Chapter 750 (2/2)

With that, he tore Zhong Lingxiu's collar completely, revealing her collarbone and belly pocket.

Zhong Lingxiu closed her eyes and wept, biting her teeth hard. If she was still alive, she must kill these people.

Seeing her look, the male disciple was very angry and scolded: ”bitch -”

The male disciple who pressed Zhong Lingxiu's hand swallowed his saliva and reminded him, ”elder martial brother, hurry up. It's time to leave the sword tomb later...”

”Hahaha, what's the hurry? I'll have a good time first. You have your share...” the man's hand reached out to Zhong Lingxiu's chest.

Suddenly——

”Ah!” the man screamed, his pupils narrowed sharply, and stared at his hand unbelievably: ”my hand - my hand is broken -”

He rolled aside in pain, covered his right hand and cried.

The broken hand rolled to one side, and the blood dyed Zhong Lingxiu's white clothes red, and splashed on her face at the same time.

”Who!” the two male disciples quickly stood up with swords.

Zhong Lingxiu never felt the smell of blood so good. She opened her eyes and looked at the dark sword tomb sky.

Someone came to save her. Finally someone came!

”You are --” the two male disciples looked very ugly and said, ”elder Qingdai, why are you here?!”

Pet Yu pulled a sword from the mountain wall and smiled gently, ”can't I come here?”

”Elder Qingdai, you should have never seen anything about today, otherwise...” the male disciple threatened, ”you will not be able to stay in lingweizong.”

With her red lips slightly hooked, her eyes were cold and said, ”I always don't like being threatened...”

”And,” she pointed her sword at them, ”my name is father Hehuan.”