Chapter 1838 Snake-Hearted

"Senior Brother Leng, wait for me...where are you going?"

It wasn't until Leng Rui walked out that Tong Mengjiao regained her smile and quickly chased after her.

Leng Rui still ignored her and continued to stride forward.

"Senior Brother Leng, why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong?"

Tong Mengjiao tilted her head and asked in an innocent manner.

Leng Rui suddenly stopped, looked at her expressionlessly and said, "I know something about your past."

The smile on Tong Mengjiao's face froze again.

Leng Rui's words and his disgusted and disgusted expression showed that he already knew what kind of person Tong Mengjiao was before.

"Yes! I admit that what I did in the past was indeed inappropriate. But..."

Tong Mengjiao bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, and choked with sobs: "But now I have changed my ways and am focusing on cultivation. Do you... believe it?"

Leng Rui said nothing, but the expression on his face said everything.

"We have made an engagement, and as long as we bow down to each other, we will be martial arts partners from now on. Are you still unwilling to accept me at this time?"

Tong Mengjiao's face changed drastically, and she almost cried.

"I dare not disobey the city lord's orders, nor will I violate them! So... even if I no longer believe in you or accept you, I can only become a martial arts partner with you!"

Leng Rui said these words in a depressed tone, and then continued walking into the dense forest in the mountainous area ahead.

"Leng Rui, don't leave!"

Tong Mengjiao let out a sweet cry, rushed forward, and hugged Leng Rui tightly from behind.

Leng Rui's body stiffened, his eyes twitched a few times, and he said numbly: "Junior sister Tong, please respect yourself!"

The relationship between the two major sects, the City Lord's Mansion and Qinghong Sect, is quite good, so when their disciples meet each other, they will refer to each other as senior brother and senior sister or junior brother and junior sister.

"Senior Brother Leng, I have actually fallen in love with you since the first time we met. Your handsome appearance, tall body, and cold temperament all fascinated me. In my dreams, you are nowhere to be seen. How many times has it appeared..."

Tong Mengjiao murmured in her sleep: "Senior Brother Leng, I like you so much, I love you so much, I don't want to lose you... Please, don't be so heartless and indifferent to me, okay? I will be good to you, No matter what kind of request you make, I will agree to it..."

When she spoke, her voice was full of charm and confusion, her eyes shone with brilliance, and the breath she released made the surrounding environment become psychedelic.

Leng Rui originally had no interest in Tong Mengjiao, and even had some disgust, but after all, he was just a thunder tribulation powerhouse in his thirties, full of energy and blood. Under the influence of the psychedelic aura around him, hallucinations began to appear in front of his eyes.

Leng Rui is a powerful person at the fifth level of thunder tribulation. With his strength, if he is vigilant, the illusion caused by Tong Mengjiao will have no effect on him at all.

However, the Qinghong Sect was on good terms with the City Lord's Mansion, and he was engaged to Tong Mengjiao. He expected that Tong Mengjiao would not dare to do anything detrimental to him, so he was unprepared, and he fell into Tong Mengjiao's trap.

When Tong Mengjiao saw the gradual changes in Leng Rui's breathing and body, a strange smile appeared on her lips.

Leng Rui's eyes gradually became bloodshot. In his eyes, Tong Mengjiao in front of him was a unique beauty in the world, sending a silent invitation to him.

"Leng Rui..."

Tong Meng's delicate mouth came close to Leng Rui's ear, she breathed softly, and then said word by word: "Go to hell!"

The sudden killing intent and the sudden pain in his chest made Leng Rui suddenly wake up.

His pupils shrank, he slapped Tong Mengjiao with his palm, and at the same time, he retreated tens of feet.

Tong Mengjiao was on guard for a long time and avoided Leng Rui's overbearing palm. She looked at the knife inserted in Leng Rui's heart with charming eyes and said with a giggle: "This Silver Moon Knife is an imperial high-grade spiritual weapon. , I could have pierced your heart with one knife and killed you, but it’s a pity that I was too excited and stabbed it slightly wrong... Oh, what a pity!"

The small knife was about half a foot long, in the shape of a crescent moon, shining with silver light in the night. At this moment, it was inserted into Leng Rui's heart until it reached the handle.

Leng Rui glanced down at the knife, then looked up at Tong Mengjiao, with a flash of pain and anger in his eyes.

Tong Mengjiao's knife almost pierced his heart. Although it was not fatal, it still seriously injured him and made him feel a lot of pain.

"You snake-hearted woman! I will kill you!"

Leng Rui's eyes flashed with sternness, he shouted loudly, and raised his hand to point at Tong Mengjiao.

"Whoosh!"

A black iron rod flew out from the space ring on Leng Rui's finger. Under the control of Leng Rui's mind, it flew out of the air and hit Tong Mengjiao.

Even if a strong person at the fifth level of thunder tribulation is injured, his combat power cannot be underestimated. The force of the collision of the black iron rod is so overbearing that Tong Mengjiao, a strong person at the fourth level of thunder tribulation, cannot compete with it.

Tong Mengjiao's face changed slightly, her heels exerted force, her delicate body retreated quickly, and at the same time she used her spiritual energy to protect herself. She looked sideways at the dense forest on Leng Rui's left rear.

"Stop hurting my junior sister!"

At this moment, a shout came from the dense forest on the left rear. Following the shout, a three-foot green-edged sword flew out from the dense forest at high speed and crashed into the black iron rod offered by Leng Rui.

"Zheng!"

There was a clear and deafening sound of metal clashing, and the two spiritual weapons collided in the air, each being knocked away.

"Feng Zihua, it's you!"

Leng Rui put away the spiritual weapon, and after seeing the face of the person clearly, his eyes focused, and then he looked at Tong Mengjiao, who was disheveled and with a flushed face. Suddenly he realized something, and anger rose in his chest.

Feng Zihua is a direct disciple of the Qinghong Sect, and Leng Rui naturally recognizes him. Seeing that the two of them appeared at the same time in the middle of the night, and thinking of all the rumors about Tong Mengjiao that he had heard before, he guessed that there must be something shady between the brothers and sisters. relation.

"Yes, it's me!"

Feng Zihua appeared beside Tong Mengjiao like a ghost, and put his arms around her waist with a proud smile on his face.