Chapter 507 Ears are reverse scales


Chapter 507: Ears are scales

Su Jing’s expression was cold, but his voice trembled slightly: "Thunder Beast..."

When Bai Lian was about to ask what the Thunder Beast was, something happened all over his body. With a strong force, Su Jing raised her arms, as if preparing to throw him to the opposite side.

Bailian frowned secretly, how could he agree.

Just now, she used the magic weapon to cut through the air and split a thunderbolt. Her body was already suffering heavy damage. With this blow, she was afraid that she didn't even have the strength to protect herself.

Balian immediately grabbed Su Jing's wrist with his backhand, trying to hold her firmly.

I never thought that Su Jing seemed to have expected it. She used her arms to shake his palm away.

Bailian has already shown the posture of being thrown away, and the whole person is lying in mid-air.

The moment he was about to fly out, he was a little angry at her for being so arrogant and unreasonable.

Very annoying.

Balian was about to imitate the rude move she had just made by picking up his collar, but unexpectedly he stretched his hand in the wrong direction, knocking down the power fence on her head.

In desperation, Balian didn't think much and just casually seemed to have grabbed a pair of something extremely convenient.

Hearing the bursts of thunder, Su Jing seemed to let out a strange low groan. The hand holding him trembled hard and suddenly relaxed.

Seeing that she finally calmed down, Bai Lian breathed a sigh of relief and happily mentioned that Su Jing had used the Seven Ember Steps and the Divine Flash Technique, and passed through the thunder crack at extremely fast speeds, taking her with him. Fei escaped.

For the first half of the journey, it was Su Jing who led him through the sea of ​​thunder.

Now, it was him who carried Su Jing and started crossing the sea.

The wind was blowing, and Su Jingliang's faint voice came from the wind: "Have you caught enough?"

Her voice seemed to be trembling with anger.

Bailian was startled, and when he looked back, his heart beat so hard that he almost jumped out of his throat.

Good guy, I just grabbed it and grabbed the pair of rabbit ears on Miss Su Jing’s head!

No wonder it feels so soft and tactile when you pick it up.

He knew that Su Jing didn't have many reverse scales, and these rabbit ears were barely one of them.

She didn’t like having such a pair of ears, nor did she like having them exposed to others.

Not only did Balian look at it, he also dragged the good girl behind him like a carrot.

No woman likes this indecent posture.

Balian said sorry with all his strength, quickly let go of her ears, and instead held her waist, walking ten meters away again.

Su Jing, who could touch his waist but not his ears, had a cold face and rubbed the painful rabbit ears. He bit his thin lips tightly and looked at her with both resentment and annoyance: "You have learned the magic flash technique. Didn't you tell me earlier?"

Bailian was helpless: "I want to say something, but did you give me a chance to speak?"

"Who is your aunt? ." Su Jing turned his eyes sternly, very unhappy.

"Okay, okay, it's Miss Su Jing." Bailian lowered his head and glanced at her right hand, which was bleeding heavily. It seemed that she wouldn't be able to lift the sword in the short term.

Thinking of the life-and-death situation just now, she didn't just abandon him as a 'dagger', but instead tried to push him out of danger, and she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.

"Does your hand hurt?"

Su Jing, who was trying to tuck the pair of rabbit ears into his dark hair, slowly lowered his arms.

She snorted coldly, raised her ears, and said calmly: "Well, it hurts a lot."

Bailian looked weird. It hurts, so why are you snoring?

And in Balian's opinion, female swordsmen like her who are cold and aloof are usually quite strong and backbone.

No matter how seriously injured they are, they can remain motionless without showing any signs of vulnerability. Their mouths are as hard as rocks, even if their fingers are cramped in pain and their faces are broken. It has to be fought to death, and even if you beat him to death, it won't hurt.

Why did she react like this when she got here?

She has all the characteristics of a strong and cold female sword fairy. There is no trace of pain on Zhan Ran’s calm face, but her lips recognize pain better than anyone else...


"Why are you looking at me like this?" Su Jing said quietly.

Bailian looked back and laughed dryly: "It's nothing, I just think Miss Su Jing, you...well, you are an honest person."

Su Jing turned her head away, her eyebrows cold: "It will naturally hurt when you are injured. I don't like someone. These people are fools who say it doesn’t hurt even though they are in terrible pain, and they hold on to their wounds and don’t want to show them to others. This kind of lying and trying to hold on is meaningless.”

Vaguely. , why does Balian feel that she is mocking whom?

"Yeah, that's right. Children who can act like a spoiled child will get candy." At this moment, besides agreeing with the surprise, there was nothing else Balian could say.

Su Jing's eyes suddenly turned gloomy and sad: "Being coquettish? Who are you talking about?"

Bailian couldn't resist her way of thinking, so she had to surrender: "I, it's me, I can act coquettishly." Well, I’m really afraid of you.”

During the conversation, the thunder in the sky gradually dissipated, because the two of them were about to cross the sea.

Bailian was about to take the last step when something suddenly broke out of the sea. The body of the person in his arms suddenly tightened, as if she was being pulled tightly by some huge thing.

Su Jing's eyes suddenly turned cold. In an instant, it was hard to lift his breath, and he felt a severe strangulation sensation in his calf.

All this happened so suddenly that Bailian, who was concentrating on avoiding the thunder and lightning in the sky, failed to notice the crisis under the sea.

Both of them were suspended in the air, without any point of strength, and could only be unilaterally dragged into the sea.

Su Jing did not scream, but calmly slapped Balian away with her backhand. Before he could catch up, the vines that broke out of the sea dragged her in.

Behind Balian was the road leading to the human world. Before he could even see clearly what Su Jing's expression was like when he fell into the sea, the person had already disappeared on the sea.

He stood stiffly.

At this time, a hand suddenly slapped him on the back of the head: "Why are you dazed? If you want to save people, don't hesitate!"

What is extremely surprising is that the man who has already crossed the ten-mile thunder sea has Yin Baishuang didn't leave, but stood nearby waiting for them.

"That is the vine of the Siren. It is not afraid of water, fire, thunder and lightning. The only way to deal with it is the edge of the magic weapon."

She said this sentence with an extremely solemn expression. words, and then jumped into the sea without hesitation.

The slender and lonely back is absolutely beautiful.

Her Han Zhi and Su Jing's Zhan Qing are both magical weapons.

But she and Su Jing both know very well that the world under the sea is far more terrifying and mysterious than the crises at sea.

But she still didn't hesitate at all, and went alone to save the woman she had hated for two hundred years.

Bailian looked at her back entering the sea and thought, if Yin Baishuang had not experienced the pain of losing her beloved, she would be a gentle and meticulous person, as clean as fresh rain.

Because, such a woman who has been tortured beyond recognition by time still makes people think that she is very good. I can't imagine how beautiful she must have been as a teenager.

Balian didn't have a magic weapon, so he followed Yin Baishuang into the mysterious sea.

Since it is a trip of three, no matter what, the three of them must leave together completely.

It has nothing to do with grudges, nothing to do with love and hate.

Sometimes killing people and saving people are just a matter of thought.

(End of this chapter)

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