Following Netherworld's actions, not only did Nangong Bufan's expression change drastically, but even Nangong Ling, who was enveloped by Netherworld's weapon, also changed his expression.
She looked at the cold light in front of her, and had almost no time to react, as she watched the cold light getting closer and closer.
There was a hint of despair in her eyes. Was she going to die?
Bang!
Just as the knife in Youming's hand was about to pierce her body, a huge force came and knocked her away.
puff!
Then, there was the sound of a knife entering the body.
"grass!"
Xiao Chen's curse, with a bit of distortion, rang out at the scene.
Then, he swung the knife in his hand fiercely with the last bit of strength from the 'Power Potion'.
Snap!
The sound of breaking bones was heard, and a huge head flew into the air.
"ah!"
As the head flew up, such a sound came out of the open mouth.
Youming opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth, and looked shocked.
Especially when he saw the headless body below, his look of astonishment became even stronger. It looked a little familiar?
Is this... my own body?
Before he could finish his thought, his vision went dark, and then... he felt that he had lost consciousness.
The moment he lost consciousness, he heard a "bang" as if something had fallen to the ground.
Xiao Chen looked at the head that fell to the ground and was stunned. Dead?
You know, he just struck the sword subconsciously and had no intention of chopping off Youming's head!
But Youming, in his anger, seemed to be a little slow in reacting.
In other words, Youming never expected that Xiao Chen would rush up and swing at him with such a knife, and he didn't even have time to dodge!
His death was a bit pathetic!
Gulugulu!
After rolling a few times on the ground, Youming's head was covered in blood.
Old man Chen, who was chasing after him, stopped and looked at the head on the ground in amazement.
Then he looked at Xiao Chen again. Is this even possible?
Nangong Bufan, who was far away, breathed a sigh of relief. Ling'er was fine!
And he was obviously a little confused about Youming's death!
"ah!"
After Xiao Chen was stunned, he felt a sharp pain and screamed in pain.
There was a knife stuck in his stomach.
Although not fatal, it is quite serious.
This was the stab that Youming had just made towards Nangong Ling, but was blocked by Xiao Chen.
Nangong Ling behind him had a pale face and was still in shock.
Just now, she clearly sensed the breath of death!
However, at the moment when she was enveloped by the god of death, she was knocked away!
Although she stumbled back, looking somewhat embarrassed, but... the aura of death was gone!
She looked forward and saw a tall and slender figure standing where she was just now.
Then... the sound of a knife entering the body was heard.
Almost instantly, she realized that it was the person in front of her who saved her!
If it weren't for him, I would have died for sure!
Immediately afterwards, a head flew up, and it looked like it was Youming who was going to kill her!
Her gaze fell on the figure in front of her again.
This back figure looks familiar.
Is it him?
That guy she hates?
That guy who took advantage of her?
Was it him who saved himself?
Before she could finish her thought, she saw Xiao Chen holding his abdomen and slowly falling backwards.
Without even thinking twice, she threw away the sword in her hand, took a step forward, and hugged Xiao Chen who was falling backwards!
"Um?"
Xiao Chen, who was ready to fall to the ground, suddenly felt that he had fallen into a gentle place.
There is no pain, but it is slightly warm and very soft.
Xiao Chen was a little surprised. What was going on?
He endured the pain, turned his head and was stunned. Nangong Ling?
This girl...won't take the opportunity to retaliate against me by stabbing me with a sword, right?
Thinking of this, he would rather fall to the ground: "Well, you..."
"Stop talking!"
Nangong Ling interrupted Xiao Chen, her voice was not as cold as before, and she pressed her fair little hand on his wound, trying to help him stop the bleeding.
“Hmm…”
After being pressed by Nangong Ling, Xiao Chen's mouth twitched in pain, but he was relieved. It seemed that she didn't want to stab him with a sword!
Then, he looked at Youming's head and felt a little proud. This knife was worth it in exchange for a life!
"Haha, I let you stab me... now you feel better, right?"
"You can still laugh?"
Seeing that Xiao Chen was still smiling, Nangong Ling glared at him, but when she thought about the life-and-death moment just now when he pushed her out and stood in front of her, her tone softened again.
"You're lucky. Stop laughing."
"Oh, stop laughing."
Xiao Chen nodded. He was really lucky!
If his sword strike just now had not hit Youming, he might have been the one to die!
If Youming hits him again, he will rip open his stomach!
Although killing Youming with this knife seems simple, it is actually very dangerous!
This time, goddess luck was on his side.
But Xiao Chen thought about it, his luck has always been good, and he is quite charming, the goddess of luck has always been on his side.
Feeling the warmth and softness behind him, Xiao Chen's body relaxed and he collapsed in Nangong Ling's arms.
He moved his body and raised the corners of his mouth. I didn’t realize that this little girl is quite attractive!
Nangong Ling had no idea that Xiao Chen was injured and had so many weird thoughts. She just thought that his posture was uncomfortable and never thought that he would take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of her.
Instead, old man Chen came up to him, looked at Xiao Chen lying in Nangong Ling's arms, and curled his lips. This kid... is really lucky!
"Boy, you can't die, right?"
Old man Chen looked at the wound on Xiao Chen's abdomen and asked.
"Well, I won't die, but... it's pretty serious. I can't get up. The rest of the battle depends on you, Mr. Chen."
Xiao Chen shook his head and had no intention of getting up again. It was so comfortable to lie in the arms of this beauty!
Moreover, with the deaths of Thors and Netherworld, the Dark Church has no chance of turning the tables!
If this is the case, and the Dark Church can still turn the tables, then the Dragon Emperor's people will have no face left and should just commit suicide one by one!
"snort!"
When Old Man Chen saw Xiao Chen like this, he knew that he was fine and looked at Nangong Ling.
"Ling'er, how are you? Are you hurt?"
"I'm fine."
Nangong Ling shook her head.
"Well, that's good. You take care of this kid."
After Old Man Chen finished speaking, he looked around and then went straight to the charming woman.
"This old rogue..."
Xiao Chen looked at Old Man Chen's actions, curled his lips and said something.
"What did you say?"
Nangong Ling didn't hear clearly and asked.
"Ah, it's nothing. I mean, Mr. Chen is still as sharp as ever, and his aura is still as strong as ever!"
Xiao Chen shook his head and said.
"Oh, could you sit up?"
Nangong Ling asked.
"No, no, I'm so weak now that I can't sit up."
Xiao Chen shook his head. What a joke. How could this be possible?
"Well, is this comfortable?"
Nangong Ling asked again.
"Shu... Well, it's okay."
Xiao Chen was about to say that he felt comfortable, but suddenly he felt something was wrong and quickly changed his words.
"Um."
Nangong Ling nodded and said nothing more.
Xiao Chen half leaned in Nangong Ling's arms, but he didn't focus all his attention on enjoying himself. After simply stopping the bleeding, he looked at the battlefield.
He has to keep an eye on it, what if someone really runs away?
If one runs away, that's annoying!
However, the situation at the scene was not bad. Except for a few evil spirits, everyone else had been killed.
The evil ghost was also injured under Nangong Bufan's suppression and staggered backward.
On the other side, under the joint attack of two old hooligans, no, old men, the charming woman was covered in blood and was struggling to hold on.
The old man's mace was dancing in the air and smashing down continuously. It was obvious that he just wanted to let the charming woman have a taste of his mace.
"The outcome is decided!"
Xiao Chen looked across the entire room and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why?"
Suddenly, Nangong Ling behind him spoke.
"ah?"
Xiao Chen was startled and turned to look at Nangong Ling, not understanding what her sudden words meant.
"Why save me?"
Nangong Ling asked again.
"Well... well, there's no reason. I saw you were in danger, so I saved you! You're Mr. Nangong's apprentice, and you're here for my business, so how could I let you get hurt, right?"
If it was any other beauty, Xiao Chen might just tease her a little, saying something like a hero saving a beauty or something like that.
But he really didn't dare to tease this girl, for fear that after he teased her, she would draw her sword and hit him.
That would be no fun.
Besides, in his opinion, there was no reason.
Just now, if it was Bai Ye, Dapang or someone else, he would have rushed up without hesitation, not because Nangong Ling was a beauty or something.
Of course, you can’t say this. If you say this, not only do you have low emotional intelligence, but your IQ may also be problematic!
"oh."
Nangong Ling nodded, her face expressionless, and it was impossible to tell what she was really thinking.
Xiao Chen looked at Nangong Ling and thought to himself, after all, he had saved her once, so the matter of touching her breasts should be over, right? She wouldn't cause trouble for him again, right?
Just as Xiao Chen was thinking about it, a shrill scream was heard.
Xiao Chen turned his head and saw a thick mace hitting the charming woman's chest hard.
Just by looking at it, Xiao Chen's face trembled. Damn, that old man was so cruel. He had no mercy on women at all.
This time... I guess that thing is going to explode!
Bang!
The charming woman flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground, spitting out blood and unable to get up.
Her chest was covered in blood and even her sternum was broken.
"It's true."
Xiao Chen looked at the charming woman and came to this conclusion.
"What is true?"
Nangong Ling asked.
"Ah, nothing. I said they are really amazing."
Xiao Chen shook his head. Of course he would not tell Nangong Ling that what he said was true. He was referring to the woman's breasts, not the silicone.
"My stick is pretty good, isn't it?"
The old man was holding a mace and looking down at the charming woman.
"Ahem... old... bastard..."
The charming woman cursed weakly in stiff Chinese, then tilted her head and fell silent.
"snort."
The old man snorted coldly, picked up the mace, turned around and looked elsewhere, looking for the next enemy.
At the scene, there was no one standing in the Dark Church except the evil spirits!
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