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Chapter 641 Give some face, okay?

"Kill me, I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"

Lei Hen was not angry when he heard this. He slowly poked out his body. Only then did Yan Ning see clearly that Lei Hen's neck was nearly one meter long. His head had stretched down, but his body was still lying on the roof!

"Ah! Ghost!" Murong Xiaoxuan couldn't help but shout when he saw this strange scene.

Yan Ning felt helpless: "Girl, are you a Taoist sect? Why are you so brave?"

"I, I'm afraid!" Murong Xiaoxuan jumped up from the ground regardless of the injuries on his body, pressed tightly behind Yan Ning, and hugged his waist with both hands.

"I'll go, you let go!" Yan Ning was ashamed, "Do you want me to fight that guy with you on my back?"

"But, but people are afraid!"

"Okay, you have to hold it tightly. If you fall down, I won't care!"

After Yan Ning said that, his legs were pressing against the wall and rushed to the roof in one breath.

"Ahhhhhh! Be slower!"

Murong Xiaoxuan immediately regretted it. He should have let go just now. The ground is safer than in mid-air, right?

But Yan Ning had already gotten on the roof and naturally had no turn around. He simply untied the belt and tied Murong Xiaoxuan to his body with the belt.

Then, he immediately drove the mandarin duck chain in his hand and informed Zhuang Xiaoya to come quickly.

After jumping onto the roof, Yan Ning saw the whole picture of Lei Hen. Fortunately, it was not as terrible as he thought. It was just that his neck was strangely stretched a little longer. It seemed that there was nothing more powerful, right?

Yan Ning thought, and the Mingpo Sword in the Sumeru Ring appeared in his hand and slashed towards Lei Hen's long neck hard.

"Yan Ning, so long has passed. If I don't make any progress, how can I have the courage to kill you!"

Lei Hen sneered, and was not afraid of Yan Ning's Mingpo Sword, but instead rushed up. Just as the Mingpo Sword was about to slash Lei Hen's neck, black scales appeared on his neck. The Mingpo Sword slashed on the scales, just shattering a few pieces. Lei Hen took this opportunity to roll the Mingpo Sword on his neck like a snake, and a pale human face crawled in front of him along Yan Ning's arm!

Yan Ning looked at the face that was close to him and struggled several times, but found that the guy's neck was extremely powerful, and the black scales on the neck were extremely hard.

"It's a pity that even if you find the blood-protecting leech, you can't bring it back!"

Seeing that the struggle was useless, Yan Ning opened his mouth very simply and spit out a thick phlegm on Lei Hen's face.

Leihen: "…"

Murong Xiaoxuan: “…”

Lei Hen was stunned, and Murong Xiaoxuan was also stunned.

What is this?

Can you be more serious? I am fighting you for life and death, and you actually spit out with your saliva?!

"Take your face back, you are so disgusting to me!" Yan Ning said with an indifferent look on his face.

Lei Hen's neck was too long that his hands could not touch his face, nor could he wipe the saliva from his face. He immediately became angry: "Yan Ning, the skill I practiced is..."

Pooh.

Yan Ning opened his mouth and another mouthful of thick phlegm, which directly spit into Lei Hen's mouth!

"Do you know if you have bad breath? Don't talk to me so close, it smells bad."

Murong Xiaoxuan was dizzy. Yan Ning was so embarrassed to call others disgusted. What he did just now was so disgusting!

If you don’t give face, you’re too embarrassed! At least you let me finish your words!

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

When Yan Ning spitted twice, Lei Hen was extremely angry and understood that Yan Ning had no intention of listening to his nonsense. Since that was the case, he might as well kill him directly to avoid the long nights and dreams!

Lei Hen tightened his neck suddenly, and Yan Ning suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from his right arm. Seeing that his arm was about to be deformed by Lei Hen's neck, he quickly slapped Lei Hen's head!

Lei Hen was prepared and flexibly avoided it. His neck suddenly grew a lot longer, and he actually wrapped Yan Ning's chest!

"Fortunately, your Wumen Golden Needle has been left in the Tangmen, otherwise I really can't do anything to you!" Lei Hen sneered.

Yan Ning opened his mouth and wanted to spit again, but Lei Hen's head had already gone behind him. He thought for a while, and suddenly released his belt and put Murong Xiaoxuan down: "Girl, go, beat this guy's body!"

Murong Xiaoxuan fell to the ground and fell to his butt. After hearing Yan Ning's voice, she quickly got up from the ground and saw a pile of bricks on the ground. She quickly picked up one and smashed it into Lei Hen's body!

boom--

Just as Murong Xiaoxuan was about to hurt Lei Hen's body, Lei Hen's body suddenly trembled, and eight huge legs grew on his back!

"Ah! Spider!" Murong Xiaoxuan was so scared that he threw away the bricks in his hand, ran behind Yan Ning, and took the initiative to tie himself to Yan Ning with a belt.

Yan Ning was speechless: "You are in your thirties, and you are afraid of ghosts and spiders. Can you have some success?"

"Although I am in my thirties, I am also a girl!" Murong Xiaoxuan argued dissatisfiedly.

"You guys are enough!" Lei Hen said angrily, "Give me a little serious, I'm going to kill someone!"

"Please, kill this stinky girl first. It's so annoying. I can't do anything and I'll always drag me down." Yan Ning said seriously.

Murong Xiaoxuan's face suddenly turned pale: "You...you saved me just now, and now you want to kill me again. I didn't expect you to be such a fence-skinned man, a ungrateful wolf!"

"Hey! Little girl movie, you dare to scold me!" Yan Ning said angrily, "Lei Hen, give me some face, fuck this girl first and then kill her, and then I can kill me anyway!"

"Don't listen to him! You kill him first, I will give myself to you!" Murong Xiaoxuan said without admitting defeat.

Lei Hen was upset by the two of them, and roared, and threw them to the ground hard, directly knocking a big hole in the roof: "Stop quarrel, neither of you two can leave alive today!"

Lei Hen's neck was tightly wrapped around Yan Ning, and his body moved over. The long-haired spider legs forced Murong Xiaoxuan to peel off Yan Ning's body, and the sharp barb was swaying in front of Murong Xiaoxuan.

Yan Ning thought it was not good. It seemed that this thunder hatred was really prepared. His alien body alone was enough for Yan Ning to drink a pot, not to mention that Murong Xiaoxuan was also in his hands, so I can't joke now.

"Yan Ning, a few months ago, on Longhu Mountain, you defeated me without any face, making you a noble son of heaven, but I became a joke in the entire southern Xinjiang. You don't know that every night after that, I can dream of you, dream of defeating you, dismembering you, and tearing you into pieces!"
Chapter completed!
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