Wild beast war god

Although Sikong Jing didn't care about Lao Ling's contempt, it was impossible not to fight back if he actually attacked him.

And now, there is no need to give Weng Ting face.

Could it be that Old Ling wants to destroy him, so he can't fight back?

At this time, Old Ling stared at the approaching crossbow with eyes like a fighting cock, and said fearfully: "Little waste, what are you going to do?"

With a sneer, Sikong Jingli ignored Old Ling.

Instead, he looked at the shocked Weng Ting across from him and asked again: "Senior Sister Weng, now your old dog is not only barking, but also opening its mouth to bite me. Can you also give me an explanation?"

Sikong Jing's tone became very rude...

Perhaps in the eyes of everyone before, Sikong Jing could only act as a younger brother even if he was invited, because he had only arrived in Shaker City not long ago, and because he was the weakest in the realm and was a non-combatant, but Sikong Jing had no consciousness of being a younger brother at all. .

He doesn’t need to be a younger brother!

When Weng Ting heard this, the shock on her face became more intense.

What Sikong Jing used just now was exactly the kind of movement technique used to restrain his own fighting body. What's even more incredible is that he actually avoided the old spirit's attack, and now he still holds the life of the old spirit in the Shadow Realm in his hands. .

In vain, Weng Ting's eyes fell on the corpse of Shi Yu killer at her feet.

To be honest, Weng Ting didn't quite believe that Sikong Jing killed four killers alone just now, but now she completely believes it.

Even the old spirit can kill with two arrows. Is it strange to kill four killers?

Thinking of this, Weng Ting took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Sikong Jing and said, "Junior Brother Sikong, I'm very sorry... I didn't tie up this old dog, so he let it bark and bite randomly."

Even if Duanmuchun had repeatedly promised before, even if Sikong Jing had the ability to restrain himself, he was still just a younger brother in Weng Ting's eyes, but this gift proved that Weng Ting no longer dared to treat him as just a younger brother.

He is qualified to live with himself as an equal.

The next moment, Lao Ling's eyes widened and he roared: "Miss, I am an old man in the family. Do you dare to call me an old dog?"

The anger in his heart!

A junior like Weng Ting must give her enough respect, even if she is a eldest lady, even if she is the strongest genius in the family.

Weng Ting ignored the old Ling and continued: "Junior Brother Sikong, you have also seen that this old dog cannot be leashed because of his seniority in my family, and he has no respect for my family."

"I don't mean to look down on Junior Brother Sikong at all."

"But I admit that I have the intention to test Junior Brother Sikong and even some foreign players. I believe Junior Brother Sikong won't blame me, right?"

Weng Ting said these words with great sincerity, giving Sikong Jing the explanation he wanted.

Sikong Jing nodded lightly and asked with a smile: "I wonder if there are other dogs in Senior Sister Weng's family. I don't want to be chased and bitten by dogs before the battle for the soul has begun."

"If there are any more, I think I have to reconsider Senior Sister's invitation."

This was the truth. Si Kongqian didn't want to have enemies in front of him, and he also had to deal with the dog bites from the old man's family behind him. That would be too troublesome.

Obviously, Weng Ting's authority in her family is not strong enough.

However, at this time, Old Ling shouted again: "You still consider your mother, it is your honor to be invited by us."

Weng Ting took a deep breath, took a step forward in vain, and then slapped Old Ling hard three times, making him scream...

Then, Weng Ting looked at Sikong Jing again and said, "Junior brother Sikong, can you lend me your crossbow?"

Sikong Jing smiled and handed the crossbow to Weng Ting nonchalantly.

The next moment, amid Old Ling's horrified roar, Weng Ting fired an arrow at each of the latter's limbs. The crossbow arrows pierced into Old Ling's body, causing an earth-shattering scream.

In an instant, all Old Ling's limbs were nailed to death.

Slowly retracting the crossbow, Weng Ting apologized again: "Junior Brother Sikong, I'm sorry that I can't kill this old dog. I can only teach him a lesson for the time being. This is my explanation for you now."

"I will take him back to my family and hand him over to my grandfather, the head of the old man's family, and he will handle it. If my grandfather doesn't have a good attitude towards you, I will personally send you back to Shake Luan City."

"At the same time, I will also refuse to fight in my family's battle to seize the soul."

Weng Ting's words were decisive, and her eyes still held the deepest sincerity.

Regarding this, Sikong Jing finally said with approval: "Okay, as long as I can participate in the battle to seize the soul, I will definitely go all out."

This is Sikong Jing's principle of reciprocating love in return.

With Sikong Jing's promise, Weng Ting let out a sigh of relief, then called the servants in Lao Weng Ling's Manor, knocked out the housekeeper Lao Ling, and summoned a divine shuttle ship to throw it aboard.

Finally, Weng Ting gave the order to imprison Lao Ling on the Shenshuo ship.

After it was done, Weng Ting looked at the foreign aid and said, "I'm sorry for wasting everyone's time. Let's go."

However, at this moment, Xiao Qibo said quietly: "Senior Sister Weng, I think I won't go."

As soon as these words came out, Weng Ting looked at Xiao Qibo coldly.

She thought about Xiao Qibo's previous contempt for Sikong Jing, and even slandered and lied about him.

With even colder eyes, Weng Ting said: "Junior Brother Xiao, you..."

"Senior sister, there is no need to persuade me. It is impossible for me to accept your invitation again and participate in the battle to seize the soul with such a sluggish person. I am afraid that no one will collect the body even if I die." Xiao Qibo said coldly, with a threatening look.

puff……

At this moment, Hua Meixi couldn't help laughing, and she suddenly became charming.

Also laughing out loud was Zhang Duiyin, whose round face was full of mockery: "Are you sure, or are you holding back?"

This question made Xiao Qibo stunned, and his face gradually turned red.

Sikong Jing had killed four killers, and had just killed an old spirit at the Shadow Realm level with just one crossbow. Now it seemed very inappropriate to say that he was holding back, or... it was a slap in the face every time he said it!

Without any words, Sikong Jing blew away his braggadocio.

Bastard, bastard!

However, Xiao Qibo could only roar and insist: "It's just a hindrance. He just used the crossbow to sneak attack the killer. It's useless against the spirit shadow on the soul-stealing battlefield!"

"Moreover, he actually walked away when I was attacked by a killer..."

"He doesn't know what unity is. It's impossible for me to fight side by side with this kind of companion who only stabs people in the back."

Xiao Qibo's irrational words suddenly made everyone understand.

It seems that he met Sikong Jing and asked for help while despising him, so he became so targeted and angry.

Damn it, how is it possible for you to insult others and at the same time ask them to help you become a killer?

Xiao Qibo didn't know what everyone was thinking, so he stared at Weng Ting and said seriously: "Senior Sister Weng, let me put my words here, with him or without me."

As he spoke, he raised his head and chest and sneered.

Weng Ting stared at him seriously, then shrugged and nodded, "Okay, then go back!"