Chapter 120

Games, they are games.

This is a game for the night, a game Cat and mouse game.

After fattening the rats, the taste will definitely be better.

People can only see the challenge arena, night Qingluo will night Qingling as a mouse in the play.

Ye Qingling, who was controlled by the evil sword, constantly releases the sword Qi and the sword moves. The whole challenge arena is full of mysterious Yin Qi.

But every time you want to attack the night, the next second, there is no figure in front of you.

The next second, night Qingluo will appear behind the night Qingling.

Always in the night clear spirit body, leave so little what.

The night Qingling, dripping with blood, flowed to the right arm and was sucked by the evil sword.

After drinking the blood of the evil sword, the evil spirit is more and more turbulent.

It is completely night Qingling as their own food, the speed of absorption, also accelerated a lot.

Not long, night Qingling's face has been white some frightening.

Even the original plump red lips have become pale and shriveled, especially infiltrating people.

About half a cup of tea, night Qingluo stopped playing.

She raised her eyebrows and showed a look of righteous words: "four elder sisters, I promised you that I would save your life, and I would not break my promise."

If the evil sword drinks the blood of yeqingling, the body of yeqingling will be devoured by the evil sword, and there will be no residue left.

"I'm tired after playing for such a long time. This game should be over." The sneer at the corner of her eyes grew thick, and her cold voice rang out leisurely.

The woman in red, with a very shallow sneer in her mouth, a pair of beautiful eyes with a cold light.

The feather fan in her hand, on her white fingertip, is constantly rotating at high speed.

The enchanting red light melts with the mysterious Qi.

Rolled up a fire dragon, covering the sky around the night Qingling.

Ye Qingling couldn't feel the pain at all. Under the control of the evil sword, the whole person met the fire dragon and ran directly over.

The evil sword splits horizontally and gathers Yin Qi that makes the scalp numb.

The sword spirit splits the fire dragon condensed in the night.

The whole person, like an arrow from the string, came straight.

That momentum, strong and fast!

The people under the stage looked at the exclamation continuously, one by one to let the night clear down carefully.

But night Qingluo is a calm face standing in place, allowing the evil sword to approach.

The cool and arrogant air of the whole body is not inferior to that of emperor Mo Xuan.

Evil sword, approaching the front door.

The night clear falls, the feather fan suddenly lifts, just pinches on the sword body.

The red light darted and immediately wound the evil sword.

Ye Qingling is in the control of the evil sword, and his arm is trying to retreat.

But the feather fan is like a suction cup. It sucks the body of the sword very tightly and can't move at all.

"Ah Ah ah... " The night Qingling was in a hurry, and his mouth gave out a hoarse roar, like the howling of wild animals.

The expression on the surface, also twisted, ferocious.

The night is clear, the eyes are squinting, the five fingers of the feather fan are buckled, and suddenly a collection is made

The feather fans closed.

The evil sword broke when the feather fans closed

Almost in an instant, the cold and Yin Qi on the challenge arena quickly disappeared.

The evil sword fell on the broken arena and lost all its brilliance, like half of the rusty iron.

At the same time, ye Qingling, who was suspended high in the air, fell straight down and severely fell on the challenge arena.

"Old man, what can youmu do to return the essence of Xuanyin sword to yeqingling?" Night Qingluo squints his eyes and asks in the bottom of his heart.

Cang old man is surprised: "you want to save her?"

"From the beginning, I didn't intend to let her die."

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