Ye Zhaixing cleaned his body and crawled out of the hot spring pool.

"Change your clothes!"

Qin Ji urged with a cold face.

Looking at the extremely exposed clothes on the ground and the rich aroma of powder on it, Ye Zhaixing pointed at his abdomen and said:

"I definitely can't wear your clothes. Can you please help me dry them with spiritual power?"

Qin Ji sneered impatiently, "That's right, just your figure, haha, if you didn't have your good face, how could you have gotten the blessing of coming in here!"

"Blessings? Do the girl really think this is a blessing?"

She asked Qin Ji.

If you rely on a man, you don’t feel ashamed, but rather proud. This three views are tilted to the horizon.

"What do you know! Don't be too slow, hurry up and serve your husband!"

Qin Ji said, using her spiritual power to dry her clothes, and then pushed her forward rudely.

Ye Zhaixing walked slowly, thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

She didn't know where this place was, but at least she was sure that there was only the white-faced scholar and this woman named Qin Ji in this mine.

The white-faced scholar had a high level of cultivation, and even if she returned to her peak period, she might not be able to kill him.

What's more, the injuries inside her were still very serious.

Then I can only attack while it is unprepared.

I soon arrived at the White-faced Scholarship.

As soon as she entered, the white-faced scholar stood up and swept around her face with unscrupulous eyes.

"I know you are a beauty, but I don't know that you can be so beautiful. In this way, I want to cherish the beauty."

He spoke in a slutty tone and his expression was frivolous.

When Qin Ji heard this, her face turned gloomy and she stared at Ye Zhaixing's face jealously.

Ye Zhaixing didn't make a sound, only showed fear and tension.

The white-faced scholar suddenly reached out to touch her face, and she pretended to be frightened and took a big step back.

He laughed instead of anger, as if he was interested:

"It's really like a rabbit, with a pure expression like you, it's rare to see our lower world."

Ye Zhaixing looked up carefully at him and said in fear:

"Where is this place, why am I here? Can you let me go?"

"Hahaha, let's go? Do you believe it or not, you will immediately enter other wolf dens. Those people are not as caring as me. Follow me obediently, maybe I can treat you well."

The white-faced scholar stared at her face and said.

He is so beautiful that he is reluctant to play with such a beautiful face now. If he dies, it would be a pity.

Moreover, if he dedicated her to the big man above, he might have gained a foothold in the upper world.

Thinking of this, he looked at Ye Zhaixing's belly.

"Your belly is really in the way."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, his eyes narrowed, thinking about whether to kill the child in her belly first.

Ye Zhaixing subconsciously covered her stomach. She knew she could not deal with it anymore. She lowered her head and saw a sharp look in her eyes. This man must die.

If she continues to delay, she will have something to do if she doesn’t have any trouble.

"Hiss! It hurts so much!"

Ye Zhaixing covered his stomach and leaned against the wall behind him, his face pale and cold sweat broke out on his head.

The white-faced scholar and Qin Ji both looked at her in surprise. Could it be that she was so scared that she was angry?

"My stomach hurts so much. Is there a doctor here?"

Her lips were bitten out of blood, and she slid down the wall and sat on the ground, with the expression on her face very painful.

In pain, she broke free from the white-faced scholar's spiritual power constraints on her, and then fell down, as if she was curled up together in pain.

When Qin Ji saw this scene, she secretly expected that she would be so painful here.

Although the white-faced scholar had the idea of ​​killing the fetus in her womb directly, he was also worried that he would have a corpse and two lives.

After finally finding such a beauty, her future might be tied to her, and of course she can’t watch her die.

He went up and squatted down, grabbed her wrist and took her pulse.

At this moment, an accident suddenly arose, and the overwhelming fire surrounded the white-faced scholar.

Although this level of strange fire could not burn him to death, it also gave Ye Zhaixing an opportunity to take advantage of it.

She took out the magic axe from the space. This was a semi-divine artifact that the emperor uncle gave her after returning from the Yun family. Unexpectedly, it came in handy so soon.

She also has a magical artifact, a magical sword obtained from Bailihui, but the magical sword takes time to condense the sword intent. Although the semi-divine artifact is not as powerful as the magical artifact, fortunately there is no need to waste time.

In an instant, she gritted her teeth hard, raised her axe and heard a dull sound.

Not enough! The neck bones are not broken!

Come again!

The white-faced scholar who became a fiery man roared "Bitch!" and took out his magic weapon while retreating.

But his speed was affected by the strange fire, and Ye Zhaixing flashed and appeared behind him again.

Bang!

Another axe!

The white-faced scholar's neck was broken, his head was hanging down, and his movements were slowed down for a moment.

Ye Zhaixing seized the opportunity, waved his axe and slashed it in his head!

A head rolled down!

Scream!

The blowing blood squirted her face.

Qin Ji's deafening screams sounded beside her.

But Ye Zhaixing seemed to be unable to hear anything, and there was only a buzzing sound in her ears. She continued to wave her axe and chopped hard on the white-faced scholar's still moving body.

The sound of chopping bones at one after another seemed extremely crazy in the empty mine cave.

Qin Ji reacted from the sudden blood, and hurriedly ran outside.

Ye Zhaixing turned his head, his face covered in blood, and his tone was cold:

"Run? Where to go?"

A cluster of strange fire was bounced out by her, and soon Qin Ji's heart-wrenching shouts came.

Qin Ji's strength is too poor, and the eighth-level alien fire can easily destroy her vitality.

Ye Zhaixing actually thought of giving her life aside, but she didn't know what was going on here. If Qin Ji was let go and she was plotted, the situation she faced would be even worse.

She can't take this risk.

On the ground, the white-faced scholar's body stopped moving. When Zhangxing killed Qin Ji at night, his soul left his body and hid in the corner.

He never thought that he would be plotted by a woman and lose his life because of this.

As long as he is a little cautious, it is impossible for him to let the strange fire burn on his body, but it is too late, only a little late, and it will be a different result!

He had to take revenge, and after he took over others, he would come back to seek revenge on this bitch.

At this time, Ye Zhaixing looked at his soul.

"Bitch, what do you want to do!"

She walked towards him.

At this moment, several strong men suddenly appeared outside, and Ye Zhaixing felt it.

She was slightly panicked, but her hands quickly captured the soul of the white-faced scholar. Before he could struggle, she began to search for the soul.

After she collected all the memories of the White-faced Scholar, her eyes blew out his soul coldly.

"Mr. White-faced Guard, what happened inside? Do you need your help?"

"White-faced man? Why didn't he answer? Otherwise, let's go in and take a look?"

The sound of several people tentatively sounded outside.
Chapter completed!