Chapter 37： You do n’t die, it ’s unreasonable

Mu Xuezhao looked at Zhang Shan lying on the ground, looked at the followers who flinched and did not dare to move, and thought about Song Ning who was nurturing in bed behind him.

"Thank you for your love, but I am still young, not yet ..."

Mu Xuezhao figured out how to tell the other party not to make him angry, but before the words were finished, Xiao Ran grabbed him.

Mu Xuezhao did not have any ability to fight back in front of Xiao Ran: "You, let me go."

"You are not small, where are you? I think it is appropriate." Xiao Ran's laughter was full of evil intentions.

"Let me go!" Mu Xuezhao struggled, but the more she struggled, the harder Xiao Ran's hand was.

Xiao Ran saw Mu Xuezhao still struggling and looked cold: "Don't give you a shameless face, be honest, otherwise I'll enjoy you in front of these people!"

Mu Xuezhao panicked, the whole person was quiet, his heart was so disturbed, and tears fell.

At this moment she hoped that a passer-by would pass by and be able to rescue her, but although it was only six or seventy miles away from Qingluo City, it was rare, and now she really called that every day should not be called earthly spirits.

Xiao Ran slapped Mu Xuezhao on the neck with a palm, stunned Mu Xuezhao, and then said to the two monks behind him: "All killed."

When all the entourage heard this, they immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Please beg the **** for mercy, and beg the **** for mercy!"

But before they finished speaking, they were already in different places.

In the blink of an eye, the blood flowed into a stream.

"Stop it!" Song Ning said angrily.

But he was still a little slower after all. Just now he wanted to observe the situation in the sedan chair. If Mu Xuezhao was able to discuss with the other party, then he would not need to shoot, but he did n’t expect that the three immortals would kill everybody. .

Xiao Ran and others were really shocked. Just now they didn't even feel that there was still someone in this sedan, but now it seems that there is still a person sitting in this sedan, and this person ...

A layer of monks during the gathering period?

Xiao Ran's frowned eyebrows spread out and commanded, "Kill."

The dwarf monk jumped up, rushed into the sedan chair and slashed Song Ning's head with a knife.

Boom!

Song Ning was fine, but the dwarf monk flew out more than ten feet like a stone. He spurted out a bit of blood, struggling for a while, and then lay motionless on the ground.

Xiao Ran was dumbfounded. Although this short monk's training was not high, he was able to fly it for more than ten feet with one punch, and he could not fight it.

"Who did you just kill?" Song Ning said in a deep voice.

Xiao Ran was so frightened that his legs were soft. He just broke through to the early days of Hui Ling, but even so, he couldn't see how the cultivation of the person in front was.

"The first floor of the gathering period is definitely just a guise. This person deliberately lowered the cultivation behavior in order to protect this Mu Xuezhao. This cultivation behavior is at least a higher level than me." Xiao Ran thought.

Poof.

Xiao Ran knelt on the ground: "Senior and senior, I was blinded by the dog's eyes. Please ask your senior to spare your life. Please ask your senior to spare your life."

Another senior monk was also terrified and hurriedly knelt down to beg for mercy.

Song Ning pointed to the dead body: "They just begged for mercy, have you let them go?"

Xiao Ran swallowed and snorted: "These people weren't killed by me. He killed them. His predecessors were angry. I will kill the murderer."

Monk Gao got up and ran, scolding while running: "Wang bastard, you actually ..."

But before this monk's words were finished, Xiao Ran was killed.

Song Ning looked at Xiao Ran, and a chill flashed in his eyes: "Casuga killed his life, robbed the woman, and betrayed his friends ... It's unreasonable for you not to die."

"Seniors don't want it, please ask the seniors to take a life for me. Xiaoran is willing to be driven by the seniors. The seniors don't want to kill me. I'm from the Xiao family. The elder Xiao Zijing of the Tianyuan School is my uncle. Sell ​​seniors a favor! "Xiao Ran retreated while begging for mercy.

Song Ning doesn't know what school is Tianyuan School.

Who is Xiao Zijing, Song Ning does not know.

What he knew at the moment was that if Xiao Ran did not die, there might be civilians killed by him in the future, and women would be robbed by him.

Xiao Ran saw that begging for mercy was unsuccessful, he would run away with his legs, but how could his speed exceed Song Ning's speed? Even though Song Ning is now only one method of the Shinto sutra, and even though Song Ning's current strength is only comparable to that of the early Huiling monk, it is ultimately stronger than Xiao Ran in the early Huiling period.

Xiao Ran was already terrified, and he didn't want to resist. With one move, he was killed by Song Ning.

It's just that Song Ning didn't find out that when Xiao Ran died, a drop of blood flew strangely and touched him, and then quickly integrated into his body.

After killing Xiao Ran, Song Ning turned to glance at Mu Xuezhao on the sedan chair. After confirming that Mu Xuezhao was fine, he did not wake him up immediately, but glanced at the people on the ground again.

Except Zhang Shan, all died.

Song Ning returned to the sedan chair, and the two auras flew into the bodies of Zhang Shan and Mu Xuezhao, respectively, and then continued to lie in bed and sleep.

In a few moments, Mu Xuezhao's curved eyelashes tremble, slowly opening his eyes.

She rubbed her neck, sat up, looked at the corpse on the floor, and exclaimed with her mouth covered, her tears falling like jade.

Zhang Shan also woke up at the moment, he was also terrified by the scene in front of him, but when he saw Mu Xuezhao was okay, he rushed forward immediately: "Miss Two! Great, great, you are fine, too All right."

Not only the joy of the rest of life after the disaster, but also the sadness in my heart, Zhang Shan's eyes were also wet.

Mu Xuezhao and Zhang Shan glanced at the bodies of the two tall and low monks, and wondered in their hearts, this road has not been passed by all the year round, who rescued them?

Is it him? !

Thinking of this, Mu Xuezhao immediately turned around and lifted the car curtain. When she saw that Song Ning was still asleep on the pink bed, she was puzzled. Who would it be if he wasn't him?

However, Mu Xuezhao was a little relieved to see that Song Ning was still safe.

"Miss Two, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, let's go back quickly, can you still go? If not, I will carry you on my back." Although Zhang Shan was full of blood, he still patted his chest at the moment.

Mu Xuezhao shook his head: "No, you carry Song Ning on your back, and when you get home, you tell your father that he will send someone to settle these followers, and they can't let them expose the dead wilderness."

Zhang Shan was stunned: "Miss II, what time is this, and you still care about his life and death? He is still dead when he is dead, and now we cannot guarantee ourselves, and there is no reason to continue to manage him."

Mu Xuezhao resolutely said: "He was saved by me. I can't throw him here. If you don't want it, then I will carry him."

Zhang Shan really couldn't but miss her own family, so she agreed: "It's all right, I'm carrying it, can't I do it?"

Mu Xuezhao only agreed, but Zhang Shan's actions were very rude, it seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Song Ning. He got on the sedan chair and wanted to carry Song Ning back, but Song Ning just knew that this mountain injury is not light, nor The embarrassment really made him carry it, pretending to be awake, and yawned and got up from the bed.

Zhang Shan woke up at the moment when he saw Song Ning, and there was a fire in his heart: "Well, you are really sleeping, do you wake up sooner or later, now wake up?"