sbdcsierra Chapter 228 I won and Zhongli is mine
Chapter 228 I won and Zhongli is mine
Then his gaze fell on Zisang Luoye. Now, looking closely at his appearance, he was quite handsome.
But even with Miao Qing's appearance, his sister didn't like her.
The fallen leaves of the mulberry tree before her were nothing special; she shouldn't have.
Zisang Luoye, who had been verbally teased, blushed and paled in turns, and finally couldn't help but draw her double maces.
One finger pointed at Zhongli Yueluo: "You shameless woman!"
“I already have three sons-in-law, what do I know about shame? Actually, I wouldn’t mind having two more.”
"Su Fengling, listen to what this woman is saying! She dares to say such things to your face!"
Zi Sang Luoye tried to sow discord, and although Su Fengling was filled with resentment, it was not directed at Zhongli Yueluo, but at him!
He healed his appearance, though he did consider using his new looks to win over the princess.
But before he could make any move, his opponent had already outmaneuvered him.
If his subsequent plans are completely disrupted, he won't know how to refute them.
Zhongli Yueluo knew exactly what he was thinking; Su Fengling was the most easily jealous.
He wanted to find an opportunity to intervene, so she went down their path and left them with nowhere to go.
"I believe my younger brother won't mind, after all, he's coming here and will be the younger one."
She smiled sweetly as she spoke, took Su Fengling's arm, leaned against his chest, and looked at Zisang Luoye provocatively.
The Wind Spirit Ghost Clan has a long tradition of preparing themselves mentally well in advance before doing something like this.
How could he tolerate being repeatedly verbally humiliated by this woman?
It would be better to have a good fight with Su Fengling.
Even if my face is disfigured again, it doesn't matter.
"Shut up!" Zisang Luoye roared.
"Oh dear, little brother, it's bad enough that he interrupted our good time in the first place, but now he's telling me to shut up. I'm so sad."
She pretended to raise her hand to wipe away tears, and even Miaoqing felt ashamed of her affected manner.
Su Fengling was quite taken with this, especially when she leaned against his chest, he couldn't help but smile.
So she cooperated perfectly, saying, "Oh dear, sister, what should we do?"
"Let's have a fight. After all, he didn't come here specifically to fight you, did he?" she winked.
She didn't mean for Su Fengling to go up and fight Zisang Luoye one-on-one.
Although Zisang Luoye in front of me looks sinister and fierce, he is actually guileless.
Perhaps there are, but they are far inferior to Su Fengling.
"Fine, let's fight! It's a good opportunity to settle both old and new scores, but I have one condition: if I win, this woman is mine!"
Zhongli Yueluo is now Su Fengling's Achilles' heel. He can have anything, but not her!
He already had several plum blossom darts in his hand; he was never an upright or honorable person.
Just as he was about to make a move in secret, Zhongli Yueluo grabbed his hand and shook her head.
Although they didn't sense any outsiders, a one-on-one fight between the two of them wasn't a good option right now.
What if a third party emerges while they are locked in a life-or-death struggle? Wouldn't that be a case of the fisherman reaping the benefits?
We'll have to wait until He Yuhuan and the other person return to discuss it.
"Sister, crushing him is as easy as crushing an ant, except that your lips might get a few cuts."
As he spoke, a hint of longing and greed lingered in his eyes. He ran his thumb across her lips, as if he wanted to use that trick again.
Zhongli Yueluo slapped his hand away: "Little brother, you need to be mindful of the occasion. Look how you've upset Young Master Zisang."
Indeed, Zisang Luoye was so angry that her face turned green when she saw the two of them flirting.
"Zhongli Yueluo! I want your consent to this contest. If I win, you'll come with me; if I lose, I'll be at your mercy!"
Zhongli Yueluo is no good person. If he stands against her, she can kill him in the blink of an eye.
"How about we make a blood pact?" Zhongli Yueluo asked with interest, twirling her hair with her index finger.
Once her blood enters his body, he has no choice in what he does.
Zisang Luoye had already investigated Zhongli Yueluo's background, and she was very likely a descendant of the Blood Demon Clan.
She wouldn't let his little tricks sway her, and a slight smile played on her lips: "If we're going to establish a blood pact, it'll be with him!"
He pointed at Su Fengling, his eyes filled with resentment. In fact, he could also be the high and mighty young lord of the Wind Spirit Ghost Clan!
Zhongli Yueluo never expected that he would see through her little scheme.
She looked at Su Fengling: "Little brother, are you willing?"
"Why wouldn't I want to? Even if we had to do it all over again, he would still be my defeated opponent!"
Su Fengling was just worried about not having a chance to impress Zhongli Yueluo, and this guy delivered himself right to his doorstep!
He consciously bit his finger until it bled, then wrote runes in the air.
Zi Sang Luoye also didn't expect Su Fengling to be so decisive!
He wasn't afraid, and wrote two blood talismans, which eventually merged into one, and the blood pact was formed.
If either party violates this rule, they will surely be condemned by Heaven and Earth.
Su Fengling twisted his neck, gazing at Zhongli Yueluo with deep affection: "Sister, will you give it to me?"
He pressed his fingers to her lips; he didn't really want to hurt her, but sometimes the blood was just too delicious.
Zhongli Yueluo nodded, and this time she took the initiative to kiss Su Fengling's lips, and a bloody taste came between their lips and teeth.
Su Fengling narrowed his eyes, a bloodthirsty glint in them, as soon as Zhongli Yueluo's flute music began.
He could instantly kill the fallen leaves of the mulberry tree before him, but he still couldn't die.
Zisang Luoye still didn't understand the bond between them, and could only grit her teeth and say, "Shameless!"
The two sides remained deadlocked and did not make a move. Zisang Luoye let out a long sigh.
"Since this is a duel between the two of us, I don't want anyone to disturb us. We also know that there are four nightmares."
"What do you mean!" Su Fengling was very wary. Was he about to enter the dream again?
"That's right, just as you think, our duel will take place in a dream."
The fourth ability of Nightmare is unremarkable; it can only create a closed environment.
That way, no one will disturb them. Zhongli Yueluo pointed to herself: "Will I go in too?"
"Everyone will go in within his territory, but no one can get out until a winner is decided."
Zisang Luoye sneered and pulled out a round bead from behind her back. Inside the bead, something seemed to be moving.
It's impossible to tell what kind of object it is, only that it's alive. This must be the so-called Nightmare Fourth.
At this moment, Miaoqing and He Yuhuan suddenly appeared from the other side, with Miaoqing holding a pheasant in her hand.
With her other hand holding He Yuhuan's, her eyes met Zisang Luoye's, sparkling with tears.
The moment she saw him, Miao Qing's body trembled slightly.
After all, he was her former boss, so she swallowed hard, feeling a little apprehensive.
"Young Master Luoye... oh no, Zisang Luoye!" This Miaoqing is quite the astute one.
Zisang Luoye's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and murderous intent gradually arose.
With magic power swirling around her double maces and her lips slightly moving, Miao Qing's pupils dilated in an instant!