At that moment, Su Ying nodded with tears.

Lin Lang felt happy and showed a happy smile on his face: "You, did you agree? Alas, it's just a pity that I still call you Sister Su Ying in this life. I... I'll go first."

Lin Lang shouted: "It's better to break yourself off than letting the dog thief kill me! My wife, I'll take the lead."

After saying that, Lin Lang wanted to commit suicide, but there was nothing on his body that could commit suicide.

Seeing Aji still wandering in front of him, Lin Lang felt angry and thought to himself: "Baola, you just threw me, you lifted me up and threw me out, otherwise there would be no such thing as birds."

Lin Lang shouted loudly: "Wife Su Ying, a real man should not be sacrificed in vain. Before he dies, I will resist and take one away!"

Lin Lang thought that he couldn't die anyway, so he called Su Ying's wife a few more words to take advantage of it.

He could not beat Aji, so he could only cover his head and rush towards Aji.

He has been good at observing words and expressions since he was a child, and he can see clearly the faces of all personnel. At present, the White-Faced Poison King looks at his eyes. If he fights Aji, what will the White-Faced Poison King do?

Lin Lang rushed towards Aji, and Aji slashed down with a knife.

Sure enough, the White-Faced Poison King roared: "Stop it, you can't kill him, and you must not kill him."

Aji stopped immediately.

Lin Lang hit him head-on and hit Aji's chest.

Bang!

Lin Lang felt as if he had hit a stone, and his head hurt so much.

He hugged his head with both hands and thought to himself, "Why is this damn guy so hard?"

Aji showed a slight anger on his face, but he did not dare to violate the master's order. He never slashed at Lin Lang.

Lin Lang became even more presumptuous, raised his hand and slapped Aji in the face: "Beat you to death, the Revolutionary Army will never admit defeat!"

He actually didn't know what the Revolutionary Army slogans were, and he was shouting and screaming there.

But what I thought to myself was: "Beat you to death and let you throw me away just now. Come on, you can throw another one to try!"

He slapped him five or six times in a row, causing blue veins to swell on Aji's face, as if he had reached the limit of patience.

Lin Langxin said: "This guy is really tolerant. It seems that he is very afraid of that old man with white face! I'll slap him a few more to see when he can tolerate it."

Lin Lang raised his hand and made a gesture and was about to take a picture.

Suddenly, someone was holding his body, but the White-Faced Poison King grabbed his hand, turned him over, looked at his belly button carefully, and said casually: "Just leave this kid to me, you go and kill those two!"

Aji had just been slapped seven or eight times by Lin Lang. His face was red and purple. A trace of blood was slapped on the corners of his mouth. The blue veins on his forehead burst out, and there was no place to vent his anger.

Just after receiving the order from his master, Aji walked up to Su Ying angrily.

"The master doesn't let that kid kill you, that kid calls you wife, haha, you are such a pretty girl, it's a pity to kill you."

After saying that, Aji took out a bottle of light yellow liquid from his body, opened the bottle cap, and there was thick smoke.

"I want to see if this bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid is poured on your face. After you are disfigured, will that kid still recognize you as his wife!"

Aji showed a hideous smile, held the bottle tightly, and splashed it on Su Ying's face.

Su Ying held her two swords tightly and was ready to fight at any time.

Zhao Dazhuang roared angrily: "Su Ying, Brother Lin Lang is right! We can't die here for nothing, wait for death, even if we want to die, we will die in battle!"

Zhao Dazhuang remembered Lin Lang just now, and before his death, he rushed up to beat Aji desperately. This courage is hard to see in ancient and modern times. Zhao Dazhuang admired him deeply and reflected on himself. He should take Lin Lang as an example!

Before Lin Lang joined the Revolutionary Army, he could go up to Aji to fight desperately without regard for life and death.

I am even more ashamed of being a member of the Revolutionary Army!

Thinking of this level, Zhao Dazhuang didn’t know where he got the courage. No matter what life and death, he would resist to the end today!

Zhao Dazhuang took out a giant axe from his back, clasped his hands tightly, and condensed a huge amount of energy.

"The second sequence, powerful attack energy! [Blasting Slash]"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Dazhuang's giant axe flashed red light, and a vast wave of energy gushed out. The giant axe slashed at Aji's head, and axe slashed Aji in half.

Concentrated sulfuric acid fell to the ground and spilled all over the ground, leaving half a bottle left.

Su Ying watched the thick sulfuric acid on the ground drip on the grass. The originally tender grass instantly turned black and finally turned into a pool of thick water, which was extremely terrifying.

It is hard to imagine that if the concentrated sulfuric acid was poured on my face just now, it would be a trivial matter, and I am afraid it would be a death toll.

"Su Ying, why are you still standing there? Let's go and save brother Lin Lang."

After saying that, Zhao Dazhuang grabbed the giant axe and slashed at the White-Faced Poison King.

The White-Faced Poison King hugged Lin Lang intently, but he didn't pay attention for a moment. When the axe was only half a meter away from him, the White-Faced Poison King reacted. At the critical moment, he suddenly swung his right punch to block it.

The huge red striking hit the white-faced poison king's golden ring.

With a bang, sparks flew everywhere.

Zhao Dazhuang took two steps back to offset the remaining force, and sighed in his heart: "What a strong power! I controlled the powerful attack energy, but it was actually bounced away by him."

Su Ying said: "Uncle Zhao's powerful attack energy has been controlled to the level of the third grade of junior high school, but it was bounced away by him. The strength of the White-Faced Poison King is probably at the level of the sixth grade or even the first grade of the junior high school."

In the distance, Lin Lang heard what was in a fog and muttered in his heart: "What are the third or sixth graders of the lunar calendar? I can hear it for no reason."

But from that, it should be the difference in the strength of the two fighting.

Lin Lang has no energy anyway, although he doesn’t know their strength, according to the current situation, Lin Lang knows one thing anyway: three revolutionary armies can’t beat a white-faced old ghost.

He didn't know what the strength was, but he knew that the white-faced old ghost was really strong. This time, he was so strong that Su Ying and Zhao Dazhuang could not cover him.

If I were caught by this old and white-faced ghost, I'm afraid my life will be even worse in the future.

"However, this old white-faced ghost won't kill me. I can't die for a while, so I have to worry about my wife Su Ying."

Thinking of this, Lin Lang shouted: "Su Ying, Zhao Dazhuang, you two should run away quickly! I'll hold this white-faced old ghost, you can run away quickly."

After saying that, Lin Lang didn't know where the courage came from. He hugged the White-Faced Poison King's waist tightly with his hands, and kept his nerves, trying to hold him back.

The White-Faced Poison King snorted: "Little Devil, it seems that if I don't kill these two people, you won't follow me wholeheartedly! Well, you little devil can't escape. I'll swatter those two annoying flies to death first!"

Speaking of this, the White-Faced Poison King picked up Lin Lang and threw it out. Then his palms came out together, and purple energy gathered in his sleeves.
Chapter completed!