ashen for a moment, he never thought that this fake eunuch would be so sensitive and quick-witted, normal people would instinctively choose to avoid it in such a situation, but he wanted to drag himself into the poisonous smoke to die.

Wei Lingran glanced sideways at Chu Dongcheng's pale face, and felt complacent, you bastard, who wants to die with you, girl, I have a drug-addicted treasure hidden on my wrist!

Wei Lingran dragged him, and laughed mockingly, "Why, is His Royal Highness afraid?"

Suddenly, a small cold hum came from above his head, the voice was soft and misty, like a shapeless cloud, seemingly absent.

A cold snort fell, and the cloud of black smoke dissipated instantly.

Chu Dongcheng's ashen-like face suddenly glowed, if Wei Lingran hadn't choked him tightly by the throat, he would probably have cried out with joy.

Wei Lingran's eyes were a little colder, she clenched the thin wing-like short dagger tightly in her hand, it was stuffed into her hand by Tu Gedi before leaving, just now when Chu Dongcheng was restrained with drug and silver needles, she Think of this dagger.

The thin surface of the dagger is flat like a mirror, reflecting the shadow of the man on the beam. He is vaguely an old Taoist, with a gray goatee, gray hair, black gray Taoist robes, and a flowing temperament like a cloud. It feels like he is constantly drifting, which is dizzying and hallucinating.

He lazily "floats" on the beam, scratches his head a little boredly, strokes his goatee, and tore off a hair sticking to his face, puts it in the palm of his hand in a trance, and said lightly: "The prince of Luoli really didn't No, I didn't come half a step late, but I was almost slaughtered by this skinny kid."

Chu Dongcheng's complexion changed, and an iron blue color gradually appeared in the unreal change, but Wei Lingran smiled and said, "Hey, Senior Liang, don't underestimate this prince, he is not good at fighting, but his other skills are First-class, such as playing tricks, seducing an unmarried woman, assassinating a brother, etc., those methods are really high!"

Chu Dongcheng's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth loudly. The eyes he looked at Wei Lingran were almost three points sharper than a knife that cut bones and scraped flesh. Wei Lingran stared at him without flinching. Without hiding the contempt and hatred for him in his eyes, he said lightly, "Why, you want to kill me? What a coincidence, I want to kill you too, and I want to make your corpse into fertilizer. If I didn't consider you This little life is still a bit useful, just now I chopped you into pieces with a knife, you disgusting bastard."

The more she talked, the angrier she became. When she first saw Chu Qianxun, when Qianxun was besieged by a group of beggars, the scene of deathless expression, and the scene of Chu Qianxun tearing down the wall and listening to his mother and concubine singing, all dangled in front of her eyes. The shaking made her heart ache like a wrenching anger, and she raised her hand to "slap" and slapped her across the face, "Nimma, what a shit prince, I get angry when I see you, beat me up first."

The crisp sound of flesh being rubbed by external force echoed in the room, and some guards who rushed in to rescue him turned pale and their legs were weak, secretly hating themselves for rushing so fast for Mao.

Wei Lingran squinted at Chu Dongcheng, and chuckled softly, "Call, you call, let more people come in, more people will see me slap His Royal Highness Luoli, turn around and look If there is one more person, I will slap one more slap in the face, and all will be given away for free, no tickets will be charged, it is a rare event!"

Chu Dongcheng's chest heaved violently and his whole body was trembling. His face flushed red at first, then turned pale, and then gradually turned livid. The colors alternated in a circle, which was really beautiful - he could see Wei Lingran's strength With a rascal's temperament, you can do what you say. He is a dignified prince of a country, and he was slapped in the face by a pariah in public. What kind of face will he have after the news is heard?In desperation, he had no choice but to growl again and again, "Get out, get out."

The guards retreated outside the hall with cold sweat on their faces and bowed their heads as if meeting an amnesty. The old man on the beam lazily said, "Boy, don't be too arrogant. In front of my old man, it's too much for you to fan the left and right." It's too shameless to say something, you can stir it up once or twice, it's enough."

"Senior," Wei Lingran suddenly smiled cheerfully, "I really like you more and more," she smiled at her head, and when she lowered her head, her smile was chilling, "Listen to you, fan it once or twice."

She flicked her backhand, and "slap" was another slap in the face with clear five-finger prints. Facing the bulging veins, Chu Dongcheng, who was so angry that he wished he could hit the wall, blinked innocently and said with a smile, "Senior wants me to slap you once or twice." Second, I don't have any advantages in this person, but I respect teachers more, he is a senior, and I must listen to what he says."

Old Taoist Liang Shang laughed. His beard looked old, his gray hair looked old, and his voice sounded sleepy, but his laughter was youthful and full of vigor, "You This child is to my liking, but it's a pity..."

He was speaking well, but suddenly he let out a deep sigh, and under the sigh, his sleeves moved.

With a movement of his sleeve, Wei Lingran immediately blocked the dagger horizontally, and with a chirping sound, the silver light collided fiercely with a dark light that appeared like a ghost. The dark light was like a heavy dark cloud, hitting it one after another, layer after layer, hitting again and again.

The dark light struck, the clouds surged, and it took a long time to rest!

The jet-black hair, which was cut off by the sharp blade and the shock of true power, drifted down slowly.

Sen Liang's snow-white and icy blade was approaching the tip of Wei Lingran's eyebrows, and Wei Lingran's face that had finally shed all the pockmarks and regained its beauty was about to be disfigured!

Wei Lingran didn't even blink his eyes, put down the dagger without changing his face, smiled and said, "Oh, senior, thank you for helping me cut off the hair that is in the way."

The old Taoist Xuanhui suddenly said, "You have the true power of the Moon Lord in your body, are you the apprentice of the Moon Lord?"

Wei Ling was stunned, her eyelids drooping and her eyeballs rolling around. She had heard Chu Qianxun mention that Yue Zun is one of the five great lords in the world, so let's not care about the real power of Yue Zun in her body, just listen to this In the tone of a veteran, this old thing is probably one of the five great venerables. Among the five great venerables, Yun Zun and Yue Zun have never been at odds, so this answer must be careful.

She strangled Chu Dongcheng's neck, put the dagger across his face and her own, and replied with a smile, "I don't know the moon and sun gods, but I accidentally picked up a broken booklet some time ago, and practiced painting petals from a gourd." Just two strokes, this is probably what the seniors said about the true strength of the Moon Lord."

The old man looked at her lightly, and said to himself, "Yue Zun has good eyesight, I think you have very good bones, and you are quite suitable for practicing my martial arts, but it's a pity..."

He shook his head and sighed, Wei Lingran immediately raised his dagger again.

"call……"

A fierce undercurrent surged from the soles of Wei Lingran's feet, silent but overwhelming, like Chi Lian flying across the sky, rushing for thousands of miles in an instant without realizing it, there is an irresistible natural force in the fierceness She only felt her ankles tense, and before she could make any response, she was thrown out by the airflow.

She stumbled, rolled and flung out, and hit the thick wall heavily. She fell to the ground with a bang, coughed violently, and immediately coughed up a large mouthful of blood.

The fresh blood was shockingly red and dazzlingly fresh!Scarlet sweetness chokes the throat!
(End of this chapter)