With the actions of Netherworld, not only Nangong Bufan's face changed drastically, but also Nangong Ling, who was surrounded by Netherworld weapons, also changed his face.

She looked at the cold light in front of her and had almost no time to react, and just saw the cold light getting closer and closer.

She looked a little desperate in her eyes. Are she going to die?

Bang!

Just as the knife in Youming's hand was about to pierce her body, a powerful force came and knocked her out.

puff!

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the blade entering the body came.

"grass!"

Xiao Chen's scolding sounded at the scene with a little twist.

Then, the knife in his hand was mixed with the last power of the "power potion" and swung it out fiercely.

Click!

The sound of a broken bone was heard, and a very big head flew into the air.

"ah!"

As the head flew up, such a sound came from the opened mouth.

Youming stared with his eyes wide, his mouth wide, and his face full of shock.

Especially when he saw the headless body below, his shock was even stronger and he looked familiar?

Is this...it's own body?

Before he could finish his thoughts, his eyes turned dark, and then... he felt that his consciousness was gone.

The moment his consciousness disappeared, he heard a "bang" sound, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Xiao Chen was stunned when he looked at the head of the person who fell to the ground, and died?

You know, just now he just subconsciously cut off Youming's head without thinking!

But in the anger, Wei Ming seemed to have been slower than half a beat.

Or rather, Youming never expected that Xiao Chen would rush up and then use such a knife, and he didn't have time to hide!

His death is a bit cowardly!

Rolling!

After a few rolls on the ground, Youming's head was covered in blood.

Old Man Chen, who was chasing him, stopped and looked at his head on the ground, stunned.

Then, he looked at Xiao Chen again, what's the point?

Nangong Bufan in the distance breathed a sigh of relief, Ling'er was fine!

And he was obviously a little confused about Youming's death!

"ah!"

Xiao Chen was stunned and a severe pain came, making a scream of pain.

A knife was inserted into his stomach.

Although not fatal, it is quite serious.

This is what Youming just stabbed at Nangong Ling, but was blocked by Xiao Chen.

Nangong Ling behind him, with a pale face and a shock.

Just now, she clearly noticed the breath of death!

However, at the moment she was shrouded in death, she was knocked away!

Although she staggered back, a little embarrassed,... the breath of death was gone!

She looked forward, a not-so-burly but slender figure stood in her position just now.

Then... the sound of the knife entering the body sounded.

Almost instantly, she realized that it was the person in front of her who saved her!

If it weren't for him, he would definitely die!

Immediately afterwards, a head flew up, looking at it, it was the Netherworld who was about to kill her!

Her eyes fell on the back in front of her again.

This back is a bit familiar.

Is it him?

The guy she hates?

That guy... took advantage of her?

He saved himself?

Before she could finish her thoughts, she saw Xiao Chen covering her abdomen and slowly falling backwards.

Without thinking, she threw away the long sword in her hand, stepped forward, and hugged Xiao Chen who fell backwards!

"Um?"

Xiao Chen, who had already fallen to the ground, suddenly felt like he fell into a gentle place.

There is no pain, a little warmth, very soft.

Xiao Chen was a little surprised. What was going on?

He endured the pain and turned his head to see it. He was stunned, Nangong Ling?

This girl...will not take the opportunity to take revenge on herself and give herself a sword, right?

Thinking of this, he would rather throw him to the ground: "What, you..."

"Don't talk!"

Nangong Ling interrupted Xiao Chen's words, his voice was far less cold than before. His fair little hand pressed on his wound, trying to help him stop the bleeding.

“Um…”

After being pressed by Nangong Ling, Xiao Chen's mouth twitched in pain, but he felt relieved. It seemed that he didn't want to give him a sword!

Then, he looked at Youming's head and was a little proud. It was worth it to replace his life with this knife!

"Haha, let me stab you...it's so good now!"

"You can still laugh?"

Seeing that Xiao Chen was still laughing, Nangong Ling glared at him, but when he thought of the moment of life and death, he pushed himself out and blocked him, his tone softened again.

"You're lucky, stop laughing."

"Oh, I won't laugh anymore."

Xiao Chen nodded, he was really lucky!

If his sword just now hadn't hit Youming, he might have died!

Youming can open his intestines and break his stomach with just one go!

Although this knife kills Youming, it seems simple, but it is actually very dangerous!

This time, it was the goddess of luck who stood on his side.

But Xiao Chen thought about it, he was always lucky and had a great charm, and the goddess of luck always stood by him.

Feeling the warmth and softness behind her again, Xiao Chen's body relaxed and collapsed in Nangong Ling's arms.

He moved his body and his mouth was raised. He didn't see that this little girl was quite well-known!

Nangong Ling didn't know that Xiao Chen was injured and had so many bad ideas. He just thought that he was uncomfortable in his posture and never thought that he would take the opportunity to take advantage of it.

But Old Man Chen came to the front and looked at Xiao Chen lying in Nangong Ling's arms, and pulled the corner of his mouth. This kid... is really lucky!

"Boy, can't you die?"

Old man Chen looked at the wound on Xiao Chen's abdomen and asked.

"Well, you can't die, but... it's quite serious and can't get up. The remaining battle is up to you, Mr. Chen."

Xiao Chen shook his head, not planning to get up again at all. How comfortable it is to lie in this beauty's arms!

Moreover, with the death of Thors and Netherworld, the Dark Holy See has no chance to turn the tables!

If this is the case, the Dark Holy See can still turn the tables. The Dragon Emperor's people will not have the face and will kill themselves one by one!

"snort!"

Seeing Xiao Chen like this, Old Man Chen knew that he had no big problems and looked at Nangong Ling.

"Ling'er, how are you? Are you injured?"
To be continued...