Chapter 151: Fateful Battle (4)
After a fierce battle, the ghost demon gradually became obviously at a disadvantage, but it could be seen that he had no intention of retreating. On the contrary, the phantom spirit used ruthless moves everywhere and showed no mercy.
Finally, after a hard fight, Guisha was pinned to the neck by Huanling with his own sword, which was completely the opposite of the initial situation.
"How about that? Will this make you quiet down and listen to me?"
It was hard to tell whether the tone was mocking or ridiculing. Huanling stuck close to Guisha and spoke word by word. Guisha turned his head away and didn't look at her, nor did he reply. He didn't want to make excuses for himself. Even if the physical factor was a big factor, for him, losing was losing. He had tried his best, so he had no regrets even if he died. However, he still felt a little regretful that he couldn't save Yinyin at all. At least he delayed some time, so that those who came to save her would have more chances, right? And that person!
The Phantom Spirit was not angry when she didn't get a response from the Ghost Demon, as if it was natural, so she continued: "I really want to know, not only him, but also you have been deceived by that seductive demon. What did she give you to make you willing to die to hinder me?"
If it was other words, or even words that angered him, maybe Guisha could remain silent, but after hearing these words, Guisha finally couldn't stand it anymore, stared at Huanling, smiled contemptuously, and then said: "How ridiculous, when it comes to fox charm, is there anyone who can compare to you?"
As soon as the words fell, a deep five-finger mark appeared on Guisha's face. He slowly turned his face back and looked at Huanling, not surprised or shaken by her actions. Huanling's eyes could be said to be extremely angry, but she still looked extremely suppressed, as if she didn't want to explode like this? Or did she have other ideas?
Huan Ling lowered his head, unable to see her expression, but she seemed to be biting and spelling out words: "I really underestimated you. How could I forget that you are someone that even he looks at differently?"
"Same here." Guisha was not moved at all by the murderous aura from the Phantom Spirit, but instead said something more provocatively.
For a long time, Huanling didn't move or make any sound. When she raised her head again, her expression had returned to its usual disguise, and her previous anger had completely disappeared. "It seems that we have nothing to say. The valley is in chaos now. I don't need to waste too much time on you, so how about killing you now?"
Guisha was certain that he really hated the phantom spirit disguised as the one in front of him, even more than before, not only because of the phantom spirit, but also because it reminded him of Feng Qinghan. Yes, the phantom spirit now gave people the feeling that it was very similar to Feng Qinghan, to a disgusting and repulsive degree, so he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at it, and answered: "Whatever."
It can be said that Guisha was ready to die. It was not that he could not resist, but that he could not resist. Now he was powerless to do anything, and he was very clear about it, but he still came to this step. He had no regrets at all, and it could be said that he gladly accepted this result. At least in the end he died for the person in his heart, and just like this, he felt that he had no regrets in death.
For Huan Ling, she had never thought that the man in front of her would be so powerless in her hands as now. Killing the ghost was easier for her than killing a bug. When did the man in front of her, who she once thought was invincible, become so fragile? And what made him become like this? She didn't want to know at all, because there was no need to guess the answer, it would automatically appear in her mind. It was futile to want to get rid of it. What was there to hesitate about? What was there to hesitate about? Nothing!
So, Huan Ling didn't think any more and stabbed with his sword without mercy...
When the sword blade just penetrated into the ghost's skin, a cold light flashed, and the sword in Phantom Spirit's hand was forced to leave the ghost. Then several cold lights attacked Phantom Spirit in succession, and Phantom Spirit was forced to push away again, widening the distance between herself and the ghost. When Phantom Spirit steadied her feet and raised her eyes to see the situation clearly, she smiled at herself.
"Who was I thinking? Turns out it was His Majesty King Zhou and General Shan."
Because he had just focused on Guisha, it is undeniable that he was influenced by Guisha's words and did not pay attention to the situation around him. He did not expect Zhou Cheng and Shan Zhen to appear at this time, and rescued Guisha as soon as they appeared. Huanling looked at the two people who suddenly appeared in front of him and smiled again.
The person who blocked the sword at the ghost's neck was Zhou Cheng, and the person who forced the phantom spirit back was Shan Zhen. The two stood one in front of the other, both looking alert.
Zhou Cheng looked at the irresistibly beautiful woman in front of him, his expressionless face showed no emotion at all, he just said coldly: "Are you Huan Ling?"
Zhou Cheng's words made Huan Ling frown slightly, because in her impression, she had never met Zhou Cheng in his true face, but he recognized her at first sight, which was not surprising. Although she felt a little surprised, Huan Ling still maintained a smiling expression and said with a smile: "I am really flattered. His Majesty King Zhou knows me?"
It's hard to say , he has no idea. But when he saw Huan Ling for the first time, Zhou Cheng was sure in his heart that she was Huan Ling.
