Chapter 41： Don't hurt her hair

"Well, I see." Wei Liang's voice was low and deep.

Lin Chuo had never heard such a nice voice, and no one had spoken to her in such a focused and serious manner.

It was a very simple and non-informative sentence, but it made her heartbeat a little faster.

She has never been in love, but she has watched many novels and TV about love, and she has a wealth of theoretical knowledge. She felt that she had a little affection and dependence on Wei Liang now, far less than the kind of inseparable life and death.

If he dies, she is sure that she will not die.

And his kindness to her is called petting. If she died, he would never die.

I don't know why, when he thinks this way, Lin Jiao actually breathed a sigh of relief.

Go with the flow, go with the flow.

She calmly looked away from the other person's handsome face.

The monsters in the air are still circling, waiting for opportunities, and in the pool of red blood, many low-level monsters have quietly sneaked into them. Only when someone gives an order, they will lift the broken wooden bridge and flick Lin Chi up and down. .

Dozens of phantoms of skeletons appeared on Ji Yuan's body one after another. After Wang Weizhi was temporarily pushed back, he once again used the strength of feeding.

I saw that Chi Lian connected to his left arm squirmed quickly, and a large stream of blood that turned into a gel was drawn from the pool and poured into his body.

Wei Liang's gaze narrowed slightly, his fingers flicking far away. I saw a face-down corpse in the blood pool suddenly turned over, facing up to the sky, revealing a face soaked in blood water beyond recognition. Even so, you can see that his mouth is exaggeratedly twisted and opened. great. It is conceivable that this life must have suffered brutal torture before.

A hole as big as a bowl was broken in his dantian, and the blood was like a living thing, squirming in his body, sticking to the dirty blood in the pool of blood. The corpse was already cold, but it always gave people an illusion that the suffering that this person suffered was not over.

"Baiying lowers blood." Lin Chuo took a breath.

She knew the name of Ji Yuan's great technique, but she didn't expect it to be literal!

Therefore, the bizarre disappearance of Monk Yuanying was a good thing Ji Yuan did.

Lin Chiu raised his eyes and looked around, and saw thick smoke billowing everywhere around the giant pond, like a purgatory on earth.

Just as the disciples of Wan Jian’s return to Zong suddenly realized that Qin Yunxi was not a good person, Lin Chu also felt a thunder blast in his ears at this moment-just because Ji Yuan had a good face and temperament. It is also evil and charming, which makes people subconsciously ignore what a terrifying devil he is.

It is instinct to be violent and bloodthirsty by monsters, but Ji Yuan did all this obviously only to chase power. He was a human being, and he deliberately contaminated the devil and walked on the way of the devil, relying on such evil and cruel techniques to cultivate, it was really intolerable.

...Wait, what about the devil?

Lin Chuo's scalp numb, looking at Wei Liang.

The heart that had just sprouted a little, was slapped back by her. When he was the demon lord, if he had done such a conscienceless thing, then even Schrödinger would not be able to save him.

The horrible favor of "I refine the world and give you the elixir of immortality", Lin Chiu couldn't bear it.

She didn't know what he had done before, but she knew that when he killed Wang's people, she was not at all merciful. Is there anything inside this? Wang's Great Sword Immortal, all of them deserve to die? Or was he such a cold-blooded person?

When she looked at Wei Liang in a daze, Wei Liang once again cast her gaze under the pool of blood, her eyes chilling.

At this time, the monsters in the sky and underwater have all been killed!

The wooden bridge under his feet was lifted into the air by a demon with a rhinoceros head, and the sky full of monsters spread their magic wings and showed their fangs before launching an attack.

Wei Liang didn't move, his feet steadily stepped on the high swaying planks, and backhand grasped Lin Chu's wrist, his eyes were stunned, looking at these menacing monsters like ants. The two of them are like surfing, stepping on the broken bridge that is neither long nor short, jumping from the top of the wave.

Doulong moved.

I saw the duck stretched lazily, yawned earth-shattering, then shuddered, and slowly stood up straight.

"Roar--"

At this moment, it doesn't look like a fat man at all.

I saw Doulong's figure turned into a gray-white lightning, rushing into the air, and plunged into the monster group.

It has a huge mouth, holding a sharp-mouthed monster around its waist, its left front paw is embedded in the fleshy wing of a monster, and its right front paw presses the skull of another monster. The two thick and short hind legs kicked into the air, and with a flick of the furry tail, they split the four or five monsters together into several sections.

The sound of teeth easily piercing the flesh and skin sounded, and the monster held in the huge mouth was bitten by it and thrown aside. It took advantage of its strength to leap, and then held a few other fresh monsters.

The white fur was instantly dyed red with demon blood.

All this happened so quickly. When several monsters screamed and fell from the sky, the broken wooden bridge under Lin Chuo's feet that was raised high from the water by the demons happened to rise to the junction between the sky and the fall. Slightly stagnated in the air.

When the sense of weightlessness came, where Doulong passed by, there was a rain of blood on the ground.

"Devil, Demon God Fighting Dragon!" A monster with the fastest reaction screamed strangely.

"Ah-it's Demon God Doulong!"

The fighting dragon following the demon lord is called the "familiar" by the monks, but among the demon clan, it has a famous name-the devil!

Usually people in the Demon Race don't see this guy very much. The Demon Lord is very simple and rarely shows up. Doulong is as mysterious as its owner.

But as long as it appears, there must be a **** storm, just like this.

It was just lying on the ground like a dry duck. The contrast was too big to be recognized.

It was too late to recognize it at this moment, and all the monsters were scared, unable to pay attention to Master Ji Yuan's call, and each turned around and began to flee for their lives.

"Roar—" Seeing the monster disperse, Doulong did not chase it. It spread out its fleshy wings under its four fat legs and swept towards its owner.

The broken wooden bridge just fell back to the surface, stalemate with the buoyancy of the water surface, how could it withstand the bombardment of such a meaty dog? After hearing a loud noise, the water splashed and the two people and the dog, along with the broken wooden bridge, sank together.

Lin Chuo took a breath.

Over the years, she has long been used to relying on herself for everything. At this moment, facing the disaster of falling into the water, her first reaction was not to ask for help from Wei Liang beside her, but to quickly start to turn her mind to find a way to get out of trouble.

She still can't volley her sword.

There is no well-preserved wooden bridge nearby, and even if the Aura chain is thrown out, there is no anchor point.

Then only attach the spiritual energy to the body surface, resist the dirty blood, and then swim ashore.

If you encounter an attack in the water, then sink to the bottom of the lake and fight them! Lean on the shore while playing!

However, within a second or two, Lin Chu had already made a plan in his heart, and he was immediately relieved.

It's a pity that the plan didn't change quickly, and suddenly I heard a crisp freezing sound next to me, and the wooden board under my feet had fallen to the ground.

Chi Lang froze into a roaring posture by his side, and a few splashes of water condensed in the air strangely, as if after hesitating for a while, "ding ding dong dong dong" all fell down and landed on the blood-colored ice, hitting one after another. Several rolls.

Two people, one dog and one bridge fell only two or three feet down.

Wei Liang raised his hand and gently flicked off a small ice bead on the end of Lin Chuo's eyebrows.

He bowed slightly, hugged her up, stepped out of the ice pit, and walked in the direction where Ji Yuan was.

The black boots stepped on the pool of blood, and with each step, the blood waves on the soles of the feet would condense into solid ice, supporting him firmly.

This scene is really paradoxical, but also handsome.

Fighting dragons also followed their steps. When each step fell, the blood under the hoofs would condense in a timely manner, and soon a foot print and a dog hoof print appeared on the pool of blood.

When a monster yelled "Devil God Doulong", Ji Yuan also recognized Doulong, and felt more and more uncomfortable in his heart.

Seeing Wei Liang walking straight at this moment, he quickly sank and uttered a low voice, "You Ji! Do it!"

Wang Weizhi was playing happily, and shouted with a big smile: "Why, is the Blood Demon Jiyuan also calling for help?! I think it's impossible for the little master to wait for you!"

Ji Yuan pinched the tactics with one hand, and his figure violently retreated: "Fayin-righteous demon treading waves!"

I saw that a huge blood vortex with a diameter of 100 meters was instantly set off under his step. The vortex circulated rapidly, spreading wildly around.

After sacrificing the Jue Style, Ji Yuan could no longer conceal the aura of the Great Demon Cultivator. He saw thunder clouds quickly converging toward Bibotan, and crimson lightning wandered around, and began to greet Ji Yuan.

When the thunder fell, in the whirlpool of huge waves, a huge righteous demon full of black blood crawled out, and when he met, he stretched out his huge palm and patted Wang Weizhi straight.

Ji Yuan quickly retreated to the edge of Bibotan, bowed his waist and opened his magic mouth.

I saw another solidified gelatinous red training was pulled out of the pool of blood, the two red trainings overlapped each other, and crazily poured into Jiyuan's left arm and blood mouth.

The crimson on his eyelids is more enchanting and shiny, red light is gleaming in a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, and the complexion is more pale and terrifying.

I have to say, even knowing that he drank the fishy and smelly blood, but this great demon still looks very evil and handsome, and the strange posture also has a unique attraction, which makes people a little nauseous and unbearable. Keep staring at him.

Sure enough, one handsome hides one hundred ugly!

When Ji Yuan retreated to the edge of the blood pool, a wave of blood suddenly rose in front of Wei Liang.

A magic girl wearing a dark blood robe stepped out of the waves, her appearance was somewhat similar to the woman in red that Lin Chu saw in the sword spirit space.

Lin Chuo's heart jumped, and he thought to himself, ‘I was very puzzled at the beginning. The heroes who died in the thousands of differences are clearly heroes. Why do the dead hate Wu Mengxia so much? Among them, it must be the lady in red who is playing tricks. Now it seems that all of this must be Jiyuan's conspiracy-it may be revealed today! ’

There were no whites in the woman's eyes, only two dark red patches, her fingers had long, sharp, blue-black nails, and her snow-white face was crawling with dark blood lines, faintly squirming. The lips are also dark red, like two smears of solidified and foul blood.

"Sword... Jun... Wei... Liang..."

"Dare to ruin Master Jiyuan's great cause, you die for me!"

The woman slammed her mouth, spitting out countless dark blood spots, like a wasp, pouring her head and face to Wei Liang.

Her cultivation level is obviously much higher than the one in Wu's underground tomb.

After Wei Liang froze the hornet, the figure of the woman suddenly disappeared in place, and when she reappeared, she was standing behind Wei Liang.

A gloomy smile appeared on her beautiful and terrifying blue and white face, and slowly lifted the black long armour of her right hand...

Wei Liang didn't even turn his head back, he slapped two strands of dead hair from Doulong's body and threw it back.

Just hearing a "clank" sound, two strands of dog hair condensed into ice needles, piercing the woman's throat and heart.

However, the smile on her face did not disappear. The dark red clothes gradually faded, but the pale face began to redden. Not long after, the woman turned into the same color from head to toe, and the pool of blood under her feet. Melt into one.

She only heard the sound of "wow," she broke up into waves, sinking into the pool of blood.

"Intangible resentment You Ji." Wei Liang's tone was flat, and he continued to walk towards Jiyuan.

Not far away, the righteous demon of Wang Weizhi Dou was quite strenuous, and soon fell into the wind-he was originally a sword fairy in the early stage of transforming into a god. , But his comprehensive strength at the moment is slightly stronger than before, about the level of the middle stage of transforming gods.

However, Ji Yuan is a real God and Demon Realm Great Demon Cultivation. If he is to be counted according to the cultivation base of the monk, he has already stepped into the Mahayana with half his foot.

If it weren't for the intention to delay time, Wang Weizhi would have been pushed to the bottom of the lake to drink soup, how could this kid be rampant.

Ji Yuan was only concerned about Wei Liang from the beginning.

He didn't even pay attention to Doulong.

The demon master is dead, still afraid of a beast who rebelled?

Ji Yuan once again accelerated the speed of drawing resentment ghost blood.

That You Ji won't last long, plus the righteous demon, at most it can hold Wei Liang a stick of incense.

It's almost time!

There was a roar inside Ji Yuan, and the corners of the two mouths suddenly tore apart towards the base of the ears.

There was a toothy tearing sound, and the handsome and evil face suddenly split into two parts. He was like a snake, completely torn open his entire jaw, frantically devouring the blood-colored glue in this pool.

Wei Liang took two steps forward, suddenly sneered, and turned to the right.

A blood arrow grazed his left arm straight up the air.

Wei Liang stepped on the ice waves under his feet and shook slightly.

Just listen to a string of clear freezing sounds swept down, and in the blink of an eye, a lotus-sized icicle pierced the bottom of the pool.

That You Ji's figure appeared underwater, separated from the muddy blood, Ying Ying Chuo Chuo was not very clear, only that she was frozen in a certain part of her body, she was tearing and struggling madly underwater, making waves of blood ripples. .

Wei Liang's purpose was not to kill her.

Seeing that You Ji was restrained, he kept walking and continued to walk towards Jiyuan.

Lin Chuo didn't understand--if he was in a hurry, why didn't he just fly over?

When the enemy is present, he is holding her like this and walking on the water is really embarrassing. Could it be...what is he waiting for?

Before taking a few steps, Lin Chiu felt a violent shock coming from the water, and at the same time, a very dull whimper began to spread with the waves.

Afterwards, the nearby pool surface visibly shook, and a breaking wave hit itself behind.

Probably it was that You Ji did not hesitate to abandon the frozen limbs and would catch up with Wei Liang.

Lin Chuo suddenly thought of the one in the Wu Family Tomb. The man with a peach-shaped flower tin on his face screamed when he died, "I want to and Master Jiyuan——"

Ok? also?

Does it mean what you think?

Lin Zhuo peeked out of Wei Liang's broad shoulders and looked behind him.

Sure enough, the dark-clothed woman had black and red blood and tears in her eyes, waving a left paw, and angrily killing her.

Her right arm had disappeared, and the empty sleeves were pattered with blood.

"Go... die!"

"Behind, behind." Lin Chuo grabbed the clothes on Wei Liang's chest, stretched her neck and stared at the woman who is neither human nor ghost.

Wei Liang lowered his head subconsciously.

I saw Lin Chuo's long and white neck stretched unguarded under her eyelids. Her skin was extremely thin, like silk and porcelain. Looking back from her side of her neck, the soft tendon on the side of her neck was slightly raised, and it throbbed freshly in front of him.

I can't help thinking...

Wei Liang's Adam's apple moved slightly and closed his eyes.

A heavy breath that was too late to take back had already landed on her neck.

Lin Chuo froze suddenly.

She suddenly discovered that his breathing turned out to be hot.

In the past, only after kissing her for a long time, his breathing became slightly warmer.

Why now...

She suddenly remembered what he had said, the body cold was due to the instability of the soul, and it would be better in more than twenty days. Up to now, although it is less than 20 days, he has met "Zhuo Jin", and the two have made a certain decision in the bamboo house.

Therefore, "he" is already the real Wei Liang.

I don't know why, her heart suddenly jumped hard, as if being scalded by his breath, her neck started to redden slightly.

As soon as Wei Liang opened his eyes, he found that her fair skin was stained with a light crimson color, which was even more exciting.

At this moment, the resentment You Ji behind her has been killed, she stopped abruptly, her head lowered, and the seaweed-like black hair behind her looked like eyes, rolled up in front of her with a sharp wind. Attack Wei Liang directly.

Wei Liang turned around, lifting his foot and stepping gently.

I saw an ice scar spreading from the bottom of his feet to where You Ji was. He didn't pay attention to the hair that hit the hair, but directly attacked the opponent's vital body.

Lin Chuo thinks this scene is so cool.

Just like that, two generals fought on horseback, one poked with a gun, the other did not evade, the halberd was sent and pierced into the other's heart.

The tip of the opponent's spear was as good as touching his own armor, and he couldn't make any further progress.

Sure enough, the black hair was still more than three feet away from Wei Liang, and You Ji had been frozen into a pillar of ice.

Lin Chuo was about to applaud, and suddenly felt a chill in his back!

On the scalp, tiny electric feelings were constantly pulsing, her heart suddenly hung, and she subconsciously made a response——

Summoned the Liuli Sword and slammed it back.

The scalp tightened slightly and then loosened again.

A head of hair fell towards the pool water.

Wei Liang's chest stiffened slightly, and he took two steps back. He saw the seaweed-like hair curled up from the pool where he was originally standing, entangled Lin Chuo's hair tail, and crawled towards her scalp. .

Fortunately, she was cut cleanly.

Yu Ji was dangling under the water.

After cruelly severing her arm, she first created an armless fake body to launch a feint attack, but the real body had sneaked to the bottom of the pool and attacked Lin Zhu!

Because the Qi machine was not aimed at Wei Liang, and there was a strong and terrifying resentment in this pool that disturbed his mind, so even he hadn't noticed You Ji's ultimate move.

This extremely arrogant man felt the coldness in his back for the first time.

This is still... under his nose! Looking down, I saw that Xiaojiao's wife in her arms had lost her long hair, her hair only reached her shoulders, and she looked a little messy in the wind.

A thin layer of ice suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Across the white fog of ice, Wei Liang's eyes looked particularly indifferent and ruthless, as if a **** on the nine heavens was overlooking the earth.

He continued to move forward.

With each step, not only was the place where the footsteps were frozen, the frost flower also quickly climbed in all directions, the "creaking" sound was endless, and in a blink of an eye, only a piece of ice mist was seen.

The righteous demon was pushing Wang Weizhi's hammer back step by step.

It was pursuing a victory, but a giant foot suddenly couldn't pull it out.

Frost was winding upward along the demon foot, and the freezing sound of "Kaka" sounded. In the blink of an eye, the invincible righteous demon froze into a giant ice sculpture, slowly smashing down towards the surface of the pool.

At this moment, the blood pools around him had already frozen into solid ice.

Hearing a loud bang, the righteous demon fell into ice **** all over the floor.

Wang Weizhi's hot sword was also frozen.

He lowered his head and found that the soles of his feet were firmly glued to the ice, and the slightest chill climbed up his leg bones, as if he was going to freeze. He yelled in horror: "Sword Master is merciful!"

Wei Liang did not show mercy. Two cold and merciless eyes followed the shadow that was struggling desperately between the broken ice.

Finally, caught.

Na You Ji was struggling desperately underwater, her movements became smaller and smaller, and she finally stopped moving.

The corners of Wei Liang's lips floated up with a sneer, his eyes flashed, and the snow melted in his eyes.

Just listen to the crisp sound of crushing ice from all around, and within less than a breath of time, the ice mist dissipated, and the ice that seemed to last forever melted into spring water.

The solidified waves fell with a "crash", and the blood wave surged, as if nothing had happened just now.

But some things have changed.

For example, Na You Ji has completely melted into water with the broken ice. The bodies of the Yuan Ying monks floating in the pool also disappeared.

For them, this should be a relief.

Wang Weizhi's sword came up with lingering fears.

What kind of ice sword intent this is, it is simply terrifying.

Immediately, his heart began to "pound" wildly, and his thoughts became active again-after he fully understood Arakawa's kendo, after he was promoted to Sword Master, would he be able to create a large magma pool with one shot? !

It's a bit exciting!

The young man began to fantasize about himself and Wei Liang duel. I saw a cold sword inserted under Wei Liang's feet, frozen for thousands of miles. And myself, with his hair flying and the corners of his lips smiling, he casually threw the sword on the ground-and saw the red-orange lava gushing from the tip of the sword, touching Wei Liang's frost, and immediately melting it. The snow-white land gradually turned into a red color, and Wei Liang couldn't get back, and he was shocked and exclaimed: "Wang Youran! I haven't seen it for three days, so it's amazing!"

Wang Weizhi couldn't help but let out a sullen laugh.

Lin Chiu looked up following the laughter, and saw a large ice mound hanging from the bottom of one of Wang Wei's black boots. His feet slid around the sword without even noticing it. His eyes were empty, he didn't know what he was thinking, he was very absorbed in his thoughts, and his mouth was still smiling like a young man.

Wei Liang touched Lin Chuo's hair lightly.

When his fingers touched the ends of the hair that had been cut off by the Liuli Sword Qiqi, he seemed to be stroking her wound, very careful.

When he opened his mouth, he had a dull voice: "Does it hurt?"

Lin Chuo: "..." Although he knew that he cared about her, would it be a bit too much?

Does a haircut hurt? Will it hurt? can you?

What kind of magical super Mario unfolds this ah ah ah ah

It turns out that "not to hurt her hair" is also a literal meaning?

Wei Liang didn't notice his slip of the tongue, he looked at her for a moment, and gently frozen the ends of her hair with frost.

Lin Zhuo: "..." What kind of fairy treatment is this?

This little episode tripped Wei Liang. Over there, Ji Yuan had slowly swallowed two gelatinous red trainings into his abdomen. The red light on his eyelids flashed, his hands folded on his chest, and he laughed out——

"Blood, puppet, descending, world!"

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