Qing Leng Master Rescue Plan

"What the hell is this? Who would dig a deep hole in a room?"

In the next instant, Li Mingjue lifted his legs up, encircling the strong waist of the master.

Looking back, he glanced at the bottomless pit, like an abyss.He stared into the abyss, his hairs standing on end.

The guards from outside hurried over and scolded angrily when they saw this: "Who is here? Report your name! How dare you make trouble here, don't you want to kill yourself?"

Li Mingjue heard the words and said, "A real man doesn't change his name when he's walking or sitting down. My surname is Ni!"

"Niye?"

"Yes, I am your grandfather!"

Jiang Xuanling lowered his head and glanced at the young man in his arms, seeing that he was still interested in arguing with others at this time, he was neither angry nor smiling.

Flying and leaping to the ground, Jiang Xuanling made a gesture to put him down.

Unexpectedly, the waist tightened, and the little apprentice tightened it again, and said coquettishly: "I don't want to be separated from the master, not even for a moment."

He was not afraid of being embarrassing, so he wrapped his arms around Jiang Xuanling's neck, lying in the arms of the master like a large pendant.

He even pressed his face against Jiang Xuanling's chest, rubbing and rubbing like a puppy.

Not only that, but the belly that had only been enlarged before now was also tightly attached to Jiang Xuanling's abdomen, and the softness of that belly could be clearly felt through a layer of clothes.

No matter what, Jiang Xuanling couldn't spit out the reprimanded words.It took a long time to sigh inaudibly, and scolded him: "You little bastard, you won't stop for a moment, why don't you hurry down?"

Having said that, Jiang Xuanling's hand around his waist obviously increased a little bit of strength.Li Mingjue is not a fool, so he noticed it naturally, and immediately pestered him: "If you don't let it go, you won't let it go. This disciple's legs are still weak, and he is pregnant with Master's child, so he can't move at all. What if I fall?" That's it, what should I do if someone hurts my disciple?"

When Jiang Xuanling heard this, he immediately gasped and stared deeply at the face of the boy in his arms.

The mood is difficult to calm down for a while.

It seems that the little apprentice didn't just say that he wanted to give birth to children on a whim.

But from the bottom of my heart, I have been looking forward to spreading branches and leaves for him.

Therefore, pretending to be pregnant and rubbing in his arms is not a bad feeling.

Jiang Xuanling was no longer obsessed with tearing the little bastard out of his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, and swung his sword with the other.

Seemingly pulling the sword flower at random, the sharp blade buzzed, continuously swallowing spiritual power.

An extremely sharp sword rushed towards everyone, and those guards couldn't possibly be Jiang Xuanling's opponents, they were beaten flying around on the spot, and fell to the ground vomiting blood.

Li Mingjue was in a trough in his heart, secretly saying that the master is so powerful.

Just as he was about to blow Shizun a rainbow fart, the ground under his feet trembled again.

Countless pairs of ghost hands stretched out from the bottom, grabbed the guards, and dragged them into the deep pit involuntarily, making a dull sound.

Accompanied by this series of strange things, there was a strange sound from the bottom of the deep pit, and an extremely huge hand reached out from bottom to top.

Li Mingjue lay in the arms of the master, took a sneak peek, and saw that the arm was extremely huge, it looked like a lotus root festival, the whole body was pitch black, and he was holding a person in his hand, his head was gone.

It looked like it had been gnawed on the head.

What kind of strange thing is imprisoned here, and it is so cruel.

Jiang Xuanling glanced at it, his eyes became darker, and suddenly said: "If my guess is correct, the one imprisoned here is the soul-killing infant. For some reason, he was imprisoned|imprisoned here. The spell on the wall earlier It was used to suppress him. Letting him escape now would be a disaster for the world."

Li Mingjue felt very guilty when he heard it, and suspected that he had released this soul-killing infant by mistake.

Immediately, he said with a sad face: "Master, is this thing cannibalism?"

"Whether you eat or not, can't you tell now?" Jiang Xuanling glanced at him, and said lightly, "You let him out. I'm afraid he might mistake you for his mother. Mingjue, don't you want to Have a baby? Picking up a baby out of thin air, are you still happy?"

Li Mingjue was truly frightened.

What is there to be happy about?

Even if he wanted to have a child, it would contain the sons and grandchildren of the master and be born again.

Instead of picking one out of thin air.

Even if you want to pick it up, you have to pick up a good one, a good-looking one, right?

This guy is so big, still a baby... that finger is almost as thick as his waist.

"Master, don't tease me. I'm an upright man. How can I be a mother? Besides... besides, I don't have any milk."

Jiang Xuanling: "..."

Boom.

Another arm protruded from the deep pit, scratching and smashing at the edge of the pit, as if looking for something, the whole ground trembled, and a strange cry of a baby came from the ear.

Li Mingjue was numb all over, thinking that the person who could raise this kind of thing must not be a serious person, in order to prevent the soul-killing baby lying on the ground from climbing up and calling his mother.

Quickly turned his head and said to Jiang Xuanling: "Master, why don't you just kill him? Kill him to avoid future troubles!"

Jiang Xuanling sighed, "Do you know the origin of this thing?"

This Li Mingjue really doesn't know, there are not many things in his innocent little head.

In addition to eating, drinking and having fun, it is a shameless double cultivation with the master.

Where can I find out what the soul-killing baby is, and it can't be eaten or drunk.

"If you want to practice soul-killing infants, you must find a woman who is about to give birth, pour blood from her mouth, and perform magic to make the child in her womb swell until it breaks the mother's body. The baby born in this way, and They will be captured and put into a cauldron, where Jiujiu 81 will be calcined in a big fire. During this period, countless living people will be sacrificed with blood to refine them into soul-killing infants."

Jiang Xuanling explained in a low voice, his tone sounded unusually dull.

I also feel that this sorcery is too vicious. Whether it is a pregnant woman, a baby, or a person who is used for blood sacrifice, they are all innocent.

After hearing this, Li Mingjue frowned, not knowing who had such a vicious heart, who would not even let the unborn child go.

If things go on like this, this world of comprehension may have no future.

But no matter what, it is definitely not acceptable to allow the soul-killing infant to commit murder here.If one day they are released, more people may die.

Jiang Xuanling raised his hand to drive the long sword, and flew up into the air with Li Mingjue in his arms. The ground beneath his feet was pitch black and bottomless.There was only one arm climbing the edge of the pit, as if trying to climb up.

After a few rustles, Li Mingjue quickly took out a stack of fire talismans from the Qiankun bag, and then stuck them in all directions, and the deep pit in front of him instantly brightened.

It was also at this moment that the two were able to glimpse the original appearance of the bottom of the pit.

It is true that, as Jiang Xuanling said, this thing is really a gigantic baby, but it is countless times stronger than ordinary babies. Not only that, but it is also completely black.

Sitting at the bottom of the pit, bound tightly by iron chains, the only thing that can move is a head and a pair of arms.

There was still a piece of blood dripping beside him, as well as the remains of uneaten limbs.

Li Mingjue felt sick to his stomach and almost vomited.But still couldn't help making a retching movement.

Sensing the master's gaze drifting over, Li Mingjue didn't know what to think, his mind twitched, and he immediately said: "Master, the disciple is sick with pregnancy."

With just this one sentence, Jiang Xuanling immediately gasped, the big hand around the little apprentice's waist was so hot that it was almost sticking to the snow-white flesh through a layer of clothes.

Li Mingjue made a slight sound in pain, like coquettishness, but also like complaining: "Master, be gentle, this disciple's back hurts."

The tip of Jiang Xuanling's heart trembled numbly, his blood couldn't be calmed for a while, and he was about to kill the soul-killing baby at the bottom of the pit on the spot.

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking from outside, and a black figure flew towards them, almost instantly arriving in front of the two of them.

Before Li Mingjue had time to see who was coming, it was as bright as daylight in front of his eyes, there was a loud clang, and there was a constant buzzing in his ears, overflowing with spiritual energy, the powerful force forced him to close his eyes.

When he was able to see things again, he heard a cold voice in his ear: "I don't care who you are, but you dare to make trouble here, you will definitely have to eat and walk away!"

When Li Mingjue heard it, he immediately thought to himself, Damn, what a big tone, let's see which dog that jumped out of the corner is actually so arrogant.

Before he could speak, he heard footsteps behind him, and Yan Li's voice quickly resounded throughout the room: "Whoever dares to hurt him, I will kill his whole family!"

"Brother Ming, are you okay?" Yan Li took a step forward, staring sideways at Li Mingjue, seeing his handsome face flushed, clinging to Jiang Xuanling's body, his expression froze, and he pursed his lips and said, "I said, why did you go so far?" For a long time, it turns out that someone dared to embarrass you."

After finishing speaking, Yan Li turned his head around, looked at the person opposite with a sad look, and said with a sneer, "Do you have any last words?"

To be honest, Li Mingjue has always been unable to figure out Yan Li's thoughts about Yan Li. He feels that Yan Li has good times and bad times, good and evil, and it is really hard to know.

Hearing what he said at this moment, it seemed that the two of them were very familiar.

The appearance of the person opposite is also quite handsome, tall and slender, with slender bones, dressed in black clothes, the whole person looked gloomy, turned his eyes to Yan Li, his eyes immediately became darker, and suddenly asked :"Who are you?"

"Who am I, you don't need to know, the dead don't deserve to know my name."

"Then who is your mother?"

"You don't ask my name, you ask my mother's name, what is your intention?" Yan Li said angrily.

The man in black said confidently: "I asked, but if you don't tell me, then I can only greet your mother. I see you are somewhat familiar."

Yan Li said: "I've seen a lot of tricks like yours. You won't be able to say the next sentence, you must have seen me somewhere before, right?"

After a pause, he sneered again: "I was born with stunning beauty. In the past, countless people, both men and women, took the initiative to throw themselves into my arms. Those who used to know how to be arty and come with me to save the beauty, but now they don't even have any tricks." It’s really the leeks in the field, one crop is not as good as one crop.”