Chapter 1140： Cant delay (1/2)
Without using spells, Ling Mei's attacks were almost invisible. Except for hitting and scratching, I didn't expect that such a cute girl would have a bit of hatred once she hit someone.
It didn't take long for Zhang Wanlin to leave red marks and nail marks on his face.
”Wait, don't fight, just slap your face again.”
Zhang Wanlin quickly said.
In fact, Ling Mei is not like this usually. It is all from the coffin and accumulated accumulating grievances against Zhang Wanlin. The successive defeats made her angry. Now she is called this hateful victor's father, which makes her feel so embarrassed. , This time it can be said that I have used all my best.
Now I finally let out a sigh of relief, or else I can suffocate the internal injury after face-to-face appointment.
She finally closed her hand and snorted, ”Who told you to play me on purpose?”
”Now I see it, that's the price of playing tricks on me! Would you dare to dare next time!?”
Zhang Wanlin said, ”I can tell, you are revenge.”
He stroked his wound in a very painful manner.
Ling Mei was not satisfied with seeing him hanging on his body, and couldn't help but laugh. He forced a smile, stood up and deliberately solemnly said: ”I am your master. You are not allowed to joke with your master in the future, you know?”
”Okay, I'm going in to practice qigong, don't be too lofty, and continue to practice!”
However, Zhang Wanlin is really a gifted equipment. Ling Mei has lived for so long and has never seen anyone with this kind of talent.
Fortunately, I took him in advance for my own use. If I become my enemy in the future, it will be fine.
Although she didn't want to admit, he would beat her.
She entered her bedroom and closed the door, leaving only Zhang Wanlin in the living room.
Zhang Wanlin was still looking at the wound, and couldn't help but say to the bedroom: ”Hey, I really didn't hear your name as Dad!!!”
As soon as the door over there was opened, Iron Sand Palm was ready, ”What did you say?”
”Uh, nothing.
Go on. ”
Zhang Wanlin was not stupid enough to provoke this little beast to scratch again.
This fox is a cat for a long time! Ling Mei returned to her room, feeling uncomfortable for a long time, always thinking about Zhang Wanlin, let alone, since his appearance, her life is no longer as **** and gloomy as before.
Her life is not only killing people, practicing qigong, but also smiling, good food and so on.
It seems that because of this, my life has changed.
If you think about it this way, you won’t be able to practice.
Ling Mei shook her head quickly to put an end to her own thoughts, but such thoughts lingered, always entwining herself.
Ling Mei really wondered if it was Zhang Wanlin, the **** who had cast some spells on herself.
In this case, practicing qigong is very dangerous.
But Ling Mei did not hesitate to sit down and practice qigong.
She desperately needs to recover now, and only when she recovers can she be qualified to survive in this world of strong men like forests.
The surrounding spiritual energy slowly gathered towards her, and the light visible to the naked eye gathered in her petite body.
She sits cross-legged like a god, beautiful and sacred.
Practicing exercises are focused on single-mindedness, but those ideas have come again.
It seems that leaving Zhang Wanlin for a half step will arouse his endless thoughts.
puff! A mouthful of blood spurted out.
The first time she practiced the exercises, she went crazy.
She hadn't recovered her skills, but now she is even worse and weak.
Xianzi has truly fallen into this stage of a mortal.
This madness is far from over. Because of too much luck just now, the true qi in the body has loosened and walked around. This will easily cause her meridians to be broken, leading to the destruction of tens of thousands of years of cultivation.
She can't just watch and go towards destruction, but now she can't help herself. As long as she moves, it may cause more serious consequences.
Feeling helpless, Ling Mei yelled outside the door: ”Zhang Wanlin!!!”