Wei Long lowered his arms: "I don't want this either. You forced me. If you continue to insist on your so-called spirit, then I guarantee that the fate of your other maid will be much more miserable than this."
His face was still gentle, but his eyes were full of coldness. Frustration and uncontrollable anger arose, and he could no longer control his violent impulse.
He does not believe that there are people in this world who cannot be a threat, and he does not believe that there are people who can remain indifferent to the loss of their own lives and those close to them, and still want to maintain the Wuling spirit that is not there.
If the coercion method fails, then use violence, violence to conquer, and attack this strong girl, causing her to completely collapse.
Su Rongrong raised her head and looked at him. There were no tears in her beautiful eyes, only unforgettable hatred: "Wei Long, you beast. From this moment on, you and I are sworn enemies."
Wei Long smiled disdainfully and didn't even bother to answer. When his mind moved, Shui Xia's barely covered clothes instantly shattered into pieces, revealing his naked and delicate body.
His hands gently roamed the girl's breasts, and he smiled gently: "Rong Rong, I am a bad person, but I am not a vulgar bad person, but why, why do you always force me to use me?"
What about the methods you are unwilling to use? If you hate beasts, then I will let many beasts play with your maid in public? And I will force you to see it to the end. I don’t know if your Wuling spirit can support you to see it.
You can still remain calm until the end.”
Shui Xia was imprisoned by him, unable to move at all, and could only suffer the humiliation. She looked at the dead Ming He and Su Rongrong with desperate eyes, and shed tears.
Su Rongrong's body trembled violently, and her face was as pale as paper.
She is not afraid of death and is ready to accept humiliation, but she is only a girl after all. Even if she has seen the despicability of human nature, how can she withstand such cruel torture.
Seeing Shui Xia being humiliated and tortured by countless beasts with your own eyes? That is ten thousand times crueler than death. Even if you just think about it, you will feel like thousands of arrows have pierced your heart.
She did not speak, but her head lowered unconsciously. At this moment, Su Rongrong hated herself extremely and hated that she had no strength.
Wei Long smiled happily. At this moment, he was really happy.
Although he could not force Su Rongrong to submit just now and had to use vulgar violent methods that he had always hated, even Wei Long had to admit that this vulgar violent methods were very effective.
At least it is very effective for girls. No matter how courageous you are, you cannot withstand inhuman torture. The so-called Wuling spirit is just a paper tiger.
His hands slowly traveled over Shui Xia's bumpy and supple skin. Although most men would feel a surge of primitive desire after taking one look at this beautiful body, Wei Long's heart was filled with desolation and he had no idea.
slightest**.
He only has passion for Su Rongrong, and is only interested in torturing Su Rongrong until she collapses. To him, other women only have gender differences.
The purpose of using such methods was to better attack Su Rongrong.
"The initiative is up to you to agree or not to agree. Otherwise, Shui Xia and I have known each other for many years, so naturally I can't bear to have this delicate flower of hers destroyed by others." Wei Long said slowly, watching Su Rongrong lower her head helplessly.
He turned around and seemed to be experiencing the most intense struggle.
Do you have to slander others against your will to ensure the lives of your loved ones, or do you have to endure cruel torture until death?
Wei Long appreciates this kind of human struggle. Especially when he is the master, he feels the joy of being in control of everything.
Su Rongrong still didn't speak, but her trembling shoulders gradually stopped, and she seemed to have thought about it. Or in other words, she had made a decision.
"Rong Rong, have you figured it out? Don't worry. I'm not the kind of man who doesn't pity flowers. I also hate such vulgar and violent methods. As long as you promise me, you will immediately return to your former dignity and luxury..."
Wei Long said gently and authentically.
Suddenly, he paused in his words, and the palm that was still stroking Shui Xia's breasts suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if it was a ball of fire, with an unbearable heat.
Wei Long's face froze and he slowly turned his head.
He saw no longer a naked girl, but a ball of fire, a flame as red as blood.
Inside the flames was Shui Xia's expressionless phantom. The phantom's eyes were filled with infinite hatred, and it suddenly rushed toward him.
Self-destruction! A trace of unbelievable shock flashed across Wei Long's eyes.
He naturally knew this ultimate method for monks and enemies to perish together, but he never dreamed that even a humble maid could use it.
It is common sense not to use self-destruction unless you have great perseverance and wisdom.
How could a little girl have such courage and determination? Wei Long really couldn't understand.
But there was no time to think about the reason. Fortunately, although the self-destruction of the fourth level of supernatural power was shocking, it was still two realms behind him. Even if it was right in front of him, it would not hurt him.
A ray of green light bloomed from his hand and instantly turned into a huge oval-shaped blue light mirror. The blazing flames of Shui Xia's self-destruction just poured out and were completely submerged into the blue light mirror.
Wei Long didn't seem to be struggling, but his expression could not help but become serious. After all, even a sixth-level magical monk couldn't ignore Shui Xia's brutal attack made from life.
Of course, for the sixth level of magical power, there are many better ways, such as getting out of the way instantly, so Shui Xia can only slowly die on his own.
But Wei Long had to take it, otherwise if Shui Xia really exploded, the Yangxin Hall would be blown to pieces immediately, and other monks in Wuling would be attracted, which would be very troublesome.
Although the power of the self-destruction was strong, it only lasted for a few breaths. Soon, only the last few bloody flames remained.
Shui Xia's illusory shadow flickered behind the flames. She glanced at the corpses of Su Rongrong and Ming He on the ground with nostalgia, seemed to sigh slightly, and then disappeared.
This innocent and lively beautiful girl was completely destroyed.
Wei Long breathed a sigh of relief, but there was an indescribable expression on his face, which seemed to be shock, annoyance, and disbelief.
He turned his head and moved his lips, just about to say something.
Suddenly, Su Rongrong raised her head, her beautiful eyes like autumn water were filled with red flames.
Wei Long took a breath of cold air.
He suddenly felt suffocated. He had a hard time trying to swallow, but could not. It seemed that even the air had turned into a burning flame. He took a breath and felt extremely hot.
What is going on... For the first time, a strong man with the sixth level of magical power felt as if he was dazzled, as if he had seen a very unreal illusion.
In other words, Wei Long subconsciously refused to believe in such an illusion.
This was a self-destruction, Su Rongrong's self-destruction. Yes, even though he didn't believe it, he still saw the scene he least wanted to see.
Wei Long couldn't understand it. He couldn't tell you how many times he couldn't understand it.
It's okay for a girl to blow herself up. After all, she can't stand the humiliation, but why, why, a pampered young lady can blow herself up? When did the ultimate method of self-destruction appear among monks one after another?
Su Rongrong walked up step by step, her voice had changed, as if she came from another world, with an indescribable sense of wandering: "I know you don't understand, and you can't understand it. Let me tell you, this is the spirit of Wuling.
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The Wuling spirit means that when you are threatened and insulted that you cannot resist, you still have the last right to self-destruct.
Wei Long's whole body was shocked. He suddenly stretched out his hands and pressed Su Rongrong's shoulders. He released the sixth level of magical power for the first time, suppressing the life force that Su Rongrong was about to collapse.
"You can't die, at least, right now, you can't die, I won't allow you to die!" He yelled with all his strength, and clear light kept pouring out of his hands, extinguishing the increasingly hot red flames on his hands.
The fifth-level magical power monk has condensed the golden elixir, which is completely different from the fourth-level magical power. If it self-destructs, it can only be described as terrifying. It is enough to pose a huge threat to him, a sixth-level magical power monk.
If Su Rongrong cannot be stopped, not to mention the entire Yangxin Palace, even Wuling may be affected.
No matter what, Su Rongrong must be suppressed.
All training, oppression, blows, complacency, doubts, and all the excitement and failure emotions were all thrown away without a trace.
For the first time in his life, Wei Long went all out to deal with the three girls and did not dare to neglect at all.
From the moment he stepped into the palace with ease and felt that everything was under control, to the current life and death crisis, Wei Long suddenly felt like he had an unreal dream. He never thought that he would be forced by three girls.
to this point.
Fortunately, Su Rongrong had just used self-destruction, and it had only begun to burn life, and had not reached the critical point of being irrepressible. Otherwise, if it were delayed for a few more breaths, the self-destruction would be irreversible, and even Wei Long would have no choice but to run away.
His soul continued to bless him with power, turning into a pure and neutralizing power that countered Su Rongrong's life-burning self-destruction power.
After all, the sixth level of magical power was extremely powerful. Under Wei Long's full suppression, soon, the bloody light in Su Rongrong's eyes gradually faded away, and a clear color appeared again.
Wei Long just breathed a sigh of relief when his expression suddenly changed. Su Rongrong's expression did not change, and her eyes suddenly turned blood red quickly, and even faster than before.
Was she determined to die together? Wei Long was frightened and angry, and the power of his spiritual thoughts came out again, suppressing the fiery breath.
But as long as Wei Long relaxes a little and relaxes his strength, Su Rongrong's self-destruction power will continue to be activated.
It's like an inextinguishable fire. As long as there is a chance, sparks will burst out, showing the potential of starting a prairie fire.
What kind of strong hatred is needed to make a pampered girl determined to die and lead to self-destruction without hesitation again and again?
For the first time in his life, Wei Long felt regretful. Perhaps he shouldn't have killed Ming He so easily, nor should he have been so hasty in insulting Shui Xia and giving Su Rongrong too much stimulation.
Sometimes, too much stimulation is not a good thing.
The two were in a stalemate, Wei Long watched her eyes change from blood red to clear, and then from clear to blood red again and again. He felt really helpless, but he still couldn't really kill her.