Chapter 312

The story that Yan Shengrui took the princess to the prison of heaven soon spread into the ears of the family owners. Even the Yan Shengzhi in the palace received the news. Everyone was curious what he would do to run to that bad place. So, the sky prison was full of family lines. Yan Sheng Lu's shadow guards saw it, but they didn't clean it up. It was not a shameful thing. If they want to see it, just watch it.

In the depths of the prison, Yan Shengrui and Ling Jingxuan were not affected by the breath of terror around him. He walked with his fingers tightly. He felt as if they were specially running to the prison to show their love. The two jailers in front of him were already sweating and wanted to say something. Because Yan Shengrui had said something earlier, he did not dare to speak rashly until??

Ling Jingxuan's steps suddenly stopped in front of a single cell. In the dark and moldy cell, a tall man with a full face and beard, his hands and feet are firmly locked by a small finger thick iron chain. The other end of the chain is connected with the thick iron ring on the cell wall. What attracts Ling Jingxuan is not the tall body of the man, nor the shackles of his whole body, but his eyes It is a pair of eyes full of wild bloodthirsty. Even if he is trapped in a prison, his whole body is in a mess. His eyes still reveal a frightening defiance and arrogance. When he looks at him, there is a faint mixture of contempt and disdain, as if he is the one standing outside looking down on them.

"Who is he?" Lips raised a shallow smile mark, the first is him.

"This"

the jailer hesitated to look at him. Yan Sheng glanced at him and immediately stuttered him: "he, his name is Qin Muyan, nicknamed Maolong. He was the chief robber who ran across the sea a few years ago. When general Qin threw him into his cell, he never came again, and he has been locked here."

"Maolong?"

So the name of gentle and elegant has a vulgar nickname. However, the nickname matches his appearance very well. Ling Jingxuan breaks open Yan Shengrui's hand and goes up two steps in a voice: "open the door."

"Well, my Lord, the wild nature of Maolong is hard to tame, you?"

"I said," open the door! I was told to say it a third time

Before he finished, Ling Jingxuan turned his head and looked at him coldly. The well intentioned jailer was forced to open the prison door. At the same time, the prisoners in several nearby cells were looking at them covetously. However, they all had some martial arts skills. They felt Yan Shengrui's unfathomable power. No one dared to be presumptuous. Everyone's sight was good Strange or ridicule or contemptuous looking at alone into the cell of Ling Jingxuan.

"Touch!"

"Shengrui, no matter what happens, don't come in."

Ling Jingxuan doesn't look back. Yan Shengrui frowns and agrees in silence. He can't refuse his daughter-in-law's request. Anyway, he's at the door. If there's something wrong, he can't rush in.

"Hula --"

wild animals have a strong sense of territory, and so are wild and hard to tame human beings. Watching a slender man invade his territory, Qin Muyan's sharp eyes lock him in for a moment, get up and drag the chain to stand up. In the quiet and dark cell, the sound of chain dragging on the ground is particularly harsh, while Ling Jingxuan, Shan The back of his hand was behind him, and his face was always smiling, but anyone with a slight look could see that his smile did not extend to the bottom of his eyes. Usually, the murderous spirit that was well concealed was pouring out. It was a powerful aura accumulated from countless bloodshed. Not only Qin Muyan, but also Yan Shengrui, who was outside the cell, could not help but be surprised. He was so familiar with that murderous spirit Yes, how can Jingxuan??

In the countryside before, no one could force Ling Jingxuan to be serious. Therefore, Yan Shengrui was so shocked.

"Want to devour me?"

The man's voice was hoarse and broken, and his rebellious eyes were staring at the handsome man who had become frightening for a moment. The former pirate leader was not in vain. He felt the murderous and fighting spirit from his body, which made people suffocate.

"I don't have a good appetite."

Knowing what he was saying, Ling Jingxuan had a cold humor for a moment, then stopped and said in a voice: "I want to subdue you!"

Yes, take in. Qin Muyan, a man who has been in prison for several years and is still wild and unruly shows his strong willpower. To some extent, this kind of man is absolutely rational. Moreover, he only knows strength. Only by beating him up and crippling him can he have a chance to be used by him. This is the decisive difference between men and women. Sometimes, for men, boxing is the key The head is everything! "By your little fellow? Ha ha... "

Qin Muyan disdains to burst into laughter, and other prisoners in the cell also roar with each other. For a time, the prison is filled with the sound of sarcastic laughter. Ling Jingxuan's momentum is amazing, but his appearance is just like that?? If Yan Shengrui said that, perhaps no one will question, Ling Jingxuan on?? As for his small size, I'd better forget it.

Not only the prisoners, but also the two jailers felt that Ling Jingxuan had no chance of winning. Only Yan Shengrui, relying on his understanding of Ling Jingxuan, intuitively told him that maybe he could really get rid of the Maolong.

"Is that enough? If I win, you must take me as the Lord and obey my orders for life. Otherwise, you will dieWithout any ridicule from the outside world, Ling Jingxuan raised his hand to take off his gorgeous clothes, leaving only a layer of pure white clothes and trousers, and the whole person looked more slender. However, what he said was domineering and bloodthirsty. People who knew him knew that he was serious, not pretending to be forced by others.

"What if I win?"

The tiger's eyes narrowed dangerously. Qin Muyan said in a deep voice. The broken Gong voice was particularly harsh in this dark cell. Ling Jingxuan coldly raised the corners of his lips: "if you win, I will let you free."

The more powerful people are, the more they want to be free. Not only is Qin Muyan, but everyone in this is.

"Well, I'll play with you and untie my chains."

The temptation of freedom is too great. Even if he looks down on him from the bottom of his heart, Qin Muyan still agrees to fight. Ling Jingxuan sweeps him coldly, and Yan Shengrui nods slightly. The jailer enters the cell timidly and takes out the chain that has locked his hands and feet for years.

"Touch!"

"Ah?? Laozi is free at last

Qin Muyan, who was temporarily free, threw the jailer out of the prison. He raised his fist and yelled out his deepest desire. At the other end, Ling Jingxuan was also ready. He took off the burden and left only the necessary self-defense. Before the war, he said coldly: "I don't have internal power. I only try boxing. If you use internal power, you will lose."

No one can take his weakness for granted like Ling Jingxuan. He won the respect of Qin Muyan without any reason: "to deal with such a hairy boy as you, I don't need to use my internal force to do you over. Then you can't hold my thigh and cry."

But deep down, he still looked down on him.

"Cut the crap and start!"

When the last word falls, Ling Jingxuan's slender figure disappears. When Qin Muyan reacts, the voice of breaking the air suddenly rings. It seems that there is no strength. In fact, Ling Jingxuan's fists are broken from his left side. Obviously, he didn't expect his speed to be so strange. Qin Muyan tilts back, aiming at the fist fruit on his face Break the air.

"Touch!" Just when he thought he had escaped, his fist suddenly turned, and a white shadow floated by. The next second, without any response from anyone, Ling Jingxuan leaped into the air, and his right foot pressed hard on his chest. Qin Muyan, who was leaning backward, fell to the ground like a collapsed mountain.

"Oh

But Ling Jingxuan's attack didn't end because of this. He didn't even give him a chance to cry. Ling's legs spun in the air. He got up less than half of the time. His elbow was bent down and hit his chest hard. Qin Muyan didn't know what was going on. The whole person was nearly spitting blood by his series of attacks.

Seeing all this, all the prisoners can't help but stare. No one can believe that Mao long, who is as strong as a bear, has been held by a man who is thinner than his mother's son. Yan Shengrui, who is outside the cell, lightly hooks his lips. His brain replays once again that Ling Jingxuan's action of dragging mud and water. It's so beautiful. There is no extra action in every move. It's all running However, no one can finish such movements in one go except Ling Jingxuan. His intuition tells him that these actions are not complete sets, but are intuitively used by Jingxuan in the instant of the battle. That is to say, his quick reaction stress has far exceeded his imagination, so he can judge and aim at the key points of the other side The action of the hand is also very terrible, even he, have a kind of want to fight with him.

With this in mind, Yan Shengrui can't help laughing at ease. No wonder he always emphasizes that he has the ability to protect himself. He can't see that his daughter-in-law still has such a strong fighting power. He doesn't just talk to the best people and think carefully.

"Ah

Ling Jingxuan knelt on his knees and pressed his left hand across his neck. His right fist seemed gentle, but in fact it hit the acupoints of his body with no mercy. All the people who saw it felt all kinds of pain, not to mention the Maolong who was cruelly treated by him.

"Not satisfied?"

Even in such a fierce battle, Ling Jingxuan's voice is still cold without any fluctuation. His eyes look down on him with an absolutely strong sense of war. Qin Muyan, who is about to be beaten by him, vomites his blood and regrets his heart. Mother, do you dare to slow down? He was not ready to attack, and now he even dare not have a temper.

I don't know who will wait for you to be ready when fighting against the enemy? Maybe in a blink of an eye, others have already reaped your life. Ling Jingxuan was a killer in his previous life. What he learned was real killing moves. How could he give people a chance to prepare? Seizing the enemy's loophole for a moment, attacking crazily until killing the other party is the killer's way of doing things.

"The clothes and clothes are hanging hair!"

The more he thought about it, the more he vomited, he suddenly roared. The suppressed right hand forced him to break his grip, grabbed the clothes on his waist, and tried to throw him out with brute force. Ling Jingxuan's eyes sank when he stopped attacking temporarily, and his right hand hit the numb point on the inner side of his arm."Well?? How sinister is dog day? "

All of a sudden, Qin Muyan curls up on the ground in pain, embracing his temporarily abandoned right hand. Ma acupoint is one of the most vulnerable acupoints in the human body. Sometimes it can make people ache for a long time even if it is touched lightly. What's more, Ling Jingxuan's fist is exhausted?

"Not satisfied?"

Standing up, Ling Jingxuan looks down at him, and his right foot is ready to move at his other hand. If he dares to say no, there is no doubt that Qin Muyan's other one will encounter the same fate.

"It's killing me?? Do you want to die when you attack the wrong acupoints? "

Qin Muyan, curled up on the ground and holding his arm in his arms, was almost not depressed and crying. In his whole life, he has experienced countless battles. He has never been as depressed as this one. He has been knocked out before he has made a move.

"Not satisfied?"

As soon as his right foot was lifted up, he was about to kick him. Qin Muyan, who was still unable to move before, did not care about the face of the big man. He suddenly fell back and said, "you can't do it if I take it? Grandma, I don't want to fight with you in my life "

fighting with him is just looking for abuse by himself. His attack is sharp and vicious, his action is quick and his explosive power is amazing. What's most depressing is that every time he finds out the most vulnerable acupoint attack in the human body. It seems that he has no strength, but it can hurt people when it hits him. God knows how much he regrets taking him The challenge, this next good, let alone freedom, but also become his personal slave, really his mother's depression!

"It's good. It's not a pimple yet."

Ling Jingxuan's eyes are still cold. To deal with this kind of person, we should fight violence with violence. We can't give him any chance to breathe. Otherwise, just like he stopped, he might be attacked by violence. He would not be stupid enough to compare brutality with a bear. He is insidious or clever. Winning is the king's way.