The villain of rebirth wants to divorce

Chapter 22

Lin Wushuang fell, and the third child didn't feel much better. He turned over, got up and covered the bridge of his nose, nosebleeds meandering down, he covered his nose and said in a muffled voice.

"You kid is cruel enough!"

"Hey, how can you be your boss if you don't want to be ruthless?" Lin Wushuang blinked at him intentionally and innocently.

The angry third child covered his nose and rolled his eyes, and managed to stop the nosebleed.

Now his eyes became serious, and he no longer looked carelessly at Lin Wushuang.

"Boy, can't we get lucky this time?"

"Come on." Lin Wushuang hooked his fingers at him.

The third child, this time I am not talking nonsense. Seeing that Lin Wushuang is getting ready and exerting force under his feet, he feels that he is sinking slightly than the wood on the stage.

Like an arrow leaving the string, he slapped Lin Wushuang's chest straight.

"The speed is not enough!" Ordinary people may see it fast enough, but Lin Wushuang is an immortal cultivator, and he has a mutated wind-type spiritual root, so he can see it clearly.

Lin Wushuang jumped up softly, and the youngest felt a flash in front of his eyes. Lin Wushuang, who was dressed in black, tapped his toes as if nothing, looked down at him and smiled.

"Rampant!" Seeing this, the third child wanted to catch Lin Wushuang with his backhand.

How could Lin Wushuang let him succeed, turned back and avoided his claws.

By the way, he grabbed his belt with both hands, and used the momentum of his body to throw the third child out. Unexpectedly, the third child's foot was very stable. Lin Wushuang didn't throw him, but was thrown to the ground instead.

"Hey boy, let's eat it!" The third child took the opportunity to grab her wrist, and his hands were delicate, not like his big boss: this child's skin is good, just like a bitch!
The third child was stunned, and Lin Wu formed a seal in both hands: Wind and sand swirl!
A gust of sand blows past the eyes of the third child.

"Where did the sand come from?" Lin Wushuang couldn't care less, and pulled out his hand to rub his eyes.

Lin Wushuang took the opportunity to get rid of the control of the third child.

When the third child found out, Lin Wushuang had already escaped from the palm of his hand and lost the opportunity.

Lin Wushuang was also afraid for a while. She didn't expect that the third child had some skills, but she was entrusted with it, and she was even more curious about who the boss here was and how powerful he would be.

Lin Wushuang lay half on his stomach, looking at the third child opposite him like a beast about to prey one by one.

The two were cautiously guarding against each other, silent, no one around dared to be so peaceful, some couldn't help swallowing their saliva, they were too nervous, at this moment, none of them knew what would happen next moment.

Lin Wushuang didn't want to slap them in the face, he had to use his strength to frighten them. It's time to show the difference between a cultivator and a mortal.

"Sword!" Lin Wushuang yelled softly, and a long silver sword came out of a broken window in a room above the wooden building with a "swish", this hand instantly aroused the exclamation of the men around.

"How did he do it? This is the means of immortals!"

"Unbelievable"

Ying Shi and the third child were stunned: Is this still a human being?

With the silver sword in hand, Lin Wushuang rolled up a sword flower and tested the sword's feel.

"come again"

"That's the sword of our boss." The third child once again set a new height for Lin Wushuang's ability and courage.

"It's not bad for me, it's mine from now on!" It was just a sword, Lin Wushuang didn't think much about it.

"No, that's the old man." The third child almost bit his tongue, stopped talking for a while, and then said, "It's a family heirloom handed down from the father of the eldest brother. Unless it's a wife or child, other people have to use the touch at will."

When the third child said this, Lin Wushuang suddenly felt a chill, and felt that the sword in his hand was a little hot!
(End of this chapter)