Jing Chengkong's pursuit was extremely fierce, and he looked like he would not give up until he teared Ye Zixiao apart. However, just as his bloody energy was clawed and he teared out one hole after another on Ye Zixiao's body, his body suddenly stiffened, covering his mouth and spitting out a large mouthful of black blood.

Jing Chengkong wiped his mouth and wanted to suppress the fishy desire in his throat to chase, but after taking two steps, he suddenly became soft and his knees fell to the ground, and he spit out mouthfuls of black blood. Even the capillaries in his eyes began to burst, and blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

Ye Zixiao stood still panting and frowned and said, "It would be fine if you just practice blood cultivation, but you practice both Jing's martial arts and blood cultivation. The two are incompatible and used one after another in the same battle. It is already a great good fortune to not destroy your tendons and veins."

Jing Chengkong was too young and had insufficient combat experience. He wanted to protect his face. At first, he wanted to use the Jing family's martial arts to justify defeat Ye Zixiao, but he couldn't take it for a long time. In addition, he was angry and used blood to practice evil methods. As a result, the Yin and Yang Qi in his body collided, and the tendons and veins could not withstand this instantaneous change of successive and reversal, and his body collapsed.

If Jing Chengkong gave up his family's face from the beginning, used blood to practice evil methods, or suppressed his anger, and used Jing's martial arts to exhaust it to the end, the situation might be very different, but now, he has lost the chance of victory.

"Trouble, trouble, are you a fucking man?" Jing Chengkong stood up from the ground staggeringly. The blood on the tip of his claws became more and more violent, but his face was pale. It was obvious that the blood cultivator had consumed too much essence and blood, and his tendons and veins were damaged. His voice became extremely hoarse, and he only spit out two words, "Come again!"

"I want to die, right? I'll help you!" Ye Zixiao easily avoided the shaking claw attack, and her legs wrapped around her to destroy the balance of the lower plate. The two of them rolled up and down to the ground, and then attacked the black tiger and attacked Jing Chengkong's chest with his heart, swearing to give him a myocardial infarction.

When Ye Zixiao attacked Zhongjing Chengkong's chest vigorously, he was suddenly stunned, then he looked shocked, and he got up in a hurry, took five steps back, and froze in place.

Ye Zixiao opened his eyes wide and stared at Jing Chengkong who was lying on the ground. He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Under the astonished gaze of everyone, he said three words: "I admit defeat."

If you fight to the death, you will never surrender or stop until you die. Ye Zixiao surrenders, and the fight to the death will naturally end.

Everything that happened before was expected by Mo Gu, but the ending was not. She walked up in confusion and asked, "What's going on?"

Ye Zixiao touched his nose awkwardly, lowered his voice and said to Mo Gu: "Female."

Mo Gu Xiuxiu frowned: "How do you know?"

Ye Zixiao's expression became even more awkward. He stretched out his hand and made a kneading shape.

Mo Gu then remembered the chest he had just started. She took Ye Zixiao forward, stared at Jing Chengkong who was struggling in the pool of blood, and muttered: "Who are you? Don't you call yourself the third son of the Jing family?"

Jing Chengkong climbed up from the ground with difficulty and said extremely weakly: "My master...the third son of the Jing family...jing Chengkong..."

Mo Gu grabbed the back of his head and said in confusion: "No... I remembered what you said. The man from the Jing family died in the first year of the Colonial Destruction. Where did the young master come from?"

Mo Gu's official reacted quickly and went to mobilize information early. Soon after, he ran over and whispered in Mo Gu's ear: "This man is not the third son of the Jing family. The third son Jing Chengkong died in the first year of the first year. When the body was found, a two-year-old girl was found in his arms."

Mo Gu conceived in his mind for a while, nodded, and said to Jing Chengkong: "Jing Chengkong, the third son of the Jing family, is your brother, are you here to challenge him by using the name of your brother? What's your name?"

"My little master, the third son of the Jing family! Jing Chengkong staggered and picked up the dead flag not far away, inserted into Ye Zixiao's direction, and said hissing, "The tiger in Jiangnan...comes again!"

The information of the affairs officer will not go wrong. Jing Cheng, the third son of the Jing family, died if he died. There will be no plot like falling off the cliff and dying, not to mention that the bodies have been found.

The person in front of him called himself Jing Chengkong, and there was only one possibility. She was the girl who was kept under Jing Chengkong back then. Later, she inherited her brother's will and gave up the red makeup and dressed as a man. She even abandoned her real name. She borrowed the name of her elder brother to survive in the world, resurrected the name of "Three Young Masters of the Jing family". She also practiced the Jing family's martial arts and blood-cultivated evil techniques with her daughter, and carried the only banner of the descendants of the Jing family.

A weak daughter, but she has learned the Jing family's martial arts, which are famous for her masculinity, and can master the evil blood cultivation methods with completely different attributes at the same time. I am afraid that only she herself knows how much blood and tears there are.

If it is placed in a peaceful and prosperous era, this is the pearl in the palm of your hand, and the genius is a genius. But in this chaotic era of swords and iron horses, a girl who doesn’t even have his own name becomes the third son of the Jing family. She lives in the name of others, and all the fate of the family is pressed on one person. How many people can taste the desolation and loneliness in this?

Ye Zixiao is not the kind of gentleman who doesn't beat girls. But he thought that he used a move to attack the crotch when he was fighting just now and kicked the other party out of blood. He couldn't help but touch his nose awkwardly and said dryly: "No, I admit defeat. You have won, why are you still fighting?"

"Bah... I don't need your charity!" Jing Chengkong, please call her Jing Chengkong for now. The girl spat on the ground, held the flag tightly and shouted, "Come on, Jiangnan tiger, today you or I die!"

Ye Zixiao's expression was even more unfair than Dou E: "If you want to fight the tigers in Jiangnan, what's the matter with me, Ye Zixiao?!"

Mo Gu also came forward and said, "I've really found the wrong person."

Jing Chengkong was stunned. It was understandable that Ye Zixiao lies, but there was no reason for a major general with a rank of Mo Gu.

Jing Chengkong was silent for a long time, took back the Douqi, and said coldly: "Where is the real Jiangnan tiger?"

"Little girl... OK, don't look at me like this, please call you young master, right? I said, "The third master, you really don't mess with the tiger in Jiangnan. You're so hard to beat me..." Seeing Jing Chengkong glaring, Ye Zixiao grabbed his head impatiently, "Hey, I look down on you, I mean...tsk, why can't I explain it clearly..."

When Ye Zixiao was frustrated, Mo Gu walked up, grabbed Jing Chengkong's hand, moved him away from the Douqiu, and said silently: "Recover first. If you die, no one will remember the third son of the Jing family again."

Jing Chengkong's eyes changed, and after a long silence, she returned to silence. When she closed her eyes, she could no longer hold on to her tired body and collapsed.

Mo Gu took Jing Chengkong with the flow, picked her up and put her in Ye Zixiao's arms.

Ye Zixiao looked confused: "No, what do you mean?"

"I kicked my chest down and touched my chest. I will be responsible for the person I messed with." Mo Gu patted Ye Zixiao's arm and joked, "Remember to invite me to have a wedding."

Ye Zixiao: "?"
Chapter completed!