Princess Against the World

The western suburbs are the crops of farmers. No one lives there. At first glance, the heavy rain forms a line, and the heaven and the earth seem to be connected.

Ling Luoyu stopped and didn't turn around: "You've followed all the way, shouldn't it be time to come out?"

She was lucky today.

Not long after she was separated from the man in the mink clothes, she felt something strange behind her.

Although this person poured out profound energy, she could not perceive the other party's cultivation, which meant that this person's cultivation was higher than hers.

Sneaky, certainly not a good person.

It seemed that she couldn't escape today's bloody battle.

In order to avoid trouble with her grandfather and second uncle, she turned to this no-man's land.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

Evil laughter sounded behind her.

With this rainy day in the wilderness, it really feels like a ghost movie.

"Ling Luoyu, I can't see that you are the eighth level of Xuanling... No wonder those first-level Xuanlings have to be folded in your hands..."

Ling Luoyu turned around quietly, and a sneer sneered out of the corners of his lips: "It seems that you, like them, are also going to kill me?"

Behind her was an old man in his fifties, thin and shriveled, with a goatee hanging from his chin, looking very wretched.

"On a rainy day, I followed you to this wilderness, not to kill you, but to play with you?"

When it comes to the word "play", the old man's appearance is even more wretched.

"Don't say it, your figure...how do you look like a girl..."

Before he finished speaking, his smile suddenly subsided slowly, as if he understood something.

"You're not... just a girl, are you?"

He looked at Ling Luoyu again, and became more and more sure of his guess.

"Ling Luoyu...you are really a daughter!"

Ling Luoyu chuckled noncommittally: "Guess what..."

The old man shook his head suddenly, "I don't care whether you are a man or a woman, women are more enjoyable, first, rape, later, kill... Anyway, I'm the same as collecting money!"

His wrist sank, and a long black knife sank into his hand.

"Ling Luoyu, are you obediently coming here to die, or will I go up and chop you into minced meat?"

Ling Luoyu flipped his fingertips, and the silver needle appeared: "Why don't you take two steps, come and hack me to death..."

"Haha... I have killed so many people, you are the first to talk to me so easily!"

The old man laughed wildly, and the black knife stood up.

"Remember, Lao Tzu is called Qiu Zhen. When you go to the King of Hell, remember to report Lao Tzu's name..."

Ling Luoyu's smile became more and more sinister: "You probably don't know... I am the King of Hell!"

Qiu Zhen roared and rushed forward, the black knife slashed through the air, beheading him.

Ling Luoyu's black eyes flashed a stream of light. Judging from the strength of the black knife pouring out, his profound energy was at the third level of Xuanba.

In the sneer, the silver needle burst out of the air, passed through the raindrops, and pierced into the meditation acupoint on Qiu Zhen's wrist.

"boom"

Chaos Primordial Spirit shot out, breaking into the Qiu Formation Meridian.

In the muffled sound, Qiu Zhen's blade turned and retreated.

The moment the move was withdrawn, the blade slashed across Ling Luoyu's back, creating a bloody opening half a foot long.

Ling Luoyu's feet trembled, and she almost lost her footing.

The burning pain in the back disappeared instantly.

Her eyes sank: "You have poison on your knife?!"

The toxin numbs the wound, so she doesn't feel pain.

Qiu Zhen's meridians were damaged, and he was horrified in his heart. Hearing this, he immediately raised his head.

"That's right! This poison is my own secret recipe, and only I have the antidote... I can tell you that within half an hour, if you don't take the antidote, you will surely die..."