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Chapter 38 The blood prince is too seductive 35
Xia Ling was already ready for the battle, but the other party's attitude was clearly abnormal, and he did not agree to her request, but still asked her such questioning questions directly.

Moreover, if he was taken back, he would know the consequences of Xia Ling without thinking about it.

Therefore, it is obviously impossible to go back with the Southwest Blood Hunter.

The only thing Xia Ling is thinking about now is that Fengyuezi implanted by the system in his body, I don't know what level it is, whether there is a possibility of a war, or whether it can protect these blood races.

Xia Ling's black eyes slightly raised, but he still said coldly: "I said it before, leave Li He to me."

It is an impossible fact for Li He to hand over to Xia Ling, and it is also an impossible fact for Xia Ling to return to the Southwest Blood Hunting Organization.

Perhaps some people could not understand the arrogance of Xia Ling's current disadvantage, and said coldly: "You are still negotiating terms with us in this situation? What's more, you are just a small blood hunter, and we are S-level blood hunters. It is easy for you to overthrow, and you still don't know what is good or bad."

Jiu Chi's bloody eyes moved slightly, he couldn't stand it anymore, his thin lips raised, showing a bloodthirsty smile: "You dirt dogs who climbed up are really disgusting, my sister-in-law is protected by our northern blood clan , If you dare to hurt her, you can kill you even if you die."

These blood clans are completely on the same front as Xia Ling, and Xia Ling is their partner in their eyes.

Yang Xiu's brows were already furrowed impatiently, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "In this case, today we will behead the traitor Xia Ling on behalf of the Southwest Blood Hunting Organization, and at the same time, kill these All the blood races were also wiped out."

Yang Xiu paused, moved his slender legs back slightly, and lowered his posture. The whole person became extremely aggressive, his cold black eyes were emotionless, and he ordered to the people behind him: "All Officers... go out!"

As Yang Xiu's words fell, these ten young girls swooped in like sharp arrows piercing through the air. They were all cold and ruthless, like gods of death, without a trace of emotion. Facing these blood races, they were just exercising a basic principle of massacre. ability.

The strings of the blood race were already tense, and the blood eyes were fixed on it, with a serious expression on their faces. They also knew that the newly upgraded S-level blood hunters on the opposite side were powerful, and no one dared to take it lightly.

The two forces merged, supernatural abilities surged up all over the sky, a flash of sword light flickered, and the huge flower branch was cut off in the middle. Xia Ling had already pulled out his long sword to confront the girl in front of him.

The girl who was confronting her in front was none other than Li He, the white-eyed wolf raised by the original owner's mother, who personally poached the original owner's romantic child to the marrow.

Li He wore a pure white exquisite tight-fitting uniform, and the white collar was attached to her slender and beautiful neck, like a swan.

She seems to like white very much, and there is a white feather fluttering in the wind on the side of her loose black hair, which makes her more pure and lovely.

Xia Ling has a completely opposite and opposite style, with a black body and tight black clothes, a tall ponytail tied behind his head, a pair of beautiful and sharp eyes, and an extraordinary temperament.

If Li He is a sweet princess like a white swan, then Xia Ling is a cold empress like a black swan.

This is a contest between two different styles, a contest between two "swans" with the same appearance.

(End of this chapter)