Zhuang Ling raised her eyebrows. She looked calmly at the shopkeeper who was so nervous that he was rolling and crawling, running tremblingly as if he had difficulty moving.
Phew...what's that look in this girl's eyes?
The first sentence says that she is a monster, and the second sentence says that she eats people's hearts, but does her beautiful face look so ferocious?
If she was really a monster, she wouldn't eat people's hearts.
Because the human heart is the most filthy.
Zhuang Ling lazily crossed her arms across her chest, leaning on the Overlord gun she had driven into the ground, and her red lips curved in an evil and seductive arc.
That graceful and graceful posture seems to seduce the mind like a natural charm, making those who see it willing to be hungover and gentle, and never wake up from the dream.
Seeing this, the little white tiger hanging in the bandage in her arms hurriedly waved its two short claws, trying to block her flourishing beauty, domineeringly not allowing others to see her charming and enchanting look.
Zhuang Ling was so annoyed by it that she raised her chin high and moved her head back to distance herself.
Then she stretched out her hands from left to right, grabbed the little white tiger's two paws, and said expressionlessly: "If you dare to mess with my face, I will kill you to make soup."
The cold and ruthless words did not mean the slightest bit of joking.
The little white tiger looked at his two furry little paws, being held by her hands like iron pincers without mercy, and heard her threatening and harsh tone, and he suddenly started to cry aggrievedly!
Zhuang Ling watched its crying scene indifferently, not comforting its willfulness so as not to spoil its squeamishness.
In line with the principle that naughty children should not be pampered, and the more they are pampered, the worse they become, so she behaved extremely coldly.
After Zhuang Ling casually untied the strap on her waist, she took the strap containing the little white tiger and wrapped it back around her waist. She no longer cared about the strap wrapping around to protect the crying little white tiger nestled in the baby bag.
The current situation was no different than usual, and she had no time to mess around with it.
Because she allowed the shopkeeper to escape alive from under her nose, it probably wouldn't take long for him to form a gang to seek revenge on her.
This is not good for her, she will not make a loss account.
Although she has no moral skills, the shopkeeper is afraid of her and will collapse without a fight.
Zhuang Ling casually pulled out the Overlord gun that she had plunged into the ground, and quickly chased the shopkeeper in the direction of his escape. With the mentality of scaring him to the core, she muttered with a ghostly voice: "Are your words polite?"
The frightening underworld tunes can really scare people to death at night!
The shopkeeper was always most afraid of life and death. When he listened to the demonic voice that seemed to follow his life, he was so frightened that he could not think normally. He did not even dare to turn his head, but he still did not forget his instinct to cry out for mercy.
"Grandpa Demon, Ancestor Demon, we were wrong, please don't chase us!"
"We are old and rough-skinned and don't like to take a bath. When you are hungry, go to the carriage to find something to eat. The babies there are very fresh. They are all our tribute to you!"
Zhuang Ling still chased after her, a cold smile slowly forming on her lips.
It seems that although the shopkeeper of Yingkelou is a coward, he understands the habits of certain monsters.
This old guy is quite ruthless, and he unceremoniously caused trouble to come to the east. It can be said that he is a dead Taoist friend but not a poor Taoist.
If it weren't for the shopkeeper's own fear that suppressed his rationality that should have discovered the problem, she would have inevitably had a fierce battle.
Although she, like most readers, always felt that during the Qi training period, she was as weak as an ant and there was no need to be afraid, but her personal experience was different.
No matter how bad the monk in the Qi training stage is, he can still suppress ordinary people more than enough, not to mention that the shopkeeper is from the Gilded Sect, which is famous for its cheap tricks in the book, and Juebi is also an old thief who plays disgusting tricks.
This kind of cunning person who is eager to push even further when he is capable, and who flees quickly when danger arises. His moral character is stronger than that of a monk, and he is still sophisticated in his ways. He has clearly seen her appearance. She must not let him go back alive. Move a supporter so that she doesn't die before she matures.
In the world of immortality in China, murder does not necessarily require life. Anyone who complains can be stabbed. If the backstage is strong enough, they can kill the whole family.
Considering that she was alone, there was no way she could leave a trap to bury her own life. Moreover, the shopkeeper was selfish first, so no wonder she was selfish later!
Zhuang Ling twirled the Overlord Spear, which was taller than her, with both hands and stabbed the shopkeeper's back calmly, when she suddenly saw the shopkeeper sidestepping away from her fatal move and throwing a handful of disgusting blows at her. The long worm that feels numb on the scalp and feels as soft as a bone!
Mud, she hates soft bugs without bones the most!
This girl is dead, just hit the muzzle of her gun!
Zhuang Ling had a cold expression on her face. She quickly spun the Overlord Spear in her hand, and when her jade fingertips quickly overlapped to create a shield-like shadow of the Fire Wheel, she forcibly cut off the lives of countless poisonous insects!
Seeing that she was difficult to deal with, the shopkeeper was even more wary of her yet-to-be-shown strength, and completely lost the courage to fight head-on.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. He hurriedly took out the Ten Thousand Poison Purifying Bottle hidden in his sleeve, joined his two fingers together and lowered his head, ring and tail, and murmured the Insect Summoning Charm in his mouth.
The shopkeeper held his housekeeping magic weapon like a treasure, and painfully manipulated the swarm of poisonous bees that he had raised for a long time, and rushed towards him. He was better at wielding the Overlord Spear than a strong man, and his kung fu skills were so wild that it was hard to tell which one. What kind of bastard!
The Ten Thousand Poison Purifying Bottle with the poison bees was a gift from his revered master, and monks below the golden elixir stage would be extremely wary of it if they saw it.
However, his usually victorious underhanded tactics encountered difficulties in not being trapped by external objects.
At this moment, after Zhuang Ling turned over to avoid the swirling swarm of poisonous bees, she hurriedly avoided the swarm of poisonous bees that attacked again!
Then she ran out of a snake-like position to avoid injury, picked up the tip of the Overlord Spear, and slashed the palm of her right hand in one fell swoop. She quickly tore out a strip of cloth to wrap around the bloody palm of her right hand, and then Wipe the gun stick and the tip of the gun back and forth.
When the little white tiger who was nestled in the bag around her waist saw this, unknown emotions flashed through her purple eyes, but she just lowered her eyelashes in silence and silently stuck out her tongue and licked her little paws.
At the same time, the scar on the heart of Zhuang Ling's right hand, which was wrapped in a cloth and still clutching the Overlord's gun, healed quickly and quietly!
At this time, Zhuang Ling was busy fighting monsters and had no time to pay attention to the changes in the little white tiger and the palm of her right hand.
When she swung the blood-stained Overlord Gun and smashed the swarms of poisonous bees following her, turning them into sizzling black smoke, she decisively gained the confidence to attack the shopkeeper head-on!
At this moment, Zhuang Ling was not only able to attack with ease, but when she was close to the shopkeeper, she took the time to swing the Overlord Gun, as if she were playing a baseball, and neatly smashed the Ten Thousand Poisons Purifying Bottle in the shopkeeper's hand. Suddenly, all kinds of weird and ugly poisonous insects burst out!
In an instant, the shopkeeper, who was unable to dodge in time, pulled at the fat face that had been filled with poisonous insects with trembling hands, and let out a deafening cry of pain that seemed to be heartbreaking!
The sound sounded like weeping blood, making the listeners tremble with fear and nauseated after seeing the tragic scene.
Zhuang Ling looked indifferently at the shopkeeper who was twisting on the ground like a fat maggot. She silently walked over with the Overlord gun, ready to kill the shopkeeper directly to avoid causing trouble, but she saw the shopkeeper waving his hand and throwing out the thick smoke that covered the sky and the sun. !
Perhaps she was afraid that there might be a scam, so when she retreated almost instinctively, she suddenly raised her arm and threw the Overlord Spear, which instantly and accurately penetrated the shopkeeper's fat body as he was fleeing!
