The Legend of the Dragon King

Tang Mai Lin's heart was filled with Rin. The other party caught him in order to bring Uncle Shi here.

Taking out his soul conductor, he glanced at the evil spiritualist. At the next moment, Tang Mailin's right hand suddenly forged and instantly crushed his soul conductor.

“Pfft -” a slap of lightning sucked, Tang Danglin didn't even have a chance to escape, people had been sucked out, the left half face was high and swollen, it felt like being hit by a high-speed soul-guided train. Tang Mailin only felt his whole head numb and his mind buzzed for a moment.

But he didn't regret it. Soul conductor communication cannot be called. Once it is called, Uncle Shifu will be in danger. And once you attract Uncle Shifu, you and Ancient Moon will lose their utilisation value and will most likely die faster.

When faced with despair, Tang Dynasty Lin's thinking is particularly clear, and this is no exception.

He fell to the ground heavily, his brain was completely horrible, everything around him became blurred, he wanted to struggle to climb up, all parts of his body seemed a little unheeded, struggled a few times, but fell again.

The mask moved and the evil spiritualist's grey eyes suddenly turned scarlet. He just flashed and came to Dandelion Tang.

He knelt down, stretched out a finger, stained a little blood from the corner of Tang Dynasty Lin's mouth, lifted the lower part of the mask, revealed a delicate chin, his lips were unusually bright, bright even a little weird, she reached her finger into the mouth, sucked hard, and sucked that drop of Tang Dynasty Lin's blood into the mouth.

The next moment, her body violently shook, her eyes suddenly contracted, her pupils only contracted the size of the needle tip, stood up, clamped a few steps back, watching Tang Danlin's eyes completely changed.

“How is that possible? A little soul pride, how could there be such pure blood, such intense and flourishing blood. That's great, that's great. Still pure male to male blood. Ha, ha, ha, ha! Great, Zhen Hua is nothing. As long as I can suck your blood, I can become normal, and I will no longer have to suffer from the souls of the Blood Sea. Ha-ha-ha! I changed my mind. I'm gonna suck your blood off. ”

She laughed hysterically, her voice was no longer so cold, it was a female voice.

Stepping out, he came back to Dandelion and grabbed him from the ground. "Kid, you can't think of anything. You tried to protect Zhen Hua, but you revealed your blood secrets. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'm going to let you be my blood servant, and with the strength of your veins, even if I suck all the blood out of you, you're a very good blood servant. Very good, very good. I didn't expect my luck to be so good. ”

As she spoke, she lifted the lower part of the mask again, her red lips widened, and her fangs grew quickly, unusually brisk.

Tang Dynasty Lin wanted to resist, but his whole body was surrounded by cold, no matter how bloodthirsty his breath, he could not restrain that cold suppression.

Pink tongues lick their fangs like predators see some of the best food in the world. The evil spiritualist approached Tang Mailin little by little, and she had a slight sweet smell on her.

Tang Mailin pulled a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, "Wait a minute.” Because of that slap earlier, his voice was a little blurred.

“Well, for what your blood means to me, let me say something. But you better not get bored of me saying anything begging for forgiveness.” The voice of the Evil Sorcerer is like a charming, palpitating enchantment.

Tang Mailin said, "I won't beg for forgiveness for myself, I'm sure I won't survive. But since my blood is such a big help to you, after you've drained my blood, you always have to find a place to practice, right? You can't waste time! In that case, would you spare my companion? She's of little use to you. She's too weak to threaten you. Take me somewhere else and drain my blood, okay? Just leave her here. I don't want her to see me being drained by you. ”

The evil spiritualist stayed still and even stiffened the movement in his hand, “Dead to the end, can you take care of other people? When you were a little girl, you knew love? ”

Tang Mailin smiled bitterly: “I don't know what love is. I'm dying. It doesn't make any sense to say this. Can you promise me that? This is my last wish before I die. ”

The Evil Sorcerer suddenly sighed, "Turns out someone would be willing to give their life. You're fine, no wonder you have such pure blood. I thought the men of the world were liars, so when they were younger, they could stay pure without being contaminated by everything. I'm getting craved for your blood. ”

Listen to the previous words, Tang Mailin's heart still raised a glimmer of hope, but the last sentence made him completely desperate.

“Well, I promise you, let her go. ”

“But who let you go?” A sudden sound sounded.

The sound came from all directions, unable to hear the source, but as soon as it appeared, the entire surrounding space followed by a slight oscillation, and the oppression burst wildly from all directions, an almost insane terror pressure instantly blocked the entire space.

The evil spiritualist turned back and she saw a tall figure, walking one step at a time in her direction.

How is it possible not to feel his presence beforehand with such a powerful perception? Can't you feel it being approached?

Makes the soul feel some chestnut danger that instantly springs from the tail spine to the top door. It's been a long time since this sensation of evil spiritualists appeared.

The fierce atmosphere emanating from that tall figure is a blend of countless bloody flavors, more than two meters and four feet tall, with extremely wide shoulders, much stronger than ordinary people.

Looking in the eye, the wizard sees a middle-aged man with a strong, cold face, a dark bronze skin and a metallic texture all over his body. His eyes were crystal yellow, and there appeared to be no emotional fluctuations. The colour of such eyes, even the Wicked Sorcerer, was first seen.

“Who are you?” The Evil Sorcerer's voice recovered cold and raised his hand and threw Tang Danglin on the ground beside him. Because she can clearly feel that the opponent in front of her can really threaten herself.

Tang Mailin only felt that Sen cold instantly spread all over his body and passed out under extremely unhappy circumstances.

“You don't deserve to know who I am.” A strong body is still one step closer, and there is a growing sense of compression around it.

The Evil Sorcerer snorted coldly, his red eyes suddenly magnified, a strong bloodshed erupted from her, his right hand swung, a blood sword appeared in the sky in the grasp, the blood sword was thin, slightly trembling, centered on the Evil Sorcerer's body, and countless red light points appeared in the sky. It was just a light spot at first, but soon, it zoomed in, and it looked like a cold, heartless blood eye.

Bloodthirsty and intense runs wildly. Immediately afterwards, thousands of pieces of blood burst out of those eyes, saving the tall man.

The footsteps of the tall man finally stopped, and the moment he stopped, his right foot paused sharply, accompanied by a fierce roar, the entire space seemed to have been severely distorted.

The blood flashed, but when they reached 10 meters away from the tall man, a dark golden shield appeared abruptly.

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