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Chapter 457 Old Dog(1/2)

One day passed.

Zi Ling still looked at the sky between the trees and vines with a hopeful face.

Although she couldn't tell the direction.

But as long as you have Zixia Pavilion in your heart.

So no matter which direction is correct.

Two days passed.

Zi Ling is still confident.

Lord Spirit probably hasn't found the bad guy's location yet.

Three days passed.

Zi Ling is still full of confidence.

Lord Spirit must have found the location and planned to rescue her secretly.

Four days passed.

Lord Spirit is probably quite busy.

Five days passed.

Lord Spirit, you won’t forget it, right?

No, no.

Six days passed.

Zi Ling's eyes were already full of tears.

The seventh day.

The wave is coming.

The tree king suddenly left this morning because of something.

"Hey, little beauty."

"Isn't it boring to be alone?"

Lang rubbed his hands and looked up and down Zi Ling's body unscrupulously.

"Brother, come and play with you. I'll make sure you won't be lonely."

"Besides, I will be very happy."

Lang waved his hand and struck out a water blade.

Cut off a vine.

"stop!"

"You shameless person!"

Zi Ling shouted in horror.

"Hey, even if you scream and break your throat, no one will come to save you."

"If you accidentally shout and break your throat, you will be the only one who feels uncomfortable."

Lang reminded her thoughtfully, seeming to be really worried about Zi Ling's throat problem.

"I tell you, you dare to touch a hair on my head."

"I will definitely kill you."

Zi Ling shouted.

She desperately mobilized all her spiritual power to kill Lang.

But the purple light on his body flashed faintly, and then disappeared.

hateful!

Zi Ling did not expect that the spiritual power in his body was actually empty.

It seems to prevent her from escaping.

She stared fiercely at Lang who kept cutting down the vines.

Thinking that even if I die, I won't let him succeed.

"Haha, if you want to die, it's not that easy."

Lang saw Zi Ling's thoughts. Zi Ling had a hundred ways to commit suicide, and he had a hundred and one ideas to stop it.

Click!

Click!

The vines are constantly being cut off.

Just when the last vine broke.

Zi Ling desperately used her right hand to gather the last bit of spiritual power and hit it into her sea of ​​consciousness.

"stop!"

Lang shouted, and a bubble appeared out of thin air.

Cover the purple spirit in it.

Zi Ling couldn't move for a moment and felt sore and weak all over.

"Haha, little beauty."

"You are thinking about seeking death at such a young age."

Lang showed a proud smile.

If you fall into his water prison, you will have no choice but to be at his mercy.

He turned to leave.

A black shadow appeared in the distance.

"Shu Zi, you dare me!"

The Tree King roared, and countless vines flashed on the ground, attacking towards the waves.

Lang glanced at the tree king with disdain. He couldn't defeat the tree king, but if he wanted to run away, the slow speed of the old tree was no more than a turtle to him.

"See you later."

Lang waved to the tree king.

The moment the vine stung him, it exploded together with the purple spirit.

It turned into mist and disappeared.

The cane twisted back and forth, but the enemy could not be found.

After a while, the tree king flew over.

He stepped on the water on the ground, furious.

But there was no trace of the waves at all.

"Ling girl, it was my old tree that harmed you."

The tree king finally shouted in pain.

At this time, Lang had appeared at the foot of the cliff a hundred miles away.

There was a trace of amusement on his face.

"Hey, old guy."

"You still want to keep me."

After Lang finished speaking, he looked at Zi Ling beside him.

He had to reach out and pat Zi Ling's face.

Suddenly, a tingling feeling appeared on his head.

Lang hurriedly avoided.

But it's still a step too late.

His head was split open with a knife and turned into a ball of water.

The body staggered, then fell down and turned into a puddle of water.

"Zi Ling, are you okay?"

The visitor looked at Zi Ling and asked.

Zi Ling looked at the person coming, but she didn't expect it to be an old dog.
To be continued...
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