Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 182
Lingjiu still likes this unexpected feeling.

"Yunbi." She held the handle of the umbrella with her fingers, which was also the handle of a sword, and her thumb rubbed against an uneven spot.Lingjiu looked down and found two words sunken on the brown-black and dark-red mahogany hilt.The font is like a pattern, beautiful and mysterious, it is not written in any of the Lower Three Continents, but Lingjiu recognized its meaning at a glance.

"You really don't give up showing your affection for a moment." Lingjiu teased.

It's just that the corner of her mouth just hooked up, and disappeared without a trace in the next second, her eyes exuded a violent killing intent.

"Song Xiaobai!"

problem occurs!
Lingjiu inserted the Yunbi sword back into the peach blossom umbrella, her footsteps were windy, and regardless of the consumption of spiritual power, she raised her speed to the highest speed and rushed out of the forbidden valley.

The amulet is broken!
Just now, she felt that the protective seal she gave Song Xueyi was broken!
At the beginning, she spent a whole few months carving the small dove and bird wood carving out of century-old peach wood, which is not just a simple ornament.On the wood carving, she carefully carved out the protective formation seals one by one, so that Song Xueyi can put it on her body at all times, which can not only drive away evil spirits and destroy disasters for Song Xueyi, but more importantly, protect Song Xueyi's body at critical times. life.

After gradually understanding the power of this world, Lingjiu believed that the protective seal he had given Song Xueyi could at least resist three moves by an eighth-level warrior, and even a ninth-level warrior might not be able to smash the protective seal in an instant.

"Who else have you contacted?" Lingjiu squeezed the peach blossom umbrella tightly in her hand, and she didn't seem to feel the blood oozing from her injured hand.

The peach blossom umbrella trembled slightly, there was no intention to convey to Lingjiu.

Now that Taohuasan recognizes her as the master, there is no way to lie to her. According to the picture she saw when she recognized the master, Lingjiu also knows that in Wei Yun's plan this time, except for Motaoyuan people and a few masters from Qizhong Hall , and no other masters have been involved in a row.

How many powerful people will the Seventh Palace send for the pride of a small town?Their goal is the envoys of the Four Great Courts and a group of Tianjiao who have not yet grown up. Among the envoys of the Four Great Courts, the most powerful one is the Envoy of Mingxue Court, who is good at swords at the peak of the seventh level. To deal with them, it takes the ninth level of Dzogchen or even stronger Is anyone coming?
A series of analyzes flashed through Lingjiu's mind, making her expression more and more serious.

There is something strange here!

"Soldiers coming!"

The venue of Tianjiao Club, which was very lively before, has now become a purgatory on earth.

The smell of blood mixed with the scent of peach blossoms formed a strange and depressing smell. The people all showed horror, some cried, some hugged each other and trembled, and some rolled their eyes and fell into a coma.

The group of people who survived have regained their sanity, all relying on a fire burning down the wind. The strong smell wafts from the fire, which makes people sick. The people who really vomited really survived .

It's not that the commoners have never thought of escaping, but there are countless phantom formations in the Peach Blossom Forest. After they ran in, it didn't take long before they found that they were either lost, or ran back to the meeting place of the Tianjiao Association, and even more unlucky, they would meet still. Failure to regain sanity is a homicide, thus losing one's own life.

Can't run away, can't beat them, all they can do is stay in the crowd, praying silently, hoping that a miracle will happen and let them escape.

Although the miracle didn't happen, the goal of those killers was obviously not ordinary people like them, but to keep them safe for the time being.

Not far from this group of people, there was a fierce confrontation.

The envoys of the four major academies and the Tianjiao from various towns stayed together, while shadow men surrounded them one by one.

Originally, the Four Courts still had the upper hand, but the appearance of one person broke their advantage.

No one saw how that person appeared, and when he appeared, it was too late for everyone to resist, they could only watch helplessly as the person punched Song Xueyi's heart.

Although this punch was silent, everyone knew it.With this punch, Song Xueyi must have died instantly.

"Stop!" The envoy of Taiheng Court roared, but it was a pity that he could not save him in time.

Liuheyuan kicked the man on the back of the head, but before he could touch the man's hair, he was blocked by an invisible internal force and bounced back.She snorted, almost fell to the ground with leg pain, and shouted with her eyes wide open: "Who are you?! This kind of strength...it's rare for a warrior of the ninth floor!"

As soon as the evaluation of the ninth-level warrior came out, everyone took a deep breath.

The envoy of Mingxue Academy, who was about to come to the rescue, stopped immediately, but seeing Song Xueyi, a peerless genius, die like this, he couldn't bear it and was even more reluctant, and shouted loudly with a glimmer of hope: "He is Alchemist, a genius alchemist who can refine elixir!"

The expression of the man in black changed for a moment, but his fist could no longer be contained.

boom--

Under everyone's horrified eyes, the fist hit Song Xueyi's left atrium.

"Huh?" The man in black snorted softly.

The onlookers couldn't help but be stunned.

In sight, Song Xueyi quickly took a few steps back, and Wu You and Xia Yan also reflected and stood in front of him.

what happened?

At first, they were worried or regretful or unwilling to think that Song Xueyi would die, but seeing that Song Xueyi was fine, everyone couldn't help but wonder.

Why is he fine?The man in black exhausted all his strength with that punch, and it clearly hit him.

"Interesting." The man in black smiled.His rough gaze, which seemed to have countless saw blades, scanned Song Xueyi's body, and finally stopped at the purse hanging on his waist, "It must be the things in it that saved you."

Song Xueyi's eyes were half downcast, and her pale pink lips were slightly pursed.Although his expression didn't change much, anyone who saw him knew that he was angry.

With his fingers, he lightly squeezed the purse hanging around his waist, and the firmness that he could feel in the past has disappeared.He knew that the items in the purse had been broken into a pool of sawdust, and there were not even pieces of it.

"Listen to them, you are a genius alchemist?" The man in black couldn't kill anyone with one blow, and he didn't seem anxious at this moment.His leisurely posture made the people present feel that he didn't pay attention to everyone at all, as if wanting to kill them was as simple as trampling an ant to death.

It is precisely because of this mentality that the man in black is able to joke with Song Xueyi like a cat teasing a mouse, "As a pharmacist, you always have some good medicine on you, right? Take it out and show it to me, if it catches my eyes , it’s not impossible to spare your life.”

Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of menace and persecution.

Song Xueyi calmly stretched her hand into her sleeve, and when she stretched out her hand again, there were two pills in her hand.

(End of this chapter)