Chapter 1897 The "Saintess" Of the Demonic Cult VS the "Sultry" Senior Brother (34)

The guess in my heart was finally confirmed at this moment.

The mountain breeze blew, and Leng Su's face looked extremely pale, as if she would be blown away by the wind...

Nan Lichen felt his heart suffocate, and he stepped forward for some reason, took out the cloak in the space and put it on Leng Su's shoulders.

His big hand grabbed her small hand on her side, and looked at her with burning eyes: "I won't let you die."

Nan Lichen said very firmly, and his face and eyes were also full of determination.

Hearing this, Leng Su said nothing, just looked back at him quietly and smiled...

At this moment, Leng Su's smile fell in Nan Lichen's eyes like the bright sun in July, not only bright and warm, but also dazzling.

[Congratulations, Nan Lichen's favorability value increased by 10 points, and the current total favorability value is 50 points. ]

"Zheng..."

As the two looked at each other, the sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

Leng Su's first reaction was to protect Nan Lichen, and flew forward to fight with the masked man.

"Zhengzhengzheng."

The sound of the swords colliding continued.

"Boom boom boom."

The sword energy of the two collided, and continued to be emitted in all directions and exploded.

After taking out the natal spirit sword in the dantian, Nan Lichen also flew forward and fought with the masked man.

"Zhengzhengzheng."

"Boom boom boom."

Just when the three were fighting hard, a black thing suddenly appeared in the left hand of the masked man.

Nan Lichen did not react much, and still rushed forward with the sword.

Leng Su, on the other hand, saw this scene, and her pupils shrank violently.

She gave up the idea of ​​continuing to attack, and quickly stepped forward to block in front of Nan Lichen.

"Bang!" The sound of a gunshot rang out.

"Muffled hum!"

Not surprisingly, Leng Su was shot.

Nan Lichen hugged Leng Su, but the masked man did not give up and leave.

The gun in the opponent's hand suddenly turned into several grenades that were thrown towards them...

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

"Bang Bang Bang!"

"Boom Boom Boom!"

The grenades kept bombarding, and Leng Su's remaining consciousness allowed her to suppress Nan Lichen tightly under her.

Facing the dust that kept exploding and flying around, Nan Lichen widened his eyes, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

He struggled frantically, but Leng Su's strength was amazing.

Obviously, his cultivation was higher than hers.

Obviously, she was seriously injured and poisoned, but at this moment she still protected him desperately.

Looking at the shocked expression of Nan Lichen under her, Leng Su's mouth corners weakly raised a very faint arc.

She showed an extremely twisted smile, lowered her head and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Nan Lichen, I, like, you..."

After saying that, the hot blood flowed from the corner of her mouth to his thin lips.

Suddenly, Leng Su's body temperature rose sharply.

The spiritual power around him suddenly became crazy, forming countless spiritual power tornadoes.

Slowly, these spiritual power tornadoes gradually overlapped and merged together.

A spiritual power tornado that was so huge that it shocked the entire cultivation world appeared above this wasteland...

In the center of the tornado, Nan Lichen held Leng Su's body tightly and refused to let go.

His recklessness caused the spiritual power storm around him to scratch countless scars on his body, and traces of blood continued to overflow, staining his white Taoist robe red...

The masked man on the side saw that the situation was not right, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his black eyes. He gritted his teeth and finally flew away.