Chapter 321

Name:Supreme Martial God Author:Xuan Dao
Looking at ling'er from a distance, the Caen witch's expression of showing her teeth suddenly changed, the corners of her mouth tilted, a beam of pure light shot out of her eyes, and turned her head to look at Lin Yue on the ground.

"Hey hey, it turns out that my bully fire essence doesn't have no effect on him. Although it doesn't burn directly, he can't resist the invasion of flame elements for long!".

As soon as Caen's eyes turned, she shook her body and struggled a few times.

"Damn, the little girl is tied so tightly! When I catch her, I must torture her severely!".

Caen thought for a moment. Suddenly, her eyes flashed. She held her breath, and the bones in her body rattled. Gradually, her already thin body doubled!

"Bone shrinking skill!".

The rope fell off Caen's body and escaped smoothly like a black ball. Then he shook his body and slowly recovered.

"Jie Jie ~", Caen smiled darkly and proudly looked at the rope on the ground. His eyes coagulated and fell on Lin Yue on the ground.

She went over and took a closer look. Her eyes were shining. She hummed coldly, "this boy is a treasure. If you take him back with the little saint, the whole battle spirit array should be almost the same.".

"What's more, the elders of Chu's ancestral land didn't catch him for so long, but I easily caught him back. Doesn't it look more capable than those elders?"

She thought about it, and the more she thought about it, the more proud she was. In this way, she would be more respected and feared by the ancestors of Chu.

"I don't have magic power now, but I may not be able to deal with it. The little saint, I have to knock her out first, tie her up and take her back!".

Caen was very happy for her wisdom. She picked up a wooden stick and put it at hand. She sat back under the tree like a model and loosely gathered the rope around her body. If she didn't look carefully, it was like being tied.

After a meal, Chu ling'er ran back from the depths of the woods with a huge Bush green leaf in her hand, full of water.

Seeing Chu ling'er's figure, Caen's eyes flashed. He quickly cheered up and moaned in his mouth.

Ling'er walked to Lin Yue and carefully sprinkled water on Lin Yue's skin. Suddenly, a white smoke rose from his red skin, and then there were signs of moistening and whitening.

"Enough, enough, he can't die, little saint. Come here and feed my mother-in-law a drink. I'm old and hurt again. I can't boil without water.".

Hearing Caen's groan and seeing Lin Yue's face getting better, ling'er thought and walked towards Caen with green leaves.

Caen secretly rejoiced and thought that the little Saint had no intention. As long as she knocked her unconscious, she could bring the two people back smoothly.

Ling'er walks to Caen step by step. Caen's hand shrinks behind her and quietly grabs the wooden stick already prepared on the ground. Just wait for ling'er to squat down and feed her water, and then she can easily knock each other out.

"After drinking, you should tell me how to save brother Lin Yue.".

"Of course not! Hurry up and feed her mother-in-law a drink. She's thirsty!" Caen promised.

Ling'er squatted down slowly, raised the green leaves and sent the remaining water to Caen's mouth.

Seeing that the time had come, the Caen witch suddenly gave a grim smile, waved a wooden stick and smashed it down according to the spirit of ling'er!

"Woo ~".

The wooden stick made a sharp sound of breaking the air. Although Caen's witchcraft was lost, her pure strength was not small in her thin body!

Caen estimated that this stick can definitely knock out a friar in the martial arts realm. Ling'er has been absorbed by the battle spirit array for many days. His accomplishments are in the martial arts realm. This stick can work 100%!

"Woo ~ Doo!". The sharp roar caused by the stick suddenly changed into a dull gurgle.

Caen was stunned. The smile on his face stopped in amazement. He looked up and saw a little girl about seven or eight years old. The little girl puffed her cheeks and stared at her.

The other end of the stick was in the little girl's delicate hand!

"Sister ling'er, are you okay?". The little girl looked at Chu ling'er and shouted.

Ling'er was startled by Caen's sneak attack, but at the critical moment, the little girl suddenly appeared and grabbed the stick, allowing her to avoid the consequences of being hit hard.

"No, nothing", ling'er's face was still pale. If this stick was solid, she would faint immediately.

After confirming that Chu linger was not hurt, the little girl focused on Caen again, and her little hand retracted slightly. Caen immediately felt an irresistible force coming from the stick. She had to let go and watched the stick reach the little girl.

"Little boy, my mother-in-law is joking with my sister. Where did you come from? Give the stick back to my mother-in-law.".

Caen almost cried, looked at the sudden emergence of this powerful little girl, barely piled up a smiling face.

"Mother-in-law was joking with her sister?".

"Right! Right! Right! Just kidding!" seeing the innocent look on the little girl's face, Caen felt that he saw hope again.

"Grandma, what's that behind you?" the little girl suddenly pointed at Caen's back and asked with wide eyes.

"What?" Caen turned puzzled and wanted to see what the little girl meant.

"Woo ~ bang!".

Suddenly, a strong roar came from the top of his head. Then Caen only felt a pain in the top of his head, and then a blood flowed down his forehead.

She turned back in shock and anger, but saw the little girl look at her naively and say with a smile: "mother-in-law, I want to joke with you, too.".

With that, the little girl held the stick high and threw it down at Caen!

"Hey! Hey! Stop! Stop! Ouch! Ouch! My head, my arm..." the Caen witch held her head and screamed.

However, with the sad cry of Caen, the little girl swung the stick more and more fiercely, banging and banging, and the stick fell like rain.

For a moment, the Caen witch was covered with blood, and her scream was as hoarse as swallowing sand. The little girl stopped and threw the stick away.

"Sister ling'er, my name is Jin Chan. You can call me chan'er... What's the matter with my brother?" Jin Chan looked at Lin Yue on the ground and her little face was full of worry.

Hearing Jinchan's address to Lin Yue, Chu linger relaxed his vigilance and introduced Lin Yue again.

"Brother was hurt by the old witch!?" the golden cicada looked at Caen with anger on her face.

The Caen witch was shocked, hugged her head like a mouse, shrank into a ball, and hummed.

"Cicada, it's important to leave here first. Maybe people from the ancestral temple will come after us. We need to find a safe place.".

"Well, sister ling'er follows me. I'll take you and Liu Meng to meet them. Find them and we'll be safe.".

"Liu Meng?".

"Sister ling'er, don't worry. They are all my brother's subordinates. They are very loyal.".

After explaining a few words, Jin Chan quickly cut off more than a dozen green bamboos in the forest, made a raft of vines, put Lin Yue up, and pulled her forward.

With the golden cicada leading the way, they smoothly found the right direction in the vast ancient forest and made a big circle. When the stars were dim and the night was almost over, they returned to the foot of a mountain outside the ancestral temple. Hongxue Gaoxuan and others were waiting there.