Chapter 1122

King and his face showed a strange color: "you are a monk, not a mortal?"

But soon, he took back his mind, bullied himself, and threw out a series of plum blossom darts from his long sleeves. His deep tacit understanding was wrapped with concealed weapons, showing his sharp edge.

The cinnabar mole on his brow is more enchanting. His hands turn into claws. One hand grabs Qiulan's whip, and the other is ready to grab his heart.

Jinghe is not afraid of the lotus flame blooming on the whip. After all, it's the aura. His cultivation is far beyond Qiulan, so it's no problem.

So he this move not avoid not to hide, very simply ruthless, want to take the heart of autumn LAN!

Jinghe said, "put it out for me!"

Under the strong wind, green flame trembled. But it didn't go out like it was imagined. On the contrary, Jing and Junlang twisted their faces together and suddenly took back their hands.

I saw a black and red hand, hair was burned, and even a faint smell of anxiety. Hot pain straight into the heart, Jing he's action so and pause, the other hand claw can penetrate into autumn Lan's scapula.

The long whip took advantage of the opportunity and wrapped Jinghe tightly. The barbed end of the whip pricked his hands and feet with bloody spots.

Jing and his hands and feet were all tied up, and his eyes finally appeared a trace of panic. He muttered: "impossible! I can't lose! What kind of fire is this? What kind of fire is this

Of course, he won't know how he can fight against the power of the system and the power of the heterometric space.

The light dark red light from the whip is interwoven with the blood color, just like a good Yingluo. However, it is this beautiful and mysterious light that firmly locks up the scenery and the evil Qi flowing in the body.

Qiulan looked down at the bleeding shoulder, eyes reflected a bright red, he suddenly smile: "third prince, let me teach you, what is really impossible."

With that, the whip moved and the barb went deeper. Jinghe hummed with pain.

The whip was made of various materials. It was as hard as iron and as light as a feather. Jinghe couldn't break away for a moment.

Just when he thought Qiulan would torture him with the whip, the whip suddenly loosened.

Jing he raised his eyes in amazement and saw the young man frowning as if he had been hurt internally.

After all, Qiulan is an ordinary person. For a moment, she felt uncomfortable when she came into contact with such great power. Now she is hurt by Jinghe, which is even more difficult to control.

Jing he, released from the whip, showed a bloodthirsty smile: "now, it's my turn."

He was similar to the second prince in appearance. At this time, his face was pale because of blood loss, which made people unable to tell. Qiulan can't help thinking that when the second prince surrounded Jingzhao that day, his face was also wearing such a disgusting smile.

The sticky touch came from his fingertips - just like that day, he tried to cover Jing Zhao's wound with his hand, but the blood flowed out from between his fingers.

Qiulan suddenly cold eyes, serious way: "try."

The whip moved.

Jing he was surprised and afraid that he would be tied by the strange whip again. He said in a busy voice: "you can't win by relying on that thing. If you have the ability, you'll lose the whip. Compete with me

Without waiting for Qiulan to speak, he continued: "if I lose, I will willingly give you Kunpeng's essence and blood."

There is that strange long whip fireworks in, although Jing he's evil spirit is deeper than Qiulan, but it is suppressed to death.

Because of Jingzhao's affair, Qiulan hates him to the bone. If he is caught just now, maybe he will be killed.

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