Quick Wear: The host abandons the male protagonist and the NPC

Chapter 58: The Female Peak Master Being Sacrificed in the Cultivation World

Ling Ling was really panicked.

Whether it was angering Lian Zijin or killing Shuoyang, she was actually not that panicked, because she knew deep down that she still had a way out, and that was Jianshan.

Jianshan was founded by her father Ling Wujian. Now that he has passed away, Jianshan is naturally hers. She can go back whenever she wants and become the sect leader whenever she wants!

But now, Jianshan fell into Lin Xiaoyu's hands.

He would not give Jianshan to her.

This villain is taking advantage of other people's misfortunes!

Ling Ling was panicked and angry, but she didn't dare to act willfully, or even show any dissatisfaction towards Lin Xiaoyu.

She was afraid that she would never be able to go back.

After coming out from Lin Xiaoyu, Ling Ling revealed a resentful expression and swung his sword to chop the ancient trees on the side of the road to vent his anger.

As he was chopping, he caught a glimpse of the secret prison over there from the corner of his eye.

She suddenly laughed.

He walked over carrying the Chaos Sword.

Although he had been locked up for several days, Su was very clear about the situation outside.

She was moving in the direction she planned in an orderly manner.

"The only downside is that I haven't seen Shi Ming for several days. I miss him a little bit and want his kisses and hugs."

555: ￣□￣｜｜

"There are only two of us here, so there's no need to slaughter the dog, right?!"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot you haven't caught up with 666 yet. But even if you catch up with 666, can you two kiss and hug each other?"

555: Killing a dog breaks your heart. Killing a dog breaks your heart.

As the two were chatting, they heard the door open and someone walked in.

It was Ling Ling with a sinister smile on her face.

Su Yi: ...

"Why is she still jumping around? Shuoyang can't get her offline even if he sacrifices his life?!"

555 curled her lips: "Lian Zijin protected her."

Su Yi was dumbfounded: "Lian Zijin is so eager to do this? True love! Absolutely true love! Lian Zijin has carried out the concept of 'love but not being able to get it' to the end."

Ling Ling is like a thunder that explodes anyone she catches, but Lian Zijin holds her like a treasure and won't let go. The only explanation is true love.

555 nodded in agreement.

Ling Ling came in for a while and found that Su Yi ignored her completely. She was even locked in a dark cage with nails all over her body, but she still had the mind to play with the chains.

Is this woman stupid?!

"Hey! Didn't you see me coming?"

Su Yi raised his eyelids lazily: "Who are you?"

"I……"

Ling Ling was choked.

How could she answer this? It wasn't like this woman didn't know her, she just did it on purpose.

I won’t shed tears until I see the coffin.

Ling Ling snorted coldly, put the sword aside, and grabbed the iron whip next to him.

"Do you know? That witch was here. I whipped her but she didn't say a word and even smiled. It wasn't until I dug out her eyes that she screamed in pain!"

Su Yi finally raised his head and looked at Ling Ling indifferently.

Only someone as fearful of death as Ling Ling would think that others scream out because they are in pain.

Ling Ling smiled cruelly, "Now let me see, whose bones are harder, hers or yours."

"Crack-pump-"

The iron whip with barbs fell on Su Yi, tearing her clothes to pieces in one go. The hooks caught on to her flesh and tore it off alive. After a few whips, she was covered in blood, looking miserable.

Ling Ling laughed happily and crazily, waving the whip with a crackling sound.

Su Yi didn't even frown.

She really didn't feel any pain, the pain-free buff was still effective.

But having the buff doesn't mean she is willing to be beaten by a pervert, so Su Yi trembled her muscles expressionlessly.

The silver nails nailed on several major acupoints on the body slowly moved out.

Ling Ling, who was still whipping, was stunned at first, then a look of horror appeared on her face.

"Ding!"

Silver nails fell to the ground, one, two...

Ling Ling finally came to his senses, threw down the whip and ran out.

"division--"

The words that were shouted were cut off and no sound could be heard.

Ling Ling pinched her neck, looking horrified, and then she found that she couldn't move forward. Her fingers were only an inch away from the door, but she just couldn't reach it.

The next moment, the hand moved further and further away from the door.

Ling Ling looked down in fear and saw the white spiritual power wrapped around her waist. She tried to tear it off in panic, but couldn't.

Finally, she was dragged in front of Su Yi.

Seeing that Su Yi, whose hands were still tied with chains, could flexibly control his spiritual power, Ling Ling was so frightened that she was shaking like a sieve.

She knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy in a panic, but she was silenced and could not make a sound.

Su Yi had no expression on his face.

"For some reason, I can't kill you."

Ling Ling was immediately delighted when she heard this, but the next moment she heard Su Yi say, "But there are countless ways to make you half dead. Just now, I found the one that suits you best."

The blood-stained iron whip that fell on the ground slowly rose up.

"Snapped!"

The whip fell on her, one after another!

Ling Ling fell to the ground in pain and tried to roll over to avoid the attack, but her limbs were stuck to the ground and she couldn't move at all.

It hurts so much, it hurts so much, this vixen must not die a good death, she will definitely send her to hell in the future!

Ah! It hurts!

Because she couldn't shout out and couldn't vent her emotions, Ling Ling even felt as if her soul was being hurt.

Su Yi didn't even turn her over, he just kept beating her hard. When Ling Ling fainted from the pain, he woke her up and continued beating her, over and over again until Ling Ling was really half dead.

At this time, 555 suddenly reminded: "Lian Zijin is coming this way."

Su Yi loosened his grip on the whip and quickly used his spiritual power to stick to the nails and stab them back into his body.

Just as I was about to put on a pale and weak expression, Lian Zijin walked in.

Seeing Su Yi covered in blood, and Ling Ling lying on the ground like a blood gourd, his life or death unknown, his expression changed several times.

He checked his surroundings vigilantly, then walked up to Su Yi, glanced at the silver nails on her body, and took her pulse.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power.

He asked in a deep voice: "What did you do?"

Su Yi said weakly: "Go ask your good disciple."

"Oh, she could beat herself into this state?"

Su Yi rolled his eyes at him and said nothing.

Lian Zijin picked up the whip on the ground, looked at it, threw it aside, then took out a pill and stuffed it into Su Yi's mouth.

A warm current rose in my body, and the scars on my body began to heal miraculously. Although the speed was very slow, it was indeed healing.

Su Yi looked at him expressionlessly, wanting to see what trouble he was going to make next.

"At the Soul Cleansing Conference tomorrow, the Demon Lord will use an eighth-rank demon to exchange you for your release."

Su Yi: ???

and then?

After a long while, Lian Zijin said again: "You and I are from the same sect, so I will not watch you die. But Fuyan, you shouldn't go along with the demons. Have you forgotten how your master died?"

Su already had the expression of an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

Lian Zijin continued: "You were even in a coma for 500 years because of the demons."

"Of course, I know you were trying to save me... Actually, you and I are more than just fellow disciples. We once had a mutual understanding and were planning to become partners. Alas, seeing you like this now, my heart aches."

"Fuyan, I have actually been waiting for you, waiting for you to come back..."

After Lian Zijin finished speaking, he looked up at Su Yi with a sincere face!

"Get lost! Don't make me scold you!"

Su Yi almost vomited. What nonsense is Lian Zijin talking about? !

Lian Zijin's face darkened: "Fuyan, think carefully, after tomorrow, you really can't turn back!"

Su Yi started to curse directly: "I'll go back to your mother!"

Lian Zijin's face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, his chest heaving violently, and it was obvious that he was very angry.

Suddenly, he deflated and gave a meaningful smile.

"You're fine."

After saying that, he turned and left, completely ignoring the blood gourd lying on the ground.

Su Yi raised an eyebrow.

There is something fishy about Lian Zijin.