Princess Against the World

Frowning his brows, Ting Tong slowly turned to Ling Luoyu, his hatred reappeared.

"When I saw you enter the secret room, I thought about it. You and the fat man must die. Therefore, I used a small trick and brought them both into the secret room... Thinking that I want to take advantage of the flame wings to get rid of you quietly, who knew that this guy actually followed the two people into the sword tomb, and I did not have the strength to kill you! No way, I can only watch you go , Then stun Ling Jingchen, and then return here to get rid of you..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes turned sharply, and suddenly he thought of the golden lacquered ink.

"What's the matter with that secret room? And that ink character...what is it?"

"Secret Chamber..." Tingtong's voice paused, and the subject suddenly changed: "Hell, you are going to die, what do you know so many secrets for?! Knowing too much, I'm afraid you can't even be a ghost! ..."

With a cold smile, he retreated to the valve and looked at the tightly stuck broken sword.

"But to be honest, your heart is really big enough! You can't save your own life, and you still have the mind to take care of this sword!"

"boom!"

He kicked the broken sword flying.

"Crack!"

The machine sounded again, and the sword continued to sink slowly.

"you……"

Ling Luoyu was shocked to get up.

"Once Mietian has been tempered, he can't leave the earth fire, otherwise he will be abandoned..."

Looking dark, a murderous opportunity burst out of Ting Tong's eyes.

"I can't let you ruin Mietian!!"

Wrists crossed, and the flute sounded again.

Yan Wing's body suddenly rose at that moment, and with an "Ow", he opened his mouth and bit Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu's eyes were sharp and decisive, and his lips curled wildly.

"Want to kill me?!"

The soul blade that pierced the back of Yan Wing suddenly violent at that moment, rotating 360 degrees into it, like a drill bit, and instantly penetrated its body.

"Oh..."

Yan Wing raised his head in pain and howled, his whole body was in a state of stiffness.

The soul blade was in its body, stirring unscrupulously, stirring up its internal organs in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

Yanwing's body fell heavily, splashing dust from the ground.

The sound of Tingtong's flute stopped abruptly at that moment, and he stood there incredible.

"You...what are you doing?!"

In the dust, Ling Luoyu stood up leisurely, smiling indifferently, not at all like being seriously injured.

If it were not for the blood stains on her mouth, it would be hard to believe that she was vomiting blood and struggling to hang up.

"Tingtong, if you have conspiracies and tricks, I can't do everything?! If I didn't mean to hang up as soon as I saw, how could you show up?!"

Ling Luoyu moved his body a little, and the clouds were light and breezy.

"It's just two mouthfuls of blood. If you want to see it, I can still spray it for you..."

The corners of Tingtong's mouth twitched fiercely, and finally he recovered his calm.

"What if you haven't died?! If you haven't died now, it doesn't mean you won't die after a while!"

His gaze fell on the long sword, it had completely fallen into the sea of ​​fire, and the fire troughs began to merge.

With a look in his eyes, a different smile appeared on his face.

"Hammer, I want to give you a gift...Do you dare to accept it?!"

"gift?!"

Before Ling Luoyu's words fell, Ting Tong already threw something backhand.

At that moment, he turned and fled.

Ling Luoyu's eyes sank, and his figure abruptly backed away.

"boom!"

In the ear-splitting explosion, she was directly lifted by a wave of air.