LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
380. KILLING SONG YOU.
I understand that you are all staring intently at him, but can you at least not fool me too?
On another note, Tan Wen Hong rushed to fly while also watching the nice corner of the world to hide and lick his injuries. While his sight was getting blurred.
Suddenly, his vision darkened and fainted. His body then fell into a small valley.
Hardly, he touched the ground and was buried in a pile of rocks.
The moon takes the place of the sun in the sky, then soon, the sun rises back to where it should be…
For three days, Tan Wen Hong lay there among the rocks, helpless.
This is a veiled blessing, as the wild animals would throw away his body now if he were out in the open.
rustling~
At the dawn of the fourth day, morning dew dripped from the rocks and on the face
Tan Wen Hong, wake her from her sleep.
Tan Wen Hong opened his eyes and felt his entire body ache so much that he could not even move.
The original plan was to take root and escape.
He then divided and subdued his pursuers, the group of four Huangpu Qingyun, as they further and further pursued each other.
Bursting Pill was saved as his last option.
He had tried to escape many times, but was thwarted at every turn and even besieged.
With no choice in the matter, he ended up fighting the four of them together instead of making a break for it.
But the cost for this is hardly worth it. Sensing his body, he was certain he was stuck here, deformed, for a week before he could even lift a single finger.
During this period, he would become as helpless as a lamb, under the mercy of any strong man who happened to meet him.
Putting his life in the hands of destiny was not the style of a Demon Emperor.
But no lamentation will get him out of it.
He was a piece of meat ready for his life to be pounded out of it!
Suddenly, a slow pace was heard coming and Tan Wen Hong stiffened.
But he was too injured to even sweep the area with his soul to examine.
He did not know about the cultivation of the person and panic slowly began to appear.
Suppose it was an enemy Profound Heaven expert. It would curb his short life even shorter.
Crack
The sound of rock clashing resounded and
Tan Wen Hong knew the newcomer was digging a pile.
The explosion!
Then she heard a familiar voice, “My brother, I found it!”
“Dong Xiaowan?” Frowning, Tan Wen Hong sighed. If it's Dong guys, I'm safe, he-he.
“Soide Xiaowan, I'll get her out!”
The stones shattered into pieces as a powerful hand grabbed the pile and pulled the buried Tan Wen Hong out into the daylight.
With an explosion, his filthy body was pulled out of the darkness by Dong Tianba and struck the ground violently. Tan Wen Hong felt that something was strange here.
Even before Tan Wen Hong saw their faces, what greeted him was the shimmering cold steel of a 3rd class spiritual sword resting on his neck.
Tan Wen Hong's heart was broken,
What have I ever done to you?
Dong Xiaowan cried, “Brother, what are you doing?”
“Do not interfere!”
Dong Tianba looked at Tan Wen Hong down, the sword shaking in his hand, “Devil Tan Wen Hong, I have long waited to meet you.
You are as they say, so cunning you make us really stupid! ”
Tan Wen Hong smiled, “This is me, the demon Tan Wen Hong! I've never planned to fool you, but you've never left me alone!
“You dare to talk back?” Dong Tianba's anger surged, though,
“I ask you, where is my dear brother Song Yu? Why did you take his face to come to Drifting Flowers City?
Tan Wen Hong finally found out about all this and smirked evilly, “I'm sure you've realized the truth now.”
“You killed him?” Dong Tianba's hands trembled and his eyes reddened.
“Of course!”
“Why?”
Grinning, Tan Wen Hong's eyes were cold, and his tone was flat, “I am a demon. Since when do I need a reason to kill someone?”
Tan Wen Hong's merciless eyes in killing Song Yu made Dong Tianba tremble in anger. Roaring, his sword advancing.
“No, brother!” Dong Xiaowan threw herself in front of Tan Wen Hong and said nervously,
“My brother, he helped us. We would have died if not for him, and so would our clan.
Not only do you choose the weak, but you also bite the hand that feeds you!”
Dong Tianba's sword stopped. His hands were trembling, a reflection of his chaotic heart.
“Who would dare to hurt my dear?” A scream suddenly resounded.
The red glint pushed Dong Xiaowan backwards and stood in front of Tan Wen Hong, Xiao Dandan of course.
“Dong Tianba, you have courage. You dare to mess with my men? ”