Chapter 1325: I'm dead, you won't survive

Qing Yusu's face was blue and white, extremely ugly.

"It's useless to say anything now! In the end you win... the winner is king and the loser is Kou! What are you going to do with me now?!"

He dutifully met Ling Luoyu's eyes.

"Don't forget, you are in Qingmang Mountain Villa now. Once I have an accident, neither of you can run away!"

"Qing Zhuangzhu means that we must let you go, otherwise you will definitely die?!"

Qing Yusu's eyes flickered, and finally fell on Feng Chenglin.

"To paraphrase Mr. You's words...As long as you let me go, we can assume that nothing has happened..."

Fatty Feng ran away without finishing a sentence.

"Fuck! Qing Yusu, this young master really has seen Teduo shameless, but you are such a cheeky, absolutely the first time you met! When the young man said that just now, how did you answer? Yes?! At this time you want to apply it! I tell you, it is my exclusive naming, and it is not for external use! To put it simple and popular, it means you have no power to use..."

He was not addicted to swearing, so he rushed forward with a kick.

At that moment, Qing Yusu suddenly shot.

Leaning sideways and avoiding his head, he abruptly turned away the sharp edge of the soul blade, with his right hand clamped, suddenly locked Feng Chenglin's throat, and instantly dragged him in front of him.

Before he could speak, Feng Chenglin was firmly suppressed, unable to move.

"Fatty!!!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes changed in shock, and the soul blade flew up, breaking through the air.

Yusu, an educated youth, had no intention of resisting, but instead crushed all the profound energy on Feng Chenglin's body.

"Crack!"

There was an instant sound from the bones of Feng Chenglin.

"Come on, die together!"

Amid Qingyusu's hysterical roar, Feng Chenglin's throat let out a muffled grunt, blood gushing out along the corners of his lips and nose.

"Don't move!!"

Ling Luoyu dared not start again, and quickly withdrew the soul blade, and was shocked to withdraw two steps.

There was a touch of madness in Qing Yusu's eyes, looking savagely at Fengchenglin.

"I can't tell, she is really your good brother! For you, she gave up the opportunity to kill me..."

Feng Chenglin was in pain all over, but his mouth was still unforgiving.

"If the Third Young Master wants to kill you... there are... opportunities..."

"Then it doesn't matter!" Qingyusu smiled, staring at Ling Luoyu with stern eyes: "Anyway, as long as I die, you won't be able to survive!! Is it? Sect Master Ling?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes fell on his fingers, thinking of countermeasures in his heart.

She can kill Yusu in one fell swoop, but Fengchenglin is bound to suffer.

He is now a mad dog driven to the end, as long as he seizes the opportunity, he will not miss the opportunity to kill anyone.

"Qingyusu, just say it, what do you want?!"

"What do you want?!" Qing Yusu's gaze wandered around: "Sect Master Ling, you are such a smart person, don't you know what I want? First withdraw the space!!!"

Feng Chenglin's pupils shrank slightly: "San Shao...Don't..."

If Ling Luoyu withdrew from the space, people outside would know what happened here.

At that time, they are tantamount to provoking the entire Qingmang Villa!

Qing Yusu's fingers tightened suddenly, and he choked back the words behind Fatty Feng.

He can see it! !

Feng Chenglin is his biggest survival bargaining chip now.

Unexpectedly, the relationship between the two he looked down upon would turn out to be a turning point.