"Swoosh--"

At the same time, a sharp sound of breaking through the air approached from behind Luo Jiu.

Luo Jiu did not look squinting, and his movements were not slowed down, and he still maintained the attack. The other party obviously did not expect that Luo Jiu would not defend at all in order to deal with his prince. He immediately felt nervous, "Let's wait!"

"Slow down."

When he made a sound, Luo Jiu had already appeared behind Ning Jing. At the same time, a sharp silver needle had already pointed at Ning Jing's slender jade-white neck, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air successfully turned into air in front of Ning Jing's eyes.

A figure appeared in the air, his expression slightly tightened, "Criminal..."

"If you dare to move, I will let your prince die immediately."

Luo Jiu's tone was cold and thick, and the silver needle in his hand was even more cold under the night.

"Big shopkeeper..." But from the beginning to Ning Jing's posture did not change for a moment, as if he was not nervous at all. Then he spoke softly, "Don't you know, I've never had much time?"

"Ha..." Luo Jiu sneered, "The prince is indeed not long, but I don't mind sending you to the West as soon as possible."

"Hehe..." Ning Jing smiled faintly again, and the smile seemed to reach the chest, and she was still a little happy. "The shopkeeper really has strong internal strength. It seems that you took the action of the needle at the chicken shop that day."

Luo Jiu did not refute. Anyway, Ning Jing couldn't see her face, nor could she guess that she was Luo Jiu. After all, Luo Jiu was crazy and looked unscrupulous. She was definitely not inferior to her, who was very skilled in martial arts and deeply scheming.

"Yes, the prince has great means to plot against the sky, but Ning Jing, you can think about it, is it you quick to do it, or is it my silver needle fast?"

"Why is the boss so willing to do it? I have a bad intention to deal with the chicken shop."

"Because you are bad." Luo Jiu spoke out bluntly.

The prince seemed to smile, with a long and thick eyebrow covering his eyes. He couldn't see the look under his eyes, but he could see Yurun's cold spirit. "Why don't the big shopkeeper feel strange? Since I found this dilapidated temple, why didn't I break into the chicken farm?"

"You can't get in." Luo Jiu was very confident.

Ning Jing paused and nodded, "I understand some of the five elements, too."

"I know too little." Luo Jiu said.

Ning Jing stopped talking now.

But Luo Jiu suddenly stopped his voice and looked outside the temple. In the distance, there was a faint and dense sound of footsteps coming.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the person in front of the prince suddenly stopped talking. He just stared at Luo Jiu's hand and prepared to prepare for the opportunity.

"Hei San, don't be nervous."

Ning Jing's tone was gentle, and he suddenly realized that he was on the line of life and death.

Luo Jiu ignored him now.

"Hahaha..." At this moment, a loud laugh appeared, and more than a dozen strong and bloodthirsty men in black came over the front, hugging a young man wearing a face towel, and at the end, they were still escorting a very serious injury.

Five cents!

Luo Jiu's heart tightened slightly, and the man's laughter, figure, and voice... were so familiar.

"The prince is indeed extremely punctual."

The laughing man behind him waved his hand behind him, and everyone stopped and guarded him strictly.

The man was not in a hurry to see Ning Jing being captured by Luo Jiu, but he was very happy, "But I said to Prince, look, you have been captured in your hands, how can we cooperate?" As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed behind him, "The manager of the chicken farm is already in my hands."

"But the boss of the chicken farm is holding the life of this prince, so if I don't have a life, how can I tell you the information about the Ghost King Luo family?"

Um?

Luo Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly.
Chapter completed!