Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

"My god... what the hell is this?"

As soon as he got close, he could hear the rustling sound coming out of the ground. From a distance, it seemed to be coming out of Xiaojing's body.

In fact, the vine was roughly as thick as an adult's wrist, and the muscles on it were rough and terrifying, piercing through Xiaojing's limbs and nailing him to the ground.

And shuttled through his clothes, tightening them constantly, making a rattling sound, Xiao Jing's complexion was unusually red, almost dripping blood, his lips were chapped, and blood grooves criss-crossed like old bark .Still oozing blood.

Li Mingjue even saw the vines coming out from the ground, pervasive, and bullying Xiaojing in every possible way.

What's even more frightening is that the surrounding corpses all have livid complexions and hideous appearances, as if they just crawled out of a grave, and their bodies are still stained with fresh dirt.

I don't know what Xiaojing has experienced before. There are countless bony wounds criss-crossing his body, his legs are separated by vines, and he can almost see the unspeakable. How pitiful he is at this moment, which cannot be described in words.

Li Mingjue was shocked, first of all, he was surprised that Xiaojing could survive until now after receiving the master's sword.It's even weaker than Xiaoqiang.With such a hard life, it would be a pity not to go to the battlefield to defend the country.

The second is to be astonished at the fact that during the time Xiaojing left, he was restrained by ghosts again and tortured severely.

Although it is not the first time that Li Mingjue has seen Xiaojing being humiliated, he must have been a living person in the past, but now he is humiliated by these dead things, including some walking corpses.

These walking corpses have long lost their sanity, and they are so powerful, they opened their bloody mouths, biting the flesh of Xiaojing's body. stuffed in the mouth.Completely treat him as a thing to vent | fire.

That face, which was somewhat similar to Li Mingjue's, was completely ruined at this moment, covered with mud and blood.

It was as if a broken bellows was installed in the throat, and there was a rustling sound, which made people's scalp numb after hearing it.

"Damn it! It's so deceiving!"

Li Mingjue couldn't stand it anymore, so he flew up with his sword, and drew out a few sword flowers casually, with a very sharp sword, he chopped off the head of the walking corpse clinging to Xiaojing's body.

Then he raised his hand to grab the vine, but immediately heard a puff, Xiao Jing suddenly opened his mouth wide, and let out a strange tone.

"What the hell is this thing? No matter how you cut it, you can't stop cutting it, and you can't stop pulling it?"

When Li Mingjue grabbed the vine, he didn't know that the ghost came out of the ground with a whoosh, and entangled all the way up his wrist.

But in an instant, it was wrapped around Li Mingjue's waist.He realized that this ghost thing was troublesome, so he quickly raised his sword to cut it off.

There was a sudden sharp pain in the wrist, and with a snap, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

Xiaojing said dying from the side: "It's useless, this thing was made by Yanyan, it is invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, unless...unless it is touched by a man...ah!"

This "ah", is extremely charming, softer than a woman, it makes people listen to it, I don't know, I thought it was a stove that ran out of the courtyard and was used to it, Actually making waves here.

Li Mingjue was also frightened by the sound, and immediately broke out in a layer of white sweat. After a while, the world spun, and the whole person was hung upside down in the air.

There was a moment of blackness and a moment of whiteness.It's too late to insult the little devil as a dog with a pit in his head.Li Mingjue hurriedly shouted hoarsely: "Master, help, help, master! This thing... is so, so evil! It got into my clothes, ah, ah, master, it got into my clothes!"

As soon as these two voices came out, Jiang Xuanling flashed in front of him in an instant, and he raised his hand to grab him, and he really caught a vine as thick as a wrist.

What's amazing is that these vines bound Xiaojing and Li Mingjue like big meat dumplings, but they were very obedient in Jiang Xuanling's hands, and even blossomed into small red flowers.

Li Mingjue said in surprise: "This thing can still bloom? Why does it only bloom in the palm of the master?"

"This vine has always been fond of... yin, and was born to eat men's Yuanyang... Ah, ah, if you meet someone who is inferior when you are a double cultivator, it will be natural... Naturally, it will be extremely humiliating, but when you meet someone who is superior, you will Mistakenly thinking that this person... this person is its master, so it is naturally obedient."

Xiaojing finished speaking intermittently, obviously already tossed heavily by the vines, trembling all over.

Li Moumou, who was at the bottom during the double cultivation, suddenly felt as if he was being despised, and just about to be unreasonable, he said confidently: "Even if I am next, then I am the best!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was immediately blocked by the growing vines, and it was blocked tightly.

Seeing this, Xiaojing went on to say: "There are two ways to solve it. One is that the pain will naturally leave the body after eating and drinking. The second is, the second is..."

The voice was getting lower and lower, so low that it was almost inaudible.

"Secondly, someone will compete with this vine to see who is more powerful. If they win, the vine will naturally let go of the person. But if they lose, neither of them will let go."

When Li Mingjue heard it, he secretly said something like an old dog, what is this called?

Having said so much, in fact, it is not just letting the master fuck him in front of the vine... No, to be precise, the vine and the master fuck him together, and try it out to see who is more powerful.

Li Mingjue didn't want to choose any of them, and he didn't want any of them.

Not long ago, he was severely bullied by his master in various shameless poses.

But it only took a short while, and he still came, let alone a mortal body, even a body made of iron, can't stand such a setback from the master.

Leaving aside whether the master will grind the iron pestle into a needle, Li Mingjue thinks that he will die sooner than the master.

He wanted to reject this bloody and violent behavior loudly, but his mouth was blocked by vines all the time, and he couldn't speak at all, he could only make a sobbing sound.

Disappointed tears flowed down the corners of his mouth that couldn't close at all.

The vines that originally restrained Xiaojing seemed to have found a new prey, and they scrambled to wrap around it.

As soon as Xiao Jing was able to catch his breath, he immediately said weakly: "Master Jiang, you should make a decision quickly. I know best how powerful this vine is. Mr. Li is not as rough-skinned as I am, so he will definitely not be able to bear it." Such a miserable wind and rain..."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Jiang Xuanling glanced at him coldly from the corner of his eye, and suddenly grabbed the vine in his palm, and with a shock of spiritual power, the vine broke inch by inch.

Li Mingjue's body fell down, without touching the ground at all, and Jiang Xuanling took his waist into his arms with one hand.

"Master..." Li Mingjue gasped heavily, just now he thought that the master was really going to bully him like Xiao Jing said, and his face turned pale with fright, "Fortunately, the master saved the disciple... ..."

"Do you dare to be so impulsive next time?" Jiang Xuanling raised his hand to twirl the grass in the little apprentice's hair, lowered his eyes to stare deeply at his face, and said in a low voice: "In the future, when you encounter danger, don't rush in front of me. , Got it? Stupid apprentice."

"Woo..." Li Mingjuejun blushed, buried his head in Jiang Xuanling's arms, and called out in a very low voice, "Master."

"Also, is it enough to hide in the dark? Your people, whether they live or die, have nothing to do with me? Yan Li, don't you think that he was born a bit like my disciples? Looks like, this seat can't do anything to him, right?"

Before Jiang Xuanling finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and Xiao Jing was grabbed by the neck and lifted up in the air.

The surrounding corpses disappeared without knowing when, and the surrounding area was pitch black, as if a layer of thick ink had been splashed on it. It seemed that even the wind had stopped, and the crackling sound of joints could be faintly heard.

Just when Li Mingjue thought that Master would kill Xiaojing and forced his way out, the little devil who had disappeared for a long time reappeared in midair.

Staring at Jiang Xuanling coldly, he didn't even give Xiaojing half of the corner of his eye, and slowly shook his folding fan, sneering: "Okay, then you kill him, anyway, I don't want him anymore, and so on Remnant flowers and willows are not worthy of living in the world. He is a member of the demon clan, his fate is very hard, and it is his blessing to die in the hands of Grandmaster Jiang."

"You are finally willing to come out. I thought that you would hide your face for the rest of your life." Jiang Xuanling's expression was as usual, and his tone sounded indifferent. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, "The previous illusions were all yours. What you see with your eyes, sometimes what you see is not necessarily true, why don't you let him talk about what happened back then."

"What else can I do? I should have thought that in this world, no one loves me except my mother who is depressed and depleted. This poor little thing in front of you is nothing but my father." The sent eyeliner, like other sluts, climbed onto my father's bed!"

The little devil's tone was cold, exuding strong hatred, and said word by word: "You don't know, this bitch can play very well, like a dog, he was kneeling on the couch by my father, wearing a Wearing thick shackles, swinging his waist wildly, he insisted on sucking on my father. My father has never played with any kind of stunning beauty, so why should he take this bitch seriously. It's just a whim."

"I once thought about making this bitch a demon queen and ruling the demon world together with him. But this bitch is fine, courting me under my body during the day, and kneeling at my husband's feet like a dog at night Begging for mercy!"

At this point, the little devil's expression became more ferocious, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The only person I have ever truly loved, who dares to betray me, even if it is hacked into pieces, it will be hard to get rid of my anger!"