City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

"Senior Brother Leng, wait for me...Where are you going?"

It was not until Leng Rui walked out for a long time that Tong Mengjiao regained his smile and hurried to catch up.

Leng Rui still ignored her and continued to stride forward.

"Senior Brother Leng, why did you ignore me? Did I do something wrong?"

Tong Mengjiao tilted her head, pretending to be innocent and asked.

Leng Rui stopped abruptly and looked at her blankly and said, "I know some of your past."

The smile on Tong Mengjiao's face froze again.

Leng Rui's words, as well as his expression of disgust, showed that he already knew what Tong Mengjiao was before.

"Yes! I admit that what I did before was really improper. But..."

Tong Mengjiao bit her lip, tears dripping in her eyes, and choked with sobs: "But now I have reformed and focused on cultivation. Do you... believe it?"

Leng Rui said nothing, but the expression on his face explained everything.

"We have already made a marriage contract. As long as we have given a big gift, we will be a martial arts partner from now on. Will you still refuse to accept me at this time?"

Tong Mengjiao's face changed tragically, almost crying.

"I dare not refuse to listen to the order of the city lord, and I will not violate it! So...even if I no longer believe in you or accept you, I can only become a martial arts partner with you!"

Leng Rui left these words sullenly, and then continued to walk into the dense forest in the mountains ahead.

"Leng Rui, don't leave!"

With a cry, Tong Mengjiao rushed forward and hugged Leng Rui tightly from behind.

Leng Rui's body stiffened, and the corners of his eyes twitched a few times. He said nonchalantly, "Tong Junior Sister, please respect yourself!"

The relationship between the two major sect forces, the City Lord's Mansion and the Qinghong Sect, is quite good. Therefore, when their disciples meet, they are also known as seniors or seniors.

"Brother Leng, I have actually fallen in love with you since the first time we met. Your handsome appearance, tall body, and cold temperament have all fascinated me. In my dreams, you don’t know your shadow. How many times has it appeared..."

Tong Mengjiao's chest was close to Leng Rui's back, her hands gently rubbed on Leng Rui's body, and she muttered like a dream: "Brother Leng, I love you so much, I love you so much, I don't want to lose you... please, Don’t be so unfeeling and ignorant of me, OK? I’ll be nice to you. No matter what request you make, I will promise you..."

When she talked, she quietly displayed the evil and charming techniques she had practiced all the time, her voice was full of charm, her eyes glowed with splendor, and her cheeks glowed with two pink patches. The breath released made the surrounding environment become fascinating. Illusion.

Originally, Leng Rui had no interest in Tong Mengjiao at all, and even a little disgusted, but after all, he was just a thirteen-year-old Lei Jie strong man, energetic and full of blood, under the influence of the psychedelic breath around him, illusions began to appear before his eyes.

Leng Rui is a five-tier powerhouse of Thunder Tribulation. With his strength, if he is more vigilant, the illusion created by Tong Mengjiao will have no effect on him.

However, Qing Hongzong made a good relationship with the City Lord's Mansion, and he had a marriage contract with Tong Mengjiao. It was expected that Tong Mengjiao would not dare to do things that would be detrimental to him, so he was unguarded. This was Tong Mengjiao's way.

Tong Mengjiao saw that Leng Rui's breathing began to be sharp and heavy, and his body gradually changed, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

She turned to Leng Rui's body, her eyes and Leng Rui looked at each other, one by one, the clothes that were removed from her body, while constantly making various provocative postures and movements.

Leng Rui's eyes were gradually congested. At this moment, in his eyes, Tong Mengjiao in front of him was the only beauty in the world, with a variety of styles and charming and unparalleled. He was sending out a silent invitation to him, letting him ask for it.

Leng Rui's blood boiled and couldn't control herself anymore. With a roar, she rushed towards Tong Mengjiao, frantically tearing at her little clothes.

He had a strong impulse to push the beautiful girl in front of him to the ground and lash him fiercely to release the scorching flames in his body that could not be suppressed.

"Leng Rui..."

Tong Meng gasped and panted, twisting her body like a snake to prevent Leng Rui from succeeding, her little mouth was brought close to Leng Rui's ear, he sighed gently, and said, "Go to death!"

The sudden killing intent and the sudden pain in his chest made Leng Rui suddenly sober.

His pupils contracted and he slapped Tong Mengjiao with a palm, and at the same time his figure retreated tens of feet.

Tong Mengjiao had been prepared for a long time, avoiding Leng Rui’s domineering palm, gleefully looking at a small knife inserted in Leng Rui’s heart, chuckled and said: "This silver moon knife is a supreme imperial weapon. , I could have pierced your heart with a single knife, killing you, but unfortunately I was so excited that I actually stabbed a little bit too far... Oh, what a pity!"

The knife was about half a foot long and shaped like a crescent moon. It was shining with silver light in the night. At this moment, it was inserted in Leng Rui's heart, and it sank into the handle.

Leng Rui glanced down at the knife, then raised his head to look at Tong Mengjiao, a touch of pain and anger passed in his eyes.

Tong Mengjiao's knife almost pierced his heart. Although it was not fatal, it did not hurt him lightly and made him feel a lot of pain.

"You snake-hearted slut! I killed you!"

Leng Rui's eyes were sharp, and he shouted out loud, raising his hand to Tong Mengjiao.

"Wow!"

A jet black iron rod flew out of the spatial ring of Leng Rui's fingers, and under the control of Leng Rui's mind, it flew out through the air and hit Tong Mengjiao.

A five-tier Thunder Tribulation powerhouse, even if he is injured, his combat power is not to be glimpsed. The power of that black iron rod is so overbearing that it is not Tong Mengjiao, a four-fold Thunder Tribulation powerhouse that can contend.

Tong Mengjiao's face changed slightly, her heels exerted force, her Jiao body retreated backwards, and at the same time she protected her body with aura, gazing diagonally towards the dense forest behind Leng Rui.

"Stop hurting my junior sister!"

At this moment, there was a shout from the dense forest at the rear left. Following the shout, a three-foot green sword flew out of the dense forest at high speed, crashing into the black iron rod sacrificed by Leng Rui.

"Zheng!"

There was a sharp and ear-splitting metal clash, and two spiritual weapons collided in the air, and each was shaken off.

"Feng Zihua, it's you!"

Leng Rui put away the magic weapon, after seeing the person's appearance, his gaze condensed, and then he looked at Tong Mengjiao, whose clothes were disheveled and his face was springy. Suddenly he realized something, and his anger rose in his chest.

Feng Zihua is a direct disciple of the Qinghong Sect, and Leng Rui naturally recognizes it. Seeing that the two appeared at the same time in the middle of the night, and then reminded of the various rumors about Tong Mengjiao that he had heard before, guessing that there must be shame between the brothers and sisters. relationship.

"Yes, it's me!"

Feng Zihua appeared on Tong Mengjiao's side like a ghost, stretched out her hand to wrap her waist, with a triumphant smile on her face.