Painting the Ruthless Tyrant of the Rivers and Lakes

"I didn't do it on purpose," Zhu Youwen explained, but he felt secretly refreshed.

Nima, I can't tell, this delicate little girl is quite predictable, very round and flexible, comfortable to hold.

Miao Qiao couldn't save her embarrassment, and didn't want others to see her embarrassment, so she glared at Zhu Youwen angrily, and said in a low voice, "Have you had enough? Let go now."

Only then did Zhu Youwen reluctantly let go, and Jiaxuan next to him reminded: "Zhu Youwen, be careful of the top of your head."

At this time, Enemy Nine rushed up again, and the target was still Zhu Youwen, as if he had a grudge against him.

He grinned grimly, "If that's the case, then I will fulfill you."

The yin qi was fully opened, the dantian was filled with yin and cold, and even the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and then Zhu Youwen greeted him with both fists.

The left hand blocked Enemy Jiu's fist, and the right fist hit his chest directly.

Puff!

In an instant, Enemy Jiu's heart burst, and blood splashed all over the sky.

Chapter 24

"The most yin energy," Jiagu's heart tightened, "Sure enough, the most yin energy was absorbed by Zhu Youwen, but he didn't connect to the ghost pulse formula. What's going on?"

He frowned, lost in thought.

The black blood containing Yan Qingfeng's spiritual wish splashed on Jiaxuan and the girls, and immediately opened up memories.

Soon, the girls understood the cause and effect, the massacre of Jingmen Sansha and the revenge of the spirit disciples.

"Father..." Jiaxuan was bleeding with tears, sad and desperate.

Her life was so miserable, first she recognized the thief as her father, and then her family was wiped out twice, to let her experience such a tragic experience.

"Sister Jiaxuan, she is so pitiful, woohoo," Liang You sympathized with red eyes.

Ding Shaying also wiped away her tears, "Yeah, I didn't expect her to be worse than me."

Miao Qiao and Zuo Qiuning looked at each other and sighed, fate is unpredictable.

"Tuwei and Beigongchu are both dead, alas!" Zuoqiu Ning sighed.

Tuwei and Beigongchu, who were still alive before, also died in front of the two women. They lost two spirit guards and finally wiped out the spirit disciples.

"Killing the spirit disciples is a matter of course, don't be too sad, let's start before the spirit wish is completely dissipated," Miao Qiao said.

"En," nodded, Zuoqiu Ning began to twitch his knuckles, operate his kung fu, absorb this remaining spirit wish of Yan Qingfeng, and increase his kung fu, and Miao Qiao did the same.

Zhu Youwen, who was performing the Yuan Devouring Magic Art, was stunned for a moment, "This is?"

The remnants of the spiritual wishes were split out and penetrated into the bodies of Miao Qiao and Zuoqiu Ning, increasing their gong power a bit.

"This is the spirit control formula, which can absorb the power of the spirit vows and use it for oneself. That's why the strength of our spirit control group is unique in the world," Liang You said with a smile.

Zhu Youwen was stunned, there was such a thing.

Could it be that when watching animations back then, there was always a doubt that there were too many masters in the Yuling Group, and ordinary people in the Jianghu were too weak, so it turned out to be the case.

It is also understandable why the members of the Yulingtuan are so keen on destroying the spirit disciples. It turns out that when the spirit wishes dissipate, they can absorb and increase their skills.

Ding Shaying wondered at this moment, "If that's the case, why is he so weak?"

The pale jade hand pointed at Liangyuan.

Immediately, Liang pouted his cute little mouth again, and said contemptuously: "The Imperial Spirit Art is very profound, not everyone can master it, even an elm-headed man like my brother can't learn it."

"Who do you think is Yumu's head? Ask for a fight," Liang Yuan said angrily.

"Brother trash, come here if you have the ability, I'll ask Sister Ying and Sister Ling Jiao to help me, I'll beat you to the bum," Liang You mischievously said.

"You..." Liang Yuan was so angry that he had nothing to say, he really couldn't beat him.

Soon, Yan Qingfeng's remnant spiritual wish completely dissipated. After Zhu Youwen devoured it, his skill reached the peak of Qichongshui, and he was only a mile away from breaking through.

Hey, this wave is not bad.

In the shade of the tree, Gagu's eyes were cold, "Hmph, Zhu Youwen, if you dare to steal what belongs to me, just wait, I will find a way to kill you."

With a plan in mind, he turned and left.

Jiaxuan was squatting on the ground, crying sadly, Zhu Youwen hurried forward, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her: "Jiaxuan, don't be too sad, my condolences will change."

She stubbornly wiped away her tears and stood up, "From now on, I will be Yan Lingjiao, not Jiaxuan any more."

"Well, Yan Lingjiao, let's find a place to pay homage to uncle, and we can also comfort his spirit in heaven," Zhu Youwen said.

"Thank you," Yan Ling said tenderly.

So, everyone hastily paid homage to Yan Qingfeng by the river, and then rushed back to Guyang City.

"Miao Qiao, Zuo Qiuning, what are your plans?" Zhu Youwen asked.

"Brother Tuwei and Bei Gongchu are both dead, this matter must be reported to grandpa immediately," Miao Qiao said, her grandfather in her heart refers to Heiji.

Zuo Qiuning also agreed: "The spirit disciple is dead, we have to return to Juying Mountain first."

"It's so urgent, you still have injuries, why don't you rest in Guyang City for two days before going back," Liang said again.

"Alright," Zuoqiu Ning agreed.