I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

　　The back view of the white clothes that Hong Liner saw was An Bulang, and it was when she saw the back view that her heart had somehow throbbing.

　　 There was the luck of the rest of the life in it, and there was also an unspeakable sense of security, as if he was about to drown, and suddenly a pair of hands holding her up suddenly appeared in front of him.

　　 The claws roared with extreme sharpness, and were close to An Bulang's head.

　　An Bulang stretched out a hand and blocked it under the falling claw.

　　嘭! !

　　 The power oscillates, the wind rages!

　　 The dark grin of the jailer dark wolf slightly condensed, and it found its extremely sharp claws fell on the unprotected palm, which was actually inaccessible.

　　 How hard is this skin? !

　　 The next moment, its claws were firmly grasped by the palm of his hand.

　　 At the same time a fist is getting bigger and bigger in its eyes!

　　 "Sixth style of wave technique: a punch!"

　　 "Oh?!" The jailer dark wolf was shocked, the body suddenly squirmed quickly, a dark black energy armor suddenly condensed in front of the body, at this time the fist in front of him was golden!

　　 Violent collision, accompanied by the sound of armor breaking.

　　 Jinguang fist with unstoppable fist, crushed the dark armor, penetrated the flesh and body of the jailer dark wolf, and ruthlessly blasted a huge blood hole!

　　 "Woo..." The jailer dark wolf wailed, and the wings of the bat fluttered behind him, his body unable to fall from his mouth.

　　However, when it fell, another of its claws suddenly fell towards the head of An Lang!

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Suddenly banged.

　　An Bulang actually punched again quickly.

　　Hong Lin'er looked back and found that the jailer's dark wolf's head was gone. Its attack completely died before the attack, the body lay on the ground, the air machine was cut off...

　　 By this time, the teenager had turned around.

　　Hong Lin'er panicked inexplicably when she saw the teenager's deep and clear eyes.

　　 At this time, a hand with a little warmth had been pressed on her shoulder.

　　 "You may endure a little pain..."

"Ok?"

　　 blinked blankly at Honglin'er, at that time An Bulang's other hand was already pressed on the black tail that ran through Honglin's abdomen, and the hot golden flame suddenly spread all the way.

　　 "Hmm..." Hong Lin'er felt a burning sensation from his abdomen and couldn't help but hum!

　　 And the dark tail also evaporated in the flames.

There is no need to pull out the tail again, causing secondary damage to Hong Lin'er. The tail is completely burned in the flames without a trace. Not only that, the paralysis and corrosive toxins contained in the tail are also burned by the flames. After everything was done, Hong Lin'er felt the power of paralysis gradually recovered!

　　 But her abdomen is still very painful, because when the tail was small, a blood hole appeared in her smooth white tender abdomen, and the blood was red with the white Luo skirt, and it was spreading...

　　An Bulang frowned, took a white piece of spirit cloth from Najie, and then began to unravel the blood-stained Luo skirt. The woman's large white skin was exposed in front of the teenager.

　　 Hong Lin'er was a little stunned at this moment, his head buzzing.

　　 An Bu Lang, but casually began to wrap the spiritual cloth around the woman's soft waist.

Hongliner's red lips opened slightly, and she wanted to scream, but when she saw the young boy's attentive dressing, she remembered the coldness and ruthlessness like a devil before him, and the two strong attitudes changed her. Emotionally closed his mouth.

　　 This feeling is very subtle.

　　 Someone who was very fierce to her before, came forward at this moment, saved her life, and bandaged her wounds seriously and gently...

　　 This teenager is not drawing her body.

　　 just wanted to better dress her wounds.

　　 Isn't it rude to scream?

　　 had to say that Hong Lin'er's brain circuit really matched An Bulang.

　　 Hong Lin's delicate and delicate body with perfect curves has a fatal temptation to all the seniors, but for An Bulang, it is actually an ordinary body.

　　 It doesn't matter if you can't see the light, it is important to bandage as soon as possible.

　　 Then hurried out of this ghost place as soon as possible.

　　An Bulang is such a pure-minded teenager.

　　Hong Lin'er also knew that the teenager's motives were pure, so she kept her silence very cooperatively, even if the ears were slightly reddish, she was silent and pretended to be indifferent.

　　Although Hong Lin'er's identity is false, the body is her own.

　　 For a great goal, she can only endure temporarily.

　　 But she is the seventh red queen of the Red River Demon Clan, and she is the most dazzling Devil Star of the Red River Demon Clan in thousands of years. How could she fail to do this? Not at all!

　　 Although she was also seen for the first time.

　　 But in such a dim environment, it's nothing even if it is seen!

　　Hong Lin'er was quickly doing ideological work for himself, by this time An Bulang was already bandaged.

　　Seeing that the woman did not respond, he helped the woman put on her clothes again.

　　 saw that the woman had not responded.

　　 "Hey! What are you thinking?"

　　 "Ah!" Red Liner looked back, looked at An Bulang's questioning gaze, and shook his head, "No... nothing..."

　　An Bulang took another Xuan-level high-level elixir from Najie and said, "Hurry up, this elixir is good for your body, at least it won't crack when you run."

　　Hong Lin'er took the medicine and nodded: "Thank you."

　　An Bulang pulled Hong Lin'er, but Hong Lin'er found that the body of the jailer Dark Wolf had disappeared, making her face change again and exclaimed: "Why is that monster gone?"

An Bulang will not naturally say that he was secretly eaten by the group, but turned to look at the woman next to him, seemingly smiling: "Why...Sister Honglin'er, you are so surprised to see a dead body, just Don’t be surprised at my strength?”

Hong Lin'er was stunned, and then looked at An Bulang carefully and grievously, said: "I... I just want to pretend that I don't know, so I can get through it... Bulang Xuedi, I don't care about this matter I will tell others, please don’t kill me, okay..."

　　An Bulang stared at Hong Lin'er, and the woman's face was a pitiful and helpless, charming appearance.

　　An Bulang doesn't see any flaws. On the contrary, Hong Lin'er's appearance of trying to make fools by trying to make An Bulang don't die in order to keep the secret, has a different kind of weakness and cuteness.

　　Inexplicable, let the teenager have the idea of ​​loving each other......

　　 Really a **** fairy! !

　　Why do you want to save Hong Lin'er?

　　 is of course to dig out more Hong Lin'er secrets!

　　 And he always had a hunch in the midst, that letting Hong Lin'er die, it is likely to bring him unimaginable disasters, which he called the sixth sense of Bulang.

　　 It is unclear whether Hong Lin'er has hidden strength or not.

　　 But An Bulang now prefers Hong Lin'er to have no hidden strength.

　　After all, if Hong Lin'er hides his strength, there are actually many opportunities to do it. In the White King's tomb, the opponent can be said to be afraid of the college. But here, in the secret realm other than the secret realm, the other party can have no such worries, but she still has no action.

　　When the dark wolf was heavily hit by the jailer to the front line of life and death, she did not need to continue to hide her strength. Which big boss would be so stupid, and at the moment when there is a mistake, he will die, and will he stand up and go out to rescue her?

　　 There is also the most important point. An Bulang secretly used Liuliyang pupil to perceive it, and the other party is still the spiritual practice of Naling Jiuzhong. If the cultivation practice is really hidden, it will be terrifying. The opponent must be very strong and very strong. It is very likely that after the showdown with him, he will finish playing that kind of...

　　 It's just that the other party has some concerns, so there is no showdown.

　　 This is a game. An Bulang may be fighting the air with wisdom. Of course, it is also possible to fight against a very dangerous character...

　　He didn't know which one, but his vigilance never let go.

　　 "How is it possible that I have hallucinations?"

　　 "This... this little repairman actually killed the jailer Dark Wolf!?"

　　 "It was done with just two punches...where is he sacred?"

　　The inmates in the cages around were all in shock after a brief stagnation.

　　 is clearly a spiritual realm monk, but the result is easy to kill heaven-level beasts, Rao is hard to imagine because of their extensive experience!

An Bulang ignored the exclamation, but walked straight to one of the cages. A golden flame suddenly appeared in his hand, illuminating the surroundings, and at the same time illuminating the one inside who had been mocking An Bulang before. man.

　　 "Tell me, how to get out of the Blood Hell?" An Bulang asked.

　　 The man kept shaking his head: "I don't know, I really don't know..."

　　 哧啦!

　　 Suddenly a golden flame turned into an arrow, penetrated the cage, and penetrated the man's chest.

　　 "Ah..."

　　The flame burned flesh and blood, and the man screamed in pain.

　　 "Not yet honest?" An Bulang said coldly.

　　 Men are about to cry: "I don't know, I really don't know..."

　　 "Hey, hey!" Several more golden flames shot out. The man was covered with flames and arrows all over his body, and then burned continuously, ruining his body.

　　 "Now, do you know?"

　　 "Ahhh... I don't really know. After I was caught by Qingxuan, I woke up and was here. I really don't know anything. Seniors spared me, seniors spared me..."

　　An Bulang saw that the man did not know about it. UU read www.uukanshu.com and set his sights on the other monks in the cage.

　　 The other monks felt a chill, and they dared not utter rants like before, and even dared not speak. An Bulang can attack them with spells, but they can't resist!

　　 Who is going to slaughter?

　　But they do not want to provoke An Bulang, it does not mean that An Bulang will not provoke them.

　　After burning a monk to death in front of their faces, An Bulang grinned, turned his dangerous gaze to others, and finally focused on a beautiful woman who seemed to have been here for a long time...

　　 "Hey, hey... If you don't want to suffer from the flesh and skin, just hire me!"

　　An Bu Lang's flame arrows suddenly burst into the beauty woman's body.

　　 "No! Ah..."

　　Failed torture, there is still no information.

　　 But An Bulang did not give up, and continued to turn his attention to another person...

　　Hong Lin'er looked at this teenager who was sneering while tortured, and inexplicably felt a little familiar and hairy in his heart. Come back, the ruthless and overbearing man is back! !

When An Bulang tortured the eighteenth monk in Tianyuan Realm, the old man with white hair could not bear the flames and finally shouted, "I recruited, I don't know where the exit is, but I know One message, that is, Qingxuan Zhenren actually came from the lower hell!"

　　 The old man pointed to a certain direction and said anxiously: "In that direction, at the end, there is a blood road that can lead to the lower hell. You want to go out, maybe you can find clues there!"