Wild beast war god

"How come this little bitch didn't kneel down and beg Senior Sister Bi Xian even though she knew she was going to lose and be embarrassed?" Just at this moment, a woman named Wu Nian spoke in a low voice, a little confused about Sikong Ling's actions.

"Haha, maybe she has figured it out."

The second woman smiled and said: "She has now understood that it is useless to curry favor with us, or maybe she is using this method to win the sympathy of Senior Sister Bi Xian, so that Senior Sister thinks she is very brave and calls her back. "

The third woman, Wu Nian, nodded immediately after hearing this, but laughed sarcastically.

"It's just a joke. She doesn't look at which disciple she is, or what kind of skills we practice. We have long thrown away such useless things as compassion."

Listening to these words, Bi Xian's mood obviously improved a lot.

I also think that Sikong Ling is not firm or anything, he is just trying to win her sympathy.

So Bi Xian smiled softly and said coldly: "Lu Shan will definitely humiliate Wang Ge crazily if he stays for a while... Remember, wait until he has been humiliated to a certain extent before admitting defeat. Don't you understand so quickly?"

When the girls heard this, they nodded their heads to show that they understood that they wanted to make Wangge extremely embarrassed.

After all, it was the Lord Changqing who was losing face, so what did it have to do with them?

Anyway, they will be able to get their face back when the showdown in the Spiritual Realm takes place, so what are they afraid of?

Most of the women present were from the sect leader's lineage. When they came, the sect leader had promised that the Changqing lineage would leave a huge shame in Wanbing City and that the Taoist heart of the Changqing Venerable would not be so stable.

"Ok?"

Just when the girls were sneering, someone suddenly noticed that Sikong Ling suddenly stopped and stopped motionless in front of the battle mask. He quickly shouted: "Wang Ge, why are you stopping? Why don't you go in?"

The second woman shouted again: "You really want to win the sympathy of Senior Sister Bi Xian. It's useless. You must go to war now."

Their voices were vicious.

In the eyes of the girls, since Si Kong Ling stopped in front of the mask, it was just as they just analyzed. In fact, she just wanted to gain sympathy in this heroic way.

However, Sikong Ling did not react at all, because her eyes were already attracted by the man walking in front of her.

She had no idea what the women behind her were shouting, and her mind was buzzing.

She stopped, of course, not because of the sympathy or concealment of Bi Xian and other women, but because she seemed to be in a dream now, because the man walking towards her was none other than her brother Sikong Jing.

Sikong Ling's tears were almost uncontrollable, and her eyes were immediately dazzled. She didn't know if she was suddenly dazzled.

At this time, Sikong Jing walked towards Sikong Ling step by step.

Finally he stopped in front of Si Kong Ling and said softly: "Don't cry, brother is here!"

Sikong Ling's whole body was shaking wildly. It wasn't because she was dazzled, not at all... because this was her brother's voice.

At this moment, Si Kong Ling wanted to throw herself into her brother's arms.

But she held it back because she suddenly thought of the name "Sikong Buhu", and she thought that the Wu Nian Holy Sect would never allow her brother to exist in its own world.

She also thought about Yinhenzi's death.

At this moment, Si Kong Ling has completely confirmed that her brother is indeed the Sikong Buwang that the Venerable Changqing said, and he is not a little handyman at all, he just used his identity as a little handyman to kill him. Just a grudge.

My brother must have known that his arm was chopped off by Yinhenzi.

So he tried his best to avenge himself!

Just like when he tried his best to trick and kill his master Mo Ci in Dongyuan Northland.

As the young sect leader of the Wangyou Sect in Dongyuan North, Si Kong Ling is not as fragile as she appears on the surface. She is also the younger sister of the invincible god general Sikong Jing. Like Sikong Jing, she can be absolutely calm at a certain moment.

She frantically resisted the urge to throw herself into her brother's arms because she couldn't harm him.

Otherwise, all the Bixian girls will do is... surround and kill their brother!

"Don't be afraid, brother is here." Sikong Jing looked at his sister who was holding back her impulse before speaking softly.

His heart still hurt very much, because he could see the changes in his sister's heart in an instant. In order not to harm himself, no matter how many grievances and impulses she had, she still held it back.

And Ling'er is still just a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Therefore, Sikong Jing continued to speak softly.

"Ling'er, don't worry about your brother's current situation."

"As long as you want, my brother can take you far away now, or tear everything in front of you to pieces."

When Sikong Ling heard this, her whole body trembled wildly, and the suppressed impulse almost collapsed, but it condensed again in an instant, and the image of her brother turning into a terrifying humanoid monster immediately flashed in her mind.

She knew that her brother was telling the truth, that he could tear everything in front of her into pieces.

As long as he turns into a terrifying monster again, as long as he lets go of everything and throws himself into his brother's arms, he will turn into a monster and carry him away like he did when he fought against the Soul Dynasty in Dongyuan Northland...

But, absolutely not!

Although Sikong Ling didn't know why her brother could turn into a monster, she knew that his brother in that state was very, very dangerous. In order to restore his human form, he cut off an arm alive.

So Sikong Ling shook her head firmly, still holding back the tears, her little face showing determination.

Seeing this, Sikong Jing took another deep breath.

Then he asked again: "Then brother, let you win this battle first and slap those who look down on you in the face, okay?"

As soon as these words came out, Sikong Ling's eyes suddenly lit up and she finally nodded heavily.

She still didn't know why her brother was so confident, but she just believed that he could do it. If she could win the next battle with Beiminghanshan Lushan, it would naturally make any plans of Bi Xian and others come to nothing.

Just at this moment, the voices of the girls of the Wu Nian Holy Sect came from behind.

"Wang Ge, what the hell are you doing?"

"Who is the man in front of you? What are you talking about? Why don't you hurry up and fight to the death?"

"Man, why are you blocking our Junior Sister Wangge?"

The last words were naturally directed at Sikong Jing, because it was he who blocked Si Kong Ling.

Of course, only Sikong Ling heard what Sikong Jing said just now, so no one knew what he was talking about.

At this time, Lu Shan's voice came from behind Sikong Jing: "Wu Nian Holy Sect, what the hell are you doing? If you don't dare to fight, just give up. Today is such a grand event. We, Beiming Han Mountain, won't fight with you girls." They are generally knowledgeable.”

Because Sikong Jing's back was turned to Lu Shan, the latter failed to recognize him.

Neither Sikong Jing nor Sikong Ling responded to the words around them.

The next moment, Sikong Jing took out a sapphire tube, gently placed it in Si Kong Ling's hand, and then said deeply: "I believe Ling'er will definitely win."