Can Feng defies the sky

Chapter 62 The Prince's Back 3
The old Taoist shook his head again and sighed: "Oh, what a pity..."

With a bang, Wei Lingran bumped into the corner of the bed this time, breaking a rib in her back.

"pity……"

"Bah!" With a sound, Wei Lingran slid out from the cold and hard bluestone floor, directly smashing off a layer of flesh from his elbow.

"Crack!" Wei Lingran's fingers holding the dagger suddenly flipped over strangely, and two of them broke.

No matter how the old Taoist pretended to sigh and sigh, no matter how tough Wei Lingran used, no matter whether Wei Lingran broke a bone or a finger, Chu Dongcheng was firmly held by her from the beginning to the end, and she would never let go.

Her dagger was kept close to Chu Dongcheng's throat. When her finger was broken, she used her palm to wrap it tightly. Every time she fell or slipped, the dagger dangled back and forth, making Chu Dongcheng tremble with fear. Every time she rolls out, the sharp dagger will draw one or more bloodstains on Chu Dongcheng's body. One wound or a drop of blood on her body will cause another wound or more blood on Chu Dongcheng's body. In short, she was injured and suffered a loss, and she would never let Chu Dongcheng feel comfortable.

The old Taoist finally stopped his hands, and the turbulent breath that controlled the natural force of heaven and earth swimming in the inner room stopped immediately. He rolled up his sleeves, stepped on the low stool, and his goatee trembled and trembled. He glanced at Wei Lingran slightly angrily, then shook his head for a while, "I've never seen a kid like you who is so cruel to himself and so rascal to others!"

"Senior" Wei Ling took a sip, and spit out the blood and ape-smelling saliva on Chu Dongcheng's face. Finally, by the way, he wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth with Chu Dongcheng's golden python robe, with a smile still on his face. Ru Mingyue, "You know, I can't beat you with my strength, but as long as I am not afraid of death, the hostages in my hands can still be kept. Even if you kill me here, I will drag him to the back when I die. I must do it today!" Let him understand what backing is!"

Chu Dong stared at her densely, "What is back?"

Wei Lingran replied with a grin, "A prince like you, who was surrounded by rich clothes and rich food and dominated by desire for power since he was a child, and who is used to using black-hearted schemes to kill people, but finally choked to death under his own saliva. , It’s completely memorized.”

"Why do you have to do this, kid?" The old Taoist Xuanhui sat on the chair in a disorderly manner, his white eyebrows trembling, and stared at her, "Is it worth it? Why?"

Wei Ling was silent, and there was a flash of light in front of his eyes. In the image, this bastard prince set up a trap to frame Chu Qianxun. Qianxun couldn't go back to his country, and couldn't go back to his family. His mother couldn't see each other, thinking that Qianxun was running away from home On the road to the country, he escaped in blood all the way, and guarded him loyally all the way. Thinking of Qianxun's despair of being captured by a big stone and sinking in the river, thinking of Qianxun's desolation of killing his own body to feed evil fish, thinking of Qianxun's hardships and hanging Seeing the bitterness of being a beggar after crawling hundreds of miles in one breath, Wei Lingran's eyes felt astringent, and he felt that his whole body was gradually falling into a cold bottomless sadness.

She pressed the dagger hard on Chu Dongcheng's artery, and watched the coldness through her body, a trace of blood dripping from the neck and throat of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, with a cold smile in her eyes, and said coldly, "For those who sacrificed innocently , for the crimes that Qian Xun has suffered, it is worth it! It's so fucking worth it!"

The old Taoist stared at her in confusion, and said anxiously for a while, "A person like you, why would you risk your life every now and then? If you let him go, I'll ask him to spare you in the future, that's all."

"Senior, I think you made a mistake. Now it's not whether he will spare me, but whether I will spare him!" Wei Lingran smiled and looked at him indifferently. He wanted to protect Chu Dongcheng, but she To take Chu Dongcheng's dog's life, they - they have no common language.

The old Taoist Xuan Hui scratched his head, stood up, rubbed his hands and walked around a few times, then murmured helplessly for a while, "I knew I would meet you, a difficult kid today, but I really didn't accept the Chu family's favor back then."

After thinking about it, he stared at Wei Lingran with wide-eyed eyes, pulled off a white beard with pain, and said seriously, "Boy, I will give you one of my beards, this thing may save your life in the future, you give it now I let him go, and I made him promise not to trouble you again."

Wei Lingran looked at this violent and simple-minded one of the five great lords, shook his head, and said seriously for a while, "Senior, although I don't have a white beard now, I will definitely have white hair in the future, and I guess it will definitely be no worse than yours. You don't have a beard, so I won't bother you to give it away, you should keep your things for yourself."

"Ah!" The old Taoist stared at her for a long while and suddenly closed his eyes. He scratched his head and scratched his head in agitation. After turning the white beard into powder in his palm, he frowned and stared at her for a long while, until he saw that Wei Lingran's heart was trembling. Suddenly he changed from being irritable, and his breath sank, and he said coldly, "Then I have no choice but to kill you today!"

Outside, Chu Qianxun was in mid-air, with a graceful and graceful figure, Sai Tianshen.

The steps in front of him collapsed, and the arrows behind him rained down with Gao Moxuan in his arms, leaving only one hand to fight the enemy.

If he throws Gao Moxuan at this time, he can jump over the steps and fall into the trap, and escape the dense arrow rain behind him.

However, he turned around from the air, smiled coldly, and held Gao Moxuan even tighter, and then sternly shouted: "Get up".

He flew out with one foot, and lifted up the sunken stone step. It was a whole piece of white jade slab, several meters long and weighing a thousand catties. He was lifted up by his single foot, and went straight up into the air, at the same height as his body.

The stone slab stood up, facing the dense rain of arrows behind him. No matter how powerful the bow and arrow were, they couldn't pierce the solid stone. The arrows broke when they hit the stone slab. fall down.

He fell down, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and under his feet was a pit full of steel knife spikes.

Chu Qianxun narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression unchanged.

Lightly scolded, "Shut up".

Although his tone was light, his momentum was overwhelming. When he drank, the guards on the steps who were about to stab him were all startled. After being startled, their hands stopped in unison. During this shock, Chu Qian Xun slashed the horse horizontally, stretched his legs, and swept out an impossible arc, narrowly resting on the edge of the pit.

Once he braced his figure, he was as stable as a rock, and when he raised his head, his black and cool eyes hit him like sharp black iron, and the guards who came up to besiege him were suffocated again.

Without any hesitation or hesitation, he immediately swept his legs, turned around and flew up, Chu Qianxun stretched out his hand, and dozens of long grasses were instantly transferred to his hand, and he swung it vigorously, the guards at the front, back, left, and right were whistling. Li jumped out, rolled all over the ground, hugged his head and groaned endlessly, and some fell into the trap, screaming and splashing blood, Chu Qianxun's eyes condensed into frost, stepped on the heads of those people, and directly He flew towards the gate of the inner hall.

At the same time as flying, through the thin red lips let out a scream as if from hell, "Anyone who stands in my way - die!"

The words were simple but terrifying, Chu Qianxun uttered coldly, his eyes did not move, and the long hair in his hand had already picked out several people. Amidst the blood splattering, he said indifferently and coldly, "I don't like killing people, but If you think your heads are in the way on your necks, I don't mind cutting them off for you."

His brows were silent, countless blood and mud stained his clothes, but could not stain his clear and cold eyes.

The woman who was held by him had already vomited so empty that she had nothing to vomit. With the tip of his sword flying, blood splashed all over her head and face, leaving only yellow bile and began to retch.

Even the corners of Chu Qianxun's eyes were stingy, and he never looked at her while retching, only the sword in his hand was flying up and down amidst the shattering of flesh, bones and skin.

The blood spread all over the ground, staining the emerald green leaves into a dark red.

The killing was still going on, and people kept rushing forward, and people kept falling in the thick pool of blood.

As if indefatigable, he raised his sword and dropped his hand, blood and flesh flying!
Stop the killing with the most direct and cruel killing!
At this moment, Chu Qianxun didn't want to care about whether the people rushing up to him and wielding knives were from the people of Luoli. He only knew that Wei Lingran's danger would increase if he waited a moment longer. Whoever stopped in front of him It's like pointing at Jian Wei Lingran. Then, whoever comes up will die!

(End of this chapter)