Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The atmosphere of the scene seemed to fade in an instant.

The man stared at Jun Jiu Ling with a vicious eye, "Jun Jiu Ling, today is your time of death! ”

When his voice dropped, the people behind him seemed to have been given orders and swept away.

Jun Jiuling embraced Shen Wood White and circled among the many enemies. No panic could be seen on his face. His narrow eyes were incredibly quiet.

Shen Mubai heard the noise of the shooting and killing around him, and understood the current dangerous situation. He could only grab the clothes of Junjiuling tightly, and half dared not move.

The sound of the knife colliding with each other kept coming, and Fire Lotus disciples had to fight with those people.

Hundreds of years ago, the ancestors of this group were Fire Lotus people, and the antidote was naturally somewhat similar to theirs. A hundred years later, it's hard to tell the difference between you and me.

And the man with the mean eyes stared straight at the junjiu mausoleum surrounded in the middle, and flew up under him, a pair of eagle claws straight towards his door.

Jun Jiuling avoided his attack, his eyes as cold as night glanced at the past, his broad sleeves flew out of a row of highly poisonous dark instruments and attacked the person without courtesy.

The man sneered and fled the row of darknesses in a sensitive shape, "Jung-Jiu Ling, do you think you can keep the Fire Lotus religion? ”

Jun Jiuling was too lazy to talk to him. He raised his eyelids. "A hundred years ago, a dog, after a hundred years, you said, can he change his face? ”

The blush of the forehead broke out, the man was provoked by his tone, his eyes became more and more negative, and his eyes turned to the girl in his arms, "How long do you think Fire Lotus will last in today's situation?” He grinned coldly, "you don't know, I have arranged to receive people inside and outside. Your Fire Lotus methods and traps are now afraid to have been broken, King Jiu Ling, even if your kung fu is even higher, today is your meteor day! ”

With his voice falling, the goal in his hand was to go straight towards the girl in his arms.

Jun Jiuling had long been guarded against it. When he was so easy to get his hands on it, even if he held a young girl, his hands had no influence.

Both men are highly skilled in martial arts. There are countless poisons on them, only to see who has fallen into the wind.

The man in black tightened his steps, his technique was getting harsher and harsher. His eyes slightly narrowed and his eyes grew thicker. "Wu Er! ”

Wu Er, not far from the battle, sniffed, “Bishop! ”

“Take care of the lady, don't let her suffer half the damage! ”

“Yes"

Shengwood White felt nothing but a flower in front of her, and she had already converted to a position.

Wu Er said crudely, "Madam! I'm sorry! ”

The man in black had intended to attack in secret, but did not expect to be discovered by King Jiu Ling again, and beaten by him to defeat the festival. He had to sink his heart, and his face became more sinister and vicious.

Jun Jiuling lost his worries. Naturally, the trick was aggressive. There was no chance of letting the other party breathe.

The man in black grinned coldly, “Jun Jiuling, why don't you take out your natural potion, we all hurts faster than one game. ”

Jun Jiuling looked at him at the height of his presence, "I don't need to deal with you. ”

The man heard that his face grew more iron and blue, and his palms worked hard, again attacking Junjiu Mausoleum.

After a long time, the man gradually fell into the wind, even the corner of his mouth overflowed with blood filament, his complexion slightly moved, he quickly gave himself a bottle of medicine and took a few steps back.