Guan Zhiyao died. He specialized in killing people and finally died to save others.

He successfully disrupted the trajectory of the flaming blade, but the person who sent out the flaming blade was still alive and well beside him.

Song Cihe kicked Guan Zhiyao's already cold body hard, and said with a ferocious smile: "What's the point of risking your life to save him? Do you think you protected him? I will send him down to accompany you soon!"

"Guan Zhiyao, you fucking bastard!"

This was the second time Lu Linxi cursed these words, but this time, his voice sounded like a roar, full of grief.

To him, Guan Zhiyao has always been his respected elder, and he will never allow Guan Zhiyao's body to be trampled by such an animal after his death.

"I told you, it won't be your turn until later."

After saying this, Song Cihe ignored Lu Linxi and clasped his hands together, a ball of flame gradually gathering in his hands.

He planned to shoot another flaming blade to kill Lu Ping first.

Lu Linxi shouted: "Stop it!"

While talking, he kept trying to pick up the Qian Ji that fell in front of him.

Qianji is now in the form of a crossbow, and there is an ice marble inside. This ice marble is his hope.

But even if he successfully encountered Qianji, he still had to solve a problem.

He simply didn't have the strength to pick up Qianji, and he couldn't pull the trigger either.

After trying for a long time before, he could barely pull Qianji to a position one foot in front of him. Now in a hurry, he had to use up all the strength in his body to try to pull Qianji back. Now, what mechanism is there?

The wear and tear is no longer important. If Qianji's trigger scrapes the pebble on the ground, he may be able to successfully launch it based on the pressure of his body on Qianji. With his previously adjusted rune output ability, he should be able to

Shoot the ice marbles into Song Cihe's body.

Although the fire blade in Song Cihe's hand condensed slowly, in Lu Linxi's eyes, seeing the flame becoming more and more solid, he could not help but become anxious.

He doesn't like Lu Ping's excessive supervision of him, and he doesn't like to follow the path Lu Ping has planned for him, but this does not mean that he will not regard Lu Ping as his father.

He wanted to save his father, but the power of Zui Qiufeng's medicine made it extremely difficult for him to even move. He didn't know how long it would take to hook Qian Ji to the expected position.

He couldn't wait any longer, but he had no choice but to wait.

But just when he was anxious, he felt a chill and suddenly became energetic.

He didn't have the strength to express his gratitude to the person who took action. There was no need to thank each other anymore, but he still thanked Bei Mingxiu in his heart.

…

Bei Mingxiu finally took action.

With his current poor physical condition, Song Cihe felt that there was no need to be vigilant. In fact, he could hardly move his body now. If he moved casually, his whole body seemed to burst. But with this feeling

Along with the spread, there was also a strange aura that was both cold and warm flowing in his body. Although it aggravated his pain, it was also nourishing his sea of ​​consciousness and meridians.

Bei Mingxiu knew that this was the effect of the gourd Xuanbingjicao wine he drank when he was at Momei Villa. Only now, these hidden medicinal powers were finally stimulated by the numerous holes in his body, which had a negative impact on his injuries.

Recovery goes a long way.

Bei Mingxiu didn't know whether Long Yao had foreseen the situation for a few days when he brewed the Xuanbing Jicao Liquor, or whether Long Yao had already determined that he would be injured due to his behavior when brewing, but no matter what, he

I am very grateful to my wife.

With the remaining medicinal power of the Xuan Bing Jia Cao Liquor, he did not need the last method which was very easy to fail.

Bei Mingxiu himself was still seriously injured. Even if Zui Qiufeng could not have much impact on him, it would be very difficult for him to move. If Song Cihe discovered it, the situation would not be optimistic.

He only moved one finger, and the spiritual power that Tian Ren Dao had just accumulated flowed through his fingertips, and he tapped it gently on the ground.

A small and hard-to-find ice road was spreading through the mountains, like a slender earthworm, stretching towards Qianji in front of Lu Linxi.

The spiritual power he has accumulated now is very weak, so the extension speed of the ice road is very slow. However, before the fire blade in Song Cihe's hand has yet to take shape, the ice road has already touched Qianji, and the ice spreads up and soon touches it.

The trigger of a thousand opportunities.

Lu Linxi had tried his best to aim Qianji's launch port at Song Cihe. However, at this moment, Song Cihe's angry shout suddenly came out: "Don't move!"

Lu Linxi was shocked, but his expression did not change at all. He believed that the same was true for Bei Mingxiu, who was not far behind him.

Then he saw Song Cihe turn around quickly and throw out the unformed fire blade, slashing in the direction of Wu Qingqian.

…

When Song Cihe shouted "Don't move", Wu Qingqian quickly got up from the ground.

At this time, her face had a look of despair.

Ever since she was struck by Drunk Autumn Wind, she has been operating a secret technique of her own. Normally, the technique of positive luck can make her spiritual power boil in a short period of time and gain a certain increase, while negative luck can make her

Her spiritual power is perfectly concealed. Not only is it difficult for others to detect, but she is also able to sense the existence of other nearby spiritual power sources. When the autumn wind is in her body and her spiritual power cannot flow, she can force the secret method of positive luck.

It can accelerate the spread and weakening of Zuiqiufeng in the body, but the price paid is the torment and heavy damage to the meridians and Dantian Qihai.

She gritted her teeth and endured all the pain, just to expel Zui Qiufeng's medicinal power from her body as soon as possible, and then make Song Cihe pay the due price.

But at the moment when she was almost successful, Song Cihe finally discovered her move. Although the fire blade was not yet complete, its power was not something that she could stop with her still stagnant spiritual power.

Wu Qingqian's quickest reaction was to get up and dodge, but before the anesthetic effect of Zui Qiufeng had completely faded, she

No matter how you look at it, his movements are very clumsy.

As the fire blade flew by, a piece of her right face was cut off, and black marks spread on her face, and blood suddenly dripped. The flower-like face suddenly became miserable.

Lu Linxi swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.

He has a very profound experience of how much Wu Qingqian cares about his face. Before he fell out, no, even earlier when he was a child, as long as he said openly or secretly that Wu Qingqian was not beautiful, she would always

He retaliates favorably, regardless of whether this behavior of bullying the small is ungraceful.

Now that her face has been ruined to this extent by Song Cihe, her heart is probably full of pain and resentment.

But unlike Lu Linxi's expectation, Wu Qingqian's eyes were firm at this time and he started running towards Song Cihe.

The light body technique cannot be used temporarily, so I use the most traditional method to approach him!

During the sprint, Wu Qingqian glanced at Qi Weibian with tender eyes, and the tenderness quickly turned into sadness.

He is looking at her.

Even though he was in such a situation, he was still looking at her, warning her not to mess around with his eyes, and he did not look away because his face was bad.

There is a sweet smile on her face. Although she looks a bit scary in her current appearance, it still seems to attract bees and butterflies.

She has been taking care of her face carefully, just to let her beloved see it. Now he still looks at her, and that's enough.

Wu Qingqian's running gradually stabilized, murderous intent revealed in his eyes. Faced with this momentum, Song Cihe couldn't help but change color on his face.

However, Song Cihe is not an ordinary person. Even if his cultivation level is lower than that of his colleagues, he is still a figure who licked blood from the edge of a knife. When he flipped the folding fan in his hand, a fiery wind blew out and hit Wu Qingqian directly.

Wu Qingqian, however, refused to evade, using the weak spiritual power that he could gather temporarily to resist, he still tried his best to get close to Song Cihe.

Her clothes are burning.

Her person is burning.

But she was like a wild bull whose whole body was burning with flames. No matter what, she would knock over the person in front of her.

Song Ci and the folding fan moved together, and the fire wind became more intense, but in the raging fire wind, Wu Qingqian was burning with life, and was still burning and getting closer step by step.

Magnificent and beautiful.

…

Lu Linxi watched this scene anxiously.

Not only because of Wu Qingqian's almost life-threatening behavior, but also because of Song Cihe's actions.

Song Cihe was also moving backwards, but he was unable to move Qianji's aim at all.

Just when he was a little anxious for a moment, Bei Mingxiu pointed him in a direction with an ice edge.

Lu Linxi looked in that direction and found that Bei Mingxiu was referring to Lu Ping.

Lu Ping's expression remained calm, and he just said three words to him silently with his lips.
Chapter completed!