Chapter 87

Song Ningyu only felt that the human power in front of him was so big that his tendons hurt all over his body, but so what? The hairpin in Song Ningyu's hand hit the carotid artery of the man in white.

There was a strange flash in Gong Zilin's eyes. When was song Ningyu's move so cunning?

The hairpin in Song Ningyu's hand is also specially modified. It is like a sword. Both sides are extremely sharp.

"You'd better loosen your hand, otherwise, the little woman can't stand the pain. It's likely that this hand will shake." Chunsu's dignified eyes narrowed slightly. At that moment, song Ningyu even felt that the air was solidified.

"You threaten me?" song Ningyu's hairpin moved slightly, and a trace of blood soon flowed from Chunsu's neck. Song Ningyu only felt that her muscles and veins hurt badly, as if countless insects were eating her bone marrow, and her face began to turn pale with a thin layer of sweat.

Gong Zilin took song Ningyu into his arms at the moment she fainted. When he looked at Chunsu, he gave him a warning and brushed his sleeves slightly towards the wind and thunder on the ground. The two people who fell on the ground stood up. When they saw Chunsu, a trace of murderous spirit flashed in their eyes. When they saw Gong Zilin coming back, the murderous spirit turned into guilt.

"If my subordinates do not do well, please punish me."

Gong Zilin gently put song Ningyu on the bed and covered her with a quilt. The gentle movement was as slow as treating a treasure. Chunsu raised his plain white mask and wiped the blood on the neck. However, for a moment, the wound on the neck was better, as if it had never been.

Chunsu smiled gently and said with a faint pleasure, "you dare to murder the high priest. Your woman has little ability and great courage."

Gong Zilin seemed to be happy because of his words. His eyes fell on his chest, and his eyes dimmed for a moment. What method should he use to keep her? It seems that nothing works on her. She will only become colder and more alienated.

"Hum, if I were her, I wouldn't give you a chance to speak." Gong Zilin snorted coldly. The wind and thunder wanted to take the bodies out of the room, but when their hands touched the bodies, they turned into powder. The two people looked at each other in horror.

My God, who is this man in white after all, so powerful!

Gong Zilin glanced at the corpse turned into powder at that moment. His eyes were deep. It seems that Chunsu was not idle during this period of time, and his strength became stronger and stronger.

"It's heartless. I want to tell you that your woman has told the emperor all the news about the treasure. If such a woman is your own, she will die naturally. However, for her useless sake, I'd be happy to help you." Gong Zilin raised his eyebrow.

"I can't imagine that the high priest likes to split up!" song Ningyu not only told the emperor, but also told him. In this way, she didn't help both sides.

The high priest raised his hand slightly, and the white veil in his hand turned into powder in an instant. He frowned and glanced at the main house in disgust. In an instant, four women in white with white gauze mask floated into the room. The wheelchair turned into an extremely simple sedan chair in his palm. The four women with white gauze mask respectfully carried the high priest and shot out of the palace.

"I really hate to see such a filthy place." is the palace filthy? It was absolutely filthy, whether hundreds of years ago or now. The closer to power, the more powerful the interweaving of desire and interest!

"Master, this..." Feng opened tentatively aside, but saw Gong Zilin raise his hand and signal them to go out. Feng nodded and disappeared into the boundless night with Lei. Who is that pure person after all? Although I dare not attack you, my attitude is not much better!

Song Ningyu is lying on the bed, holding the hairpin tightly in one hand. Gong Zilin reluctantly shakes his head. When he reaches out to remove the hairpin in Song Ningyu's hand, he accidentally touches her pulse! Suddenly his face changed slightly! Her pulse is extremely disordered! A powerful internal force swam and collided in her veins, and a vague internal force was dying in her Dantian!

Just now, Chun Su grabbed her wrist! damn! He was too careless!

Song Ningyu doesn't know martial arts. How can he stand Chunsu's powerful internal power?

At this time, song Ningyu's face has begun to turn red. The whole face seems to bleed. Gong Zilin holds her wrist tightly and tries to wake her up. However, song Ningyu's eyes are closed and her white teeth bite her lips hard!

That's how she is, indifferent, cold and cold. She suffers everything by herself! A faint pain slowly flowed out of Gong Zilin's heart. This woman, this woman who was his wife! To have such a share with him.

"Song Ningyu! I saved you today. You are my Gong Zilin's people, whether life or death, are all my people, okay?" Gong Zilin held her hand tightly, word by word, very determined! Song Ningyu didn't know whether she understood or not. She slowly opened her eyes.

"Who, who wants... You to save!" song Ningyu laboriously took back Gong Zilin's hand in her hand, and a trace of blood slowly scratched down from her mouth. Song Ningyu snorted slightly, holding the brocade quilt on both sides tightly with both hands. The brocade quilt was about to be torn by her in her hands!

"Song Ningyu! Is it so difficult to be my woman?" Gong Zilin picked up her chin and wiped the blood on her lips with his fingers. His eyebrows wrinkled fiercely. The whole person was like a leopard staring at its prey for a moment!

"My business has nothing to do with you." song Ningyu said goodbye. He just felt that the muscles and veins in his body were constantly pulling, and his whole body was slightly curled up in pain.

"Then why did you rush up? You didn't see the corpses in a room! Song Ningyu, you can tell me directly if you want to die, and I'll end you with my own hands!" Gong Zilin slowly extended his hand to her neck.

Song Ningyu was in great pain. He clenched his teeth and made every effort to swing his palm to Gong Zilin. With fierce murderous spirit and powerful internal power, he hit Gong Zilin's heart.

Gong Zilin slapped her opponent, but he didn't bring much internal power. He was forced to retreat by song Ningyu's slap!

Gong Zilin was shocked! Song Ningyu doesn't know martial arts or internal power. So, who taught her these things?

"Song Ningyu, where did your martial arts come from? Huh?"

Song Ningyu only felt that the pain on her body suddenly decreased. Although the muscles and veins of the whole person were still painful, they were only vaguely painful. As long as she didn't move, the pain would be alleviated a lot.