Chapter 114 Old Guy Tianlei

Ning Zhao's heart trembled suddenly.

Dungeons, Ten Thousand Beast Caves, and Broken Soul Bridge, it sounds like it’s not a good place!

The cub's cultivation is not as good as before. If it is really there, it is probably... more misfortune.

In an instant, a pale face came to her and blew a light breath on her face.

It’s fake Chu Yu again!

This time he didn't dodge, and Ning Zhao slapped his hand in his face.

The fake Chu Yu grabbed Ning Zhao's hand and wiped two handfuls of oil, which made Ning Zhao feel goosebumps.

"Little Lotus Spirit, your hands are as white and soft as your face. They are really 'hands like soft and skin like cream'..."

Ning Zhao wanted to pull out his hand, but he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard it was.

"open!"

"Black bear spirit, please let go of the little lotus!"

Xuan Xiang hurriedly ran forward and punched and kicked the fake Chu Yu, trying to let him go, but the fake Chu Yu kicked him out.

Seeing that the fake Chu Yu's face was getting closer and closer to him, she was about to stick it up. Ning Zhao thought for a moment, and used his free hand to compare the middle finger to the fake Chu Yu, and exuded a fragrant mouth, "You XX!"

With a roar, a purple lightning flashed suddenly appeared in the dark night sky. The lightning circled behind the clouds for a moment, and then accurately slashed at Ning Zhao.

Before Chu Yu could react, he was defeated by Lei Ding as Ning Zhao's companion, and he was scorched on the outside and tender inside.

The fake Chu Yu and Ning Zhao both fell to the ground.

Xuan Xiang got up from the ground in panic and rushed to Ning Zhao. Looking at her burnt and curly hair, her charred little face, and her torn clothes, she couldn't help but cry.

"Little lotus, little lotus, wake up!"

"Wake up, little lotus..."

Xuan Xiang tried hard to drive Ning Zhao to his back. He burped and sobbed, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"The old turtle spirit has lived for so many years and read so many books. I must know how to save you."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

But his figure was too short, Ning Zhao was almost twice his taller, and he couldn't stand it no matter how he did.

Xuan Xiang was so anxious that he almost fell to the ground and lay on the corpse with Ning Zhao.

Just when he was almost desperate, Ning Zhao, who was lying on the ground, quietly raised his hand.

Ning Zhao: Help me up, I feel that I can still save it.

Xuan Xiang jumped far away all of a sudden. After reacting, he quickly reached out to help Ning Zhao up and let her sit on the ground leaning against him.

Ning Zhao patted his chest, coughed twice, spit out a few mouthfuls of thick black smoke, and looked up at the sky.

Old guy Tianlei is really never ruthless.

Ning Zhao kicked the fake Chu Yu who was lying beside him, but he had no reaction at all, as if he had fallen off.

Ning Zhao kicked him a few more viciously.

She rested for a long time before gradually recovering.

Feeling that more than half of the tendons and veins in the body were broken, and the current flowed through the body with the spiritual power, Ning Zhao swallowed silently.

Then there is a lot of gratitude.

Fortunately, her old friend Tianlei was powerful enough, and it was not in vain that she had endured so many times. Her mental power and spiritual consciousness were polished to a stronger extent, and she developed the ability to withstand pressure.

Ning Zhao gave himself a dust removal technique, helped Xuan Xiang stand up, and kicked the fake Chu Yu who was burning outside and tender inside.

She took a step forward, first used the few spiritual power in her body to cast a fixed spell on the fake Chu Yu, and then reached out to touch his cheek. She wanted to see what method this guy used

, How could he look exactly the same as Chu Yu, and it is exactly the same?

The fake Chu Yu seems to be really wearing a braid.

No matter how Ning Zhao kicked and kicked and Xuan Xiang kicked and kicked, he was still lying quietly on the ground, without any movement.

Ning Zhao tore off a mask with a completely roasted charred edge curled from the fake Chu Yu's face.

The face under the fake Chu Yu's mask is ordinary, a big cake with deep and shallow pockmarks, two small eyes, one hooked nose, two thick lips tightly closed, and two more

Thin and short eyebrows with extremely light colors.

The whole person looks like Chu Yu, and the other one is underground. It is obvious that Chu Yu is the one in the sky.

"Little Hehua, who is he?"

Xuan Xiang had never seen this person before. In his memory, Hantianchi, Broken Bing Mountain, and the surrounding hills, this person had never appeared at all.

He knew that Ning Zhao had just transformed a few days ago and should be like him. He didn't know the true identity of the man, but he still asked him hesitantly.

Ning Zhao nodded and shook his head, "I don't know either, but...just look at his tricks, he should be from the demon clan."

Even his spiritual power is black. What else can he be if he is not a demon?

Xuan Xiang touched and searched for a while on the fake Chu Yu and found a jade tablet that was pitch black all over.

He handed to Ning Zhao, "Little Lotus, look, what is this?"

Ning Zhao took the jade token and his face sluggish.

I saw a big word "Chen" written on the jade plaque - Chen.

He is from the Chen family in Lincheng, Zhongzhou!

What exactly did they plan?

Ning Zhao put away the jade plaque, pulled Xuan Xiang and stood aside, reached out and drew a fire-controlling talisman in the void, which fell on the body of the fake Chu Yu.

Soon, the body of the fake Chu Yu gradually disappeared into the fire, leaving only a few ashes.

"Geeh--"

In Lincheng, thousands of miles away, an old servant knocked on the closed study door with a lantern, "It's dawn, it's dawn."

Chen Jingtao, the head of the Chen family, slowly opened his turbid eyes, and his eyes gradually focused on the life sign placed in front of the desk.

The life card with the word "Chen Song" engraved has been broken in half.

In silence, he reached out to crush the life card, strode out, opened the study door, and looked at the old servant standing at the door holding a lantern.

"Uncle Bai, I'm sorry to you."

Chen Jingtao said, and he was about to kneel down on the spot.

The old servant quickly threw down the lantern and supported Chen Jingtao, stopping his next move.

He helped Chen Jingtao up, holding his hands on Chen Jingtao's arms.

Uncle Bai's eyes were slightly red, he shook his head, and murmured: "It's not your fault, the head of the family."

"Asong has always been a person who loves to show off. This mission was also something he volunteered to go."

Some light burst out from Chen Jingtao's turbid eyes, and his voice trembled uncontrollably, "But Ah Song is dead, I killed him! If I hadn't promised, this mission would have been successful and the elders would have been obtained.

How could Ah Song go to the position—”

Uncle Bai still just shook his head, and the light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, "It was A Song who was going to go by himself. Jingtao, it's not your fault."

"No one knows this child as Song better than me."

"He has always been like this. He is always worried about whether he can be the first. He always feels that others will look down on him because of his ugly appearance. He is always afraid that others will take away his credit. He is thinking too much..."

It was dawn, and Uncle Bai slowly bent down and picked up the lantern, and blew out the candles in it in one breath.

"So, he only considers what he will get when the task is successful, and never considers the consequences of the task failure."

"I should have taught him these things..."

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