MTL - Overlord, Love Me Tender-Chapter 14 Do you dare to laugh at me?

Chapter 14 Do you dare to laugh at me?

At the age of the night Qingling, I can achieve Huang Xuanjiu, which is indeed the strongest in the eyes of ordinary people.

It’s just that...the night is very unlucky!

What she is up to today is... the night of the soul has changed!

The smile of the nocturnal corner of the night is not diminished, and the delicate white hand is placed in the position of his heart.

What the palm touched was a burst of hot heat.

Not an illusion.

On the Xuan order, she has not yet cultivated, not as good as the night.

but……

She can clearly see the level of the night Qing Ling Xuan Xinyu, can clearly see ... the nine stars in the foot of the night Qing spirit.

This is the same as the light she saw in the Tianfu Inn.

At that time, she lost too much blood and was conscious of the erosion of toxins. When she didn't have time to look at it, the heart would soon faint.

The temporary mysterious jade made by Di Mo Xuan in her body is still quite easy to use, and she can also let her distinguish the other side.

"Small waste! How dare you laugh at me?!"

The night Qingling has been waiting for the night to clear the fear of the tail, and ask her to forgive.

I didn't expect to wait for a long while, but waited until the night fell silently.

The small emotions rushed up and the night Qingling clenched the long sword, the powerful mysteriousness, condensed on her long sword.

The sword wave rolled like a stormy wave, and it was overwhelmed.

The powerful airflow, from the night, clears the whole body, rolling up a gale, blowing up the dust.

Onlookers of the people, several ordinary people were turned to the ground by this gale.

There was a scream of horror, and a shout of cheering cheers.

I am a slap, this sword is hit at night, can still live?

This few lords are too ignorant of their own, forgetting the identity of their own waste, have to provoke the night of the four Miss.

It should be deserved.

More, still holding the attitude of watching the show.

After all, there are not many dramas in the big family, and the sisters are on the bright side.

The wind blows, the mysterious air will wrap the night and the red dress will bloom, like a petal moving with the wind.

The trick of the night Qingling is to gather all the mysterious spirits of the whole body, and it is necessary to take away the life of the night.

At night, the roots did not hide, and did not flash, standing in the same place, with a sneer looking at the sword wave pressed down by the pavement.

As soon as the Jianlang approached, the people shouted and screamed, and when the millennium came...

At night, the legs are slightly moved, and the volley is rolling, and it is instantly settled in front of the night.

She hooked her lips and smiled.

The night Qingling opened his mouth and his horrified expression reflected in the night.

Immediately, I saw the hands of the night and cleared my fists. It seemed like an understatement to make a punch and hit the abdomen of the night.

Just listening to the "砰" sound, the body of the night Qingling was shot and flew out and hit the gate of the Zongfu.

With the door, it crashed to the ground.

A blood spurted out of the night's mouth, and she licked her stomach and didn't have the strength to stand up.

The people were stunned, and they sounded one after another.

Are they blinded? Is it a dream?

Sanquanzong’s waste-stricken masters have even avoided the swordsmanship of a mysterious person of Huang Xuanjiu’s products.

Not only avoided, but also counterattack!

Just a punch, a light punch!

At night, the cold eyes swept away and the night was clear, and a sneer.

Suddenly, I heard a footstep in the house.

"Who is making trouble outside my Sanquan Zongmen!" What followed was a very majestic voice.

(End of this chapter)