"Kill you?"
"Of course I'll kill him!"
He Ping'an sneered, then took some of the remains of the Mad Lion King and sent it to Zhenren Tao: "Don't waste your flesh and blood. Devour it. You can have more capital to fight against the thunder."
Tao Zhenren knew that what He Pingan said were all good words, so he no longer hesitated and turned directly into a cloud, swallowing up the remaining body of the Mad Lion King amidst the howling of ghosts and wolves.
The flesh and blood entered Tao Zhenren's body, and after being refined by him, it immediately turned into billowing yin energy, causing his strength to increase a lot again.
Seeing the remains of his body being devoured, the Mad Lion King was heartbroken, even though he knew he would surely die.
But seeing his body, which had been cultivated for nearly a thousand years, being eaten bit by bit by others, the feeling of despair in his heart still came over him like a tide.
This is what He Ping'an wants. He has no sympathy for these trolls.
The golden knife in his hand kept flying, cutting off the flesh and blood from the head of the Crazy Lion King and sharing it with everyone.
At the end, he slashed the Mad Lion King's head in half with a sharp knife. His brains flowed out and were snatched away by everyone.
His head was split in half, and the mad lion king's soul took the opportunity to escape from it, and fled towards the horizon.
As soon as he took off, the dark clouds transformed by Tao Zhenren swept down and enveloped the mad lion king's spirit. The mad lion king's spirit kept roaring, but could not break out of the dark clouds.
Accompanied by bursts of ghostly cries and wolf howls, the roar of the Mad Lion King's soul became smaller and smaller, and finally, gradually disappeared.
After everything was done, Master Tao bowed deeply to He Pingan, and then led everyone in Langshi Village towards Chicken King Mountain.
There, there is now a secret stronghold of the human race, and it is most suitable to take the people of Wolf Food Village there.
And He Ping'an left a magic phantom here and continued to execute Liu Tan.
The shrill screams echoed in this desolate place for a full forty hours before gradually disappearing.
...
In southern Xinjiang, three hundred miles away from the Evil Corpse Gate.
Zhao Yun walked on the dry sand, looking thoughtfully at the Yousha Abyss in the distance.
From a distance, that place seemed normal, but he could feel that there was a vague evil spirit hidden in it.
"Help...help..."
At this moment, a weak woman's cry for help, accompanied by the lewd laughter of the two men, came from a distance.
Zhao Yun frowned, hearing this voice, it should be a human woman.
He kicked his feet hard, leaving a pair of deep footprints on the sand, and then he rose into the sky and flew away into the distance.
"Shua..."
But with just one ups and downs, he had already arrived near the sound.
I saw two men in Taoist robes tearing apart the few clothes of a woman in red.
Many parts of the dress had been torn by the two men, exposing the snow-white skin and the vague ravine on the chest.
The woman in red continued to struggle, which aroused the interest of the two men even more.
"Little girl, since the Evil Corpse Sect is here, even if you scream until your throat is broken, no one can save you."
"Be obedient and obey me, and you will benefit from it in the future..."
The two of them laughed obscenely and kept changing their bodies around the woman. Every time they moved, pieces of clothing would be torn off her body.
"How dare you commit murder in broad daylight!"
When Zhao Yun saw this, he roared angrily and thrust out the spear in his hand.
As a first-grade martial artist, he had great strength. When he thrust out his spear, the spear immediately turned into a phantom, like a silver dragon, and stabbed towards the two of them quickly.
"Who are you? How dare you ruin my good deeds!"
When the two Taoists saw Zhao Yun's spear coming, they immediately grasped the spell with their alert hands. Two Mao Zongs immediately jumped from the side and blocked the spear.
"Pfft!"
"Pfft..."
With the sound of two sharp weapons piercing flesh, the spear passed through the two zombies and continued to stab the two Taoists.
The two fifth-grade hairy beasts were pierced by the spear, and the evil spirit dissipated from their bodies immediately, and they were immediately destroyed.
The two Taoists were horrified, and their hair was stiff. They couldn't even block the young man's shot.
As soon as they rolled their eyes, they immediately abandoned the woman in red and prepared to turn around and run away.
However, at this moment, it seemed that the sole of their feet slipped, and the two people unexpectedly appeared in front of the spear.
There was only a "puff" sound, followed by two screams, blood splattered everywhere, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The two of them were directly stabbed into gourds by spears and died on the spot.
Zhao Yun frowned, feeling a little strange in his heart. He did not intend to kill the two people, but by chance, these two people appeared under his gun. It was really a surprise.
"Woooo..."
At this moment, the woman in red was holding her tattered clothes, with her back to Zhao Yun, squatting on the ground, hugging her head and crying.
The looming and exquisite figure, after squatting down, shows the perfect curve of the buttocks, making people unable to take their eyes away.
"Are you okay, miss?"
Without any time to think, Zhao Yun ducked out of the way and appeared next to the woman in red, asking softly.
"I, I'm fine..."
Hearing this, the woman in red quickly raised her head, wiped away the tears on her face, and said to Zhao Yun, "Thank you so much, brave man, for your help."
boom!
Unexpectedly, when he saw the beautiful woman in red, Zhao Yun felt his scalp explode, and his soul seemed to explode in an instant.
"Are you, are you Jingle?"
Zhao Yun suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed the shoulders of the woman in red, and shook her wildly.
The appearance of the woman in front of him was exactly the same as that of the person he had been dreaming about.
"This strong man, you hurt me!"
The woman in red was in pain and quickly said softly.
"Uh, yeah...sorry, I got impatient at the next moment."
Zhao Yun quickly apologized, released his hands, and carefully looked at the appearance of the woman in red.
The more he looked at her, the more he realized that the woman in red looked exactly like Jingle in every word, action, and smile.
"Jingle, who is Jingle?"
The woman in red looked at Zhao Yun strangely and asked.
"Jingle is the eldest princess of Emperor Daxuan Jiaming and the sister of Emperor Daxuanlongqing!"
Zhao Yun quickly explained.
Most of the reason why I came to Southern Xinjiang was for Jingle.
Back then, before he became the general of Xuanyang, he served as Jingle's personal bodyguard for a period of time. It was also during this period that he developed a secret love for Jingle and could not extricate himself.
As for the news that Jingle might be in southern Xinjiang, he learned it from Huang Daban who left Xuanyang, and it was very credible.
According to Huang Daban's account, Jingle, the eldest princess of Daxuan, was sent to southern Xinjiang by Emperor Jiaming, and her life and death were unknown since then.
Now, he never expected that when he came to Southern Xinjiang, he would actually meet Jingle.
"Jingle, you must be Jingle, right?"
Zhao Yun looked at the woman in red in front of him with burning eyes and asked repeatedly.
Seriously filled with the joy of meeting again after a long absence.
"Jingle...Jingle...I always feel like I've heard it somewhere, but I can't remember it."
The woman in red frowned, as if she was trying to remember, but the more she thought about it, the tighter her brows became.
"Jingle, you must remember, I am Zhao Yun!"
Zhao Yun pointed to his nose and came close to Jingle. It seemed that this was the only way he could make her see clearly.
"Zhao Yun..."
The woman in red frowned even more tightly and kept repeating it in her mouth, as if she was thinking about it. However, suddenly, she suddenly held her head in her hands with a look of pain on her face: "It hurts... my head hurts... .”
Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun suddenly felt nervous. He wanted to inject the true essence into the woman in red, but he was afraid of making things worse.
It can only be like an ant on a hot pot, spinning in circles.
After a long time, she seemed to have recovered a little. The woman in red took a deep breath and slowly stood up. On her forehead, beads of sweat dripped down.
"Zhao Yun, although I can't remember, I think I must know you!"
The woman in red looked at the anxious Zhao Yun and smiled.
"You, could it be that you have lost your memory?"
Zhao Yun thought of a possibility and asked in a voice.
"Amnesia?"
"Maybe."
The woman in red shook her head, as if she wanted to shake her head, which was like a lake of jelly, back to normal.
"It must be Emperor Jiaming who did it!"
"Why on earth did he do this to his daughter!"
Zhao Yun roared in pain, but did not notice that the woman in red frowned slightly, and then quickly opened it.
After a long time, Zhao Yun finally suppressed the violent emotions in his heart and said softly to the woman in red: "Whether you are Jingle or not, since I have met you, I cannot let you be harmed in any way."
"You follow me, okay?"
Zhao Yun asked slowly.
"Um."
The woman in red nodded obediently, then pointed to the dark abyss in the distance, and said thoughtfully: "I always feel that there seems to be something I lost there."
