Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Even though Zheng Kexie was covered with protective Qi, he was no match for the man. He was hit by a palm strike, and felt a mysterious and sinister internal breath transform into thousands of poisonous insects spreading from his chest. His sword Qi body protection technique was completely unable to resist.

He was immediately hit several meters high in the air, and the hot blood sprayed, dyeing the crystal white snowflakes falling from the sky red.

Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, splashing flying snow, and twitching, his breath was extremely weak.

Shi Siming and Tang Ling'er looked at this scene, surprised, desperate, and sad.

Even if Zheng Kexie and Shi Siming were at odds, fighting openly and secretly, they were brothers for many years, and there was always some real affection between them.

Tang Linger's eyes were moist. She didn't care about Shi Siming. She rushed forward with the green sword in her hand, helped Zheng Kexie up, and gently pressed her delicate white palm on Zheng Kexie's back to transfer his internal energy, but she felt that the more she transferred, the more she lost. It was as if the person in front of her was a broken house with air leaking everywhere. The roots were rotten and no matter how she repaired it, it would be useless. There was also a lingering evil force in Zheng Kexie's body that spread along Tang Linger's palm. Fortunately, Tang Linger's martial arts was one of the top magic skills of the Fire Dragon Cave. She gritted her teeth and quickly dispelled it. But she could do nothing about Zheng Kexie's injuries. Even though Tang Linger was not good at medicine, she could see that Zheng Kexie was already on his last legs and there was no way to save him. Now he was only hanging on with one breath, and it would probably not be long before he died. For a moment, Tang Linger was in great grief. The hot tears in her eyes could no longer be held back, and they slid down her delicate face. Her beautiful eyes were covered with bloodshot, and they looked a little more ferocious.

She looked up at the man who injured Zheng Kexie with resentment, and shouted softly, stabbing at him with a sword.

Although Tang Linger's swordsmanship was not as exquisite as Zheng Kexie's, it was also quite charming. Her swordsmanship was beautiful, swift and smooth. Her sword path was like a bird flying in the sky. It was like hundreds of birds flapping their wings and pecking at the enemy.

"A trifle."

Xu Laizi shouted loudly, and swept out an arc of black and red condensed aura with a wave of his hand. The moves were mediocre, but the force was heavy, and instantly shattered all the birds transformed by the sword force.

The powerful force made Tang Ling'er's body shake repeatedly. The hand holding the sword oozed a little blood. She bit her thin lips and stood there to regulate her breath. Although she was delicate, she was as graceful as a plum blossom blooming in the cold, noble and unyielding.

The man called Xu Laizi by the enchanting girl had bright eyes, his throat moved, and he rubbed his hands involuntarily. He looked at the beautiful and youthful Tang Ling'er and her curvy and exquisite figure with a wretched and dirty look. He couldn't help but have a lustful heart and smiled,

"Little beauty, why are you crying? Your two dead ghost brothers are not very good at martial arts. I guess they are also silver-plated gun heads in that aspect. They look good but are useless. They die, and it's useless if they don't die.

When you become the woman of this saint, you will know the taste of joy and happiness."

He was not very old, but he was in the evil way. He had practiced magic skills when he was a teenager and was very proficient in matters between men and women. He saw at a glance that Shi Siming and Zheng Kexie both liked Tang Ling'er.

So he had a crooked idea and planned to turn Tang Linger from a young girl into a young woman in front of the two men. He would feel so happy when he heard the girl's shrill and sad screams and watched the two men's despair.

Especially Tang Linger, who looked so powerful and unyielding that he was furious.

He liked to conquer proud women. He hated those cheap women who would come close to him after a little scare and lost interest.

As for Tang Linger's identity, and the Fire Dragon Master and Fire Dragon Cave behind her, he didn't care about them at all.

As the saying goes, when there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey will be the king. In the minds of many evil Taoists, only a few of the nine surnames and thirteen families in the world today are worthy of awe and respect. The others are just because of the merits of the founding of the country. In terms of foundation and strength, they may not be that strong.

Fire Dragon Cave is one of the sects with insufficient foundation. In the Middle Ages, it would not be ranked at all.

Moreover, the evil demons are lawless. Not to mention Tang Ling'er, even if it was the daughter of the Great Emperor Beitang Sheng, he would still dare to touch her.

"Ah, you bastard, if you dare to touch my junior sister, I will not let you go even if I become a ghost."

Zheng Ke was so angry that he was in a daze. He didn't react when he heard such presumptuous words.

Shi Siming was so angry that he vomited blood. His teeth were almost broken. He stared at the man and cursed.

In secret, he was already gathering his vitality, performing the Xuanhuo Breaking Forbidden Skill, accumulating strength, and preparing for a life-and-death attack.

This was also the last thing he could do for Tang Ling'er.

After one move, he would definitely die. He could only pray that his junior sister would be lucky enough to escape the clutches of the devil.

Deep in his heart, he unconsciously thought of Meng Zhao, the man who once made him hate and envy.

At this moment, if he had Meng Zhao's almost invincible martial arts and courage, why would he fear the insults and contempt of such evil demons? He would have killed him long ago, used his head as a wine jar, and drank blood wine.

When Xu Laizi heard Shi Siming's angry curse, he was not angry but happy. He laughed a few times and clapped his hands, saying,

"Okay, okay, the more you say this, the more I want to see what will happen if I touch your junior sister?

I think about it, I have it, when we are almost done, I will shave your junior sister's head and send her to a nunnery to be a nun. When I am interested, I will favor her a few more times.

As for you, if you die, you will die. If you can really turn into a ghost and find me, I will let you die again.

If you are a human being and the opponent of this Holy Son, even if you become a ghost, you will still be trampled under my feet. "

As expected, this man is a vicious person with a demonic background. He has no taboos and no gods, Buddhas, monsters or ghosts can scare him.

The only thing that can conquer him is strength, only unrivaled strength that makes him fearful.

And the way he behaves seems to be quite evil and definitely not a good person.

If it really falls into his hands, it will definitely be a tragic ending where you can neither survive nor die.

Although Tang Ling'er had been holding the sword to adjust her breath and restore the injured meridians, she had been paying attention to the man and woman in the evil path. When she heard the man's words, her body trembled and her face was filled with deathly silence.

Although she was a young girl, she was by no means ignorant of the world. She knew that if it was true as the other party said, it would be really hard for her to talk about the rest of her life. A man's face flashed in front of her eyes involuntarily.

Although she had been with Shi Siming and Zheng Kexie since she was a child and grew up as childhood sweethearts, she only had a relationship with them as brother and sister, not as a man or a woman. On the contrary, they were the one she had only met a few times, but she could not forget them. Men appear in girls' dreams several times.

This is an ignorant, youthful, but sincere and lovely first love and secret love.

Forget it, even though he doesn't know it, I have to keep my chastity for him.

With a thought in her mind, the girl made a plan and stretched out a palm. The snowflakes fell on the palm of her hand and quickly melted, leaving the ice cold.

Immediately, the girl raised the sword in her hand, placed the sword in front of her fair and slender neck, and smiled sadly.

He actually planned to kill himself to keep his innocence.