Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

It was a good opportunity to take advantage of the fact that big brother Ling had not yet recovered from the battle just now.

Unfortunately, Ling Wushang had already seen through her exaggerated love-struck expression. With a slight twist of his body, he easily dodged it.

"Smack!" Unfortunately, the little loli went for wool and came home shorn. She was stuck to the wall.

"Big brother Ling ..." Meng Luo opened her big, watery eyes and looked at Ling Wushang pitifully.

"Aren't you hungry? Let's go. " Ling Wushang was already immune to the little loli's teary eyes and asked with a smile that was not a smile.

Oh ... Big brother Ling still cares about me, even thinking about this matter. It must be because there were too many people around, so he was embarrassed to be too intimate with me. Meng Luo consoled herself again and regained some of her spirit. If Meng Luo claimed to be second in her imagination, she would not be first ...

"Wait, let me see if this guy is dead or not." Meng Luo rolled to her feet and ran to the side of the great Grandmaster of heavenly Yin.

Ling Wushang's strength was higher than Ling Wuxi's by a realm, and this palm strike was filled with killing intent. Even if the great Grandmaster of heavenly Yin was at the peak of sky origin stage, his sea of Qi was still shattered, and it was difficult for him to survive.

"Old man, last time, big brother Ling didn't kill you with a single palm strike. Do you think you'll be so lucky this time? You don't have any eyesight at all, to actually not be able to tell that big brother Ling was wearing a mask last time, you deserve to die. " Meng Luo gave the great Grandmaster of Yin sky a heavy kick and then left with Ling Wushang in high spirits.

When the great Grandmaster of heavenly Yin heard Meng Luo's last sentence, his empty eyes suddenly lit up.

Ling Wushang ... Did she mean that the successor of Cang Yuan was also Ling Wushang, but he was wearing a mask? No, no, it was definitely not him last time!

Meng Luo was a person who was engrossed in the game. She didn't realize the difference between Ling Wushang and the brother Ling in her heart. Or rather, she had also had a little strange feeling before, but she had been confused by the budding love and easily threw that little suspicion out of her mind.

However, another soul that had lived for 10000 years was hidden in the body of the great Grandmaster of heavenly Yin. Even though he had spent most of his time in a deep sleep, Meng Luo's insight was far superior to his.

Regardless of whether it was in terms of skill or bearing, he was certain that the Ling Wushang today was not the same person as the Cang Yuan Swordmaster.

In that case, what kind of person was the Cang Yuan Swordmaster? Why did that stinky girl think he was Ling Wushang?

Perhaps it was the reflection of his dying moment, but the great Grandmaster of heavenly Yin suddenly had an idea. Everything that had happened in the thousand Ridge flashed through his mind.

Ling Chuxi! Ling Wushang's younger sister, Ling Chuxi, was the sect master of the Golden core sect and also the sect master of the sword Heart School. Could she be the successor of Cang Yuan?

"I really didn't expect it. I really didn't expect it to be her ..." The great Grandmaster of Tian Yin laughed in a self-deprecating manner. A wisp of blood with pieces of internal organs flowed out of his body from the corner of his mouth.

He finally understood, but there was no point in understanding now. He only regretted not ordering situ Wuying to kill Ling Chuxi when she had just entered the thousand layer Ridge. Otherwise, how would he have ended up like this? What was even more ironic was that he would actually lose his life at the hands of Ling Chuxi's big brother, Ling Wushang.

Under the light of the setting sun, Ling Wushang and Meng Luo went far away. The aura of the great Grandmaster of heavenly Yin was gradually weakening, and his vitality was about to disappear.