I'm a princess, so what if I have three husbands?

Chapter 120 Those who betray the young master must die.

She had a long face, and she still asked her if she was alright, couldn't she tell?

They were still wondering, wasn't Gongshu Liang behind them? How come he arrived at Lingtai Village before them?

Regardless, his arrival is definitely not going to be anything good.

She didn't know if it would harm her, but it was definitely aimed at Su Fengjun.

The ghost guard propped his face up with his hand and took another puff of his pipe.

"I had long heard that the young master of Nanmo Mountain was extremely beautiful, but seeing him today, he is not as beautiful as Miaoqing. However, he is still worth having as a treat."

He then glanced at Zhongli Yueluo, looked her up and down, and shook his head repeatedly.

“This woman is not plump enough, and I don’t like to eat her. Young Master Gongshu, let’s do as we agreed before.”

Immediately, mist rose around them, Miaoqing disappeared, and the surrounding pavilions also vanished.

The ghoul slowly transformed into a giant tiger, looking down at Su Fengjun from its height.

Whether it was an illusion or reality, Su Fengjun looked up and stared into the tiger's eyes, feeling as if he were gazing into an abyss.

His spiritual sea is currently relatively stable, and with both swords and blades at his disposal, he will show no mercy to such unorthodox methods.

Zhongli Yueluo faced Gongshu Liang directly, so close they almost kissed.

I have no idea what tricks this ghost used to teleport instantly!

Her face was filled with disgust and her eyes flashed with ferocity. With lightning speed, she pulled out a dagger from her waist and stabbed it directly at Gongshu Liang's waist.

Gongshu Liang was driven mad; he grabbed the dagger with his bare hands, and the dagger slashed his palm, drawing blood that dripped to the ground.

It was as if I felt no pain at all, and even felt a little excited.

His lips curled into a strange arc, almost reaching his ears.

"Zhongli Yueluo, you bitch, you've finally fallen into my hands today."

"Let's see how you escape my grasp now! I didn't get rid of you last time, but this time I'll do it right in front of Su Fengjun!"

Zhongli Yueluo wondered if he had some serious illness. In this situation, at this time! How could he possibly be thinking about that kind of thing?

She took a step back and pulled the dagger from his hand.

You can see that there is a large gash on his hand.

"Gongshu Liang, your scheme to exploit the situation is probably doomed to fail."

She coldly flicked the dagger, the blood on her hand seeming as if it were something very dirty.

He let out a sinister laugh, his hand forming a claw as he channeled his magic power, carrying a chilling aura, and reached for her shoulder.

She is no longer the kind of weak person who can be easily bullied.

She dodged to the side, but at close range, she turned around and slapped him across the face. The sound was crisp and deafening.

Gongshu Liang could hardly believe that this woman dared to hit him.

His eyes flashed red, and he suddenly grabbed her shoulders with both hands.

"You bitch, how dare you hit me!" The cold energy condensed on his hand continued to flow into Zhongli Yueluo's body.

She shivered and kicked him between the groin.

With a cry of "Ah!", he covered his crotch with both hands and pointed at her, saying "you" several times!

Zhongli Yueluo's eyes were icy cold, and the cold light reflected from the dagger shone on her face.

His arm was raised high and then fell heavily, piercing through his palm.

Take advantage of his illness and stab him a couple more times. In terms of magical power, she is definitely inferior to him, but in terms of despicableness, they are equally matched.

He originally thought he could handle this little girl by himself.

Unexpectedly, she resorted to underhanded tactics. He whistled with difficulty, and several more people emerged from the shadows.

Those were his elite troops, and Zhongli Yueluo had nowhere to escape.

Each of them had multicolored light emanating from their hands.

If one were to be struck by this concentrated magical power, a thousand years of cultivation would likely be destroyed in an instant.

"Catch her!"

She ran into the fog, which must be inside the barrier of the ghost, and was completely different from the scene she had just seen outside.

Everywhere was shrouded in mist, and the drifting smoke seemed to have a mentally exhausting effect.

Gongshu Liang got up and, despite the pain, chased after him, wildly slashing with his sword.

The hatred from before seemed to pale in comparison to the humiliation of that moment.

"Zhongli Yueluo, I will capture you, imprison you, and tear you to pieces!"

While shouting and searching for breath, Zhongli Yueluo didn't listen to what he was shouting behind her; she just wanted to run forward.

If they were in the same illusion, she would definitely find them both.

Su Fengjun had already fought the giant tiger for two rounds, and neither of them had suffered any real damage.

The giant tiger was as hard as steel, even its fur was like steel spikes, and every roar it let out was filled with thunder.

Miao Qing stayed with the true form of the ghost, and the two sat in the pavilion.

"It's been a long time, you're still as beautiful as ever."

Miao Qing praised him generously, and the ghost was also pleased, looking up at him with its eyes raised.

"You're still so handsome, it makes me want to eat you up!"

“Stop joking around. Oh, and don’t let them die,” he said, fiddling with his hair.

But the next second he felt a cool sensation on his neck; it turned out that the ghost's pipe was pressed against his bulging vein.

"What...what do you mean by this?"

"Have you betrayed the two young masters?"

Caught off guard, he was caught off guard and was left wondering whether to say yes or no.

He tried to push her pipe away, but she didn't let go, her dangerously narrowed eyes whispering seductively.

"Unless you kill that woman, I will not believe you have betrayed us."

This is truly difficult for Miao Qing. Zhongli Yueluo once said that if she dies, he will die too.

He can't possibly go against his own fate.

"Those two didn't say they wanted to take their lives, and besides, with our strength, could we possibly take their lives?" he countered.

The ghost sneered, put away his pipe, and had already made up his mind.

When Miaoqing stood up, she touched her cold chest and felt a warm current flowing out.

"Those who betray the young master must die." She licked her long, bloodstained fingernails.

Miao Qing was incredulous; she felt nothing as her chest was pierced through.

Fortunately, he was made of water, and his internal organs could be manipulated at will, otherwise he would have really died.

He quickly channeled his magic to seal the wound, then frowned and disappeared into the mist.

The evil spirit let out a wild laugh and hovered in the sky, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard it.

Zhongli Yueluo even plugged her ears; this was truly a ghostly scream!

She dared not stop, for the people chasing her did not pose much of a threat.

What she's worried about now is that Su Fengjun is all alone.

His spiritual sea seems stable, but what if it collapses faster after being disturbed by the sound waves just now!

"Feng Jun! Su Feng Jun!" Since she couldn't use her mind, she could only shout as she searched through the mist.

She seemed to see a red and a blue flash in the distance, which must be the flash of his sword. Zhongli Yueluo was overjoyed.

I ran toward the light, getting closer and closer, and felt the air growing colder and colder.

Looking up, I saw the tiger's body, which was as big as a small mountain.

Looking closer, one could vaguely see a man standing in the mist; it was undoubtedly Su Fengjun.