Beiling was about to say something when she heard a clear female voice coming from the upper room in the woods——

"You're a bitch and can't change your habit of eating shit! What nonsense are you talking about with this girl?! Why don't you kill her and come back to her life as soon as possible?!"

"Oh, there are actually helpers?"

"Help? What do you mean by helper? You're just a girl and you want me and a smelly old man to deal with you together. I really don't know how powerful you are." The woman jumped down from the air and jumped three steps away from Beiling.

, squinting at Bei Ling, with extreme disdain.

"You talk a lot of nonsense!" As soon as he finished speaking, a green light hit Beiling directly.

Beiling quickly dodged but still missed the green light and scratched his left arm.

Blood flowed out gurglingly. Bei Ling didn't even frown and looked at the wound coldly. The powder was directly sprinkled from the space. In an instant, the wound healed at a visible speed.

"I underestimate you, you are actually an alchemist." A cold voice sounded from all around, and Beiling couldn't distinguish the correct source of the voice for a while.

"Ha! The people who wanted to kill me this time really spent a lot of money. They were able to hire eight of the sixty-four secret guards trained by the Izumo family. Ha! It seems that my life is really valuable.

"Beiling's calm look made the eight people admire him.

"I didn't expect that I could still stay so calm knowing that it was us. You are very brave, little girl." The only woman among the eight people praised.

Even so, there was no expression of mercy on Bingshuang's face.

"No one told me that the Eight Secret Guards talk so much." Beiling mocked coldly, looking at them casually, but in his heart he was thinking about how to break through their encirclement.

"Ha! It seems that the little girl doesn't like the last time we gave her. In this case, why should we be merciful?!" The man in Tsing Yi among the eight people said, and struck Beiling with a green light with his bare hands, without any trace of mercy.

Give Beiling some time to react.

After one person sets a precedent, others also take action, each one more ruthless and deadly than the other.

Beiling was one against eight. At the beginning, she could deal with them. Gradually, she found that these people's spiritual power far exceeded hers. If she kept using the power of a sixth-level star spiritualist to deal with them, the consequences could be imagined.

Know……

At the same time, Si Yanlan here——

"Damn it! Why did you get sick at this time?! Damn it! Can't you bear it for a little longer?!" Si Yanlan leaned against a locust tree with a pale face, covering his chest, sweat dripping down his face.

It dripped down with a pale outline.

"Cough cough cough -" There were bursts of heartbreaking pain in the chest, and I stumbled to the ground. My right hand was firmly on the ground to prevent myself from falling completely. My left hand was holding my clothes, and my whole body was full of pain.

The bones are screaming, and it seems that they will all fall apart in the next second.

Damn it! Can’t you bear it a little longer?!

Damn it!

"Pfft--" A mouthful of dirty blood spurted out from his mouth and sprinkled on the ground. The land soaked in the dirty blood instantly turned black, and the plants growing around it died instantly.

This seemed to happen in an instant, the speed was amazing.

It's getting more and more serious, and it's actually reached this point.

Oh, are we running out of time? It’s just that I’m really unwilling to give in, so unwilling to do so.

Si Yanlan gasped and tried his best to stand up from the ground, using the last bit of strength to walk step by step towards the base camp. Now he could only ask for help.

Ling'er, don't let anything happen.

…

On this side, Beiling had one against eight, and the fight was very difficult.

Beiling felt that this time might be a good opportunity.

Now she is a Level 2 Spirit Emperor. She has always had no obstacles in upgrading. However, this time she is about to reach the Level 3 Spirit Emperor but she has encountered a bottleneck and cannot get over it.

"I didn't expect that you, a small sixth-level star spiritualist, could resist us for so long. I really underestimate you!" After the scar-faced man in black finished speaking, he saw the cyan halo around Bei Ling slowly approaching.

Almost blue, purple...

"How is this possible?!" The man in green couldn't believe his eyes when he saw this scene - how could a sixth-level star spiritualist run directly towards the second-level spiritual emperor?!

"She, she is actually the Purple Level 2 Spirit Emperor?!"

"Ha! No wonder the Lord ordered all eight of us to go out. The intention is here."

"Hahaha, I haven't felt so good in a long time. I must have a good time today."

Eight people, eight hearts, eight different thoughts are all hers - she must die!

Bei Ling didn't miss the expressions on each of their faces. She knew that once she fully unleashed her strength, she would definitely arouse the interest of these eight people. Her chances of winning would be even smaller, but if she didn't unleash her strength, there would be no chance of victory at all!

However, she looked stern and turned her hand gently, and a beautiful conch appeared in her hand. Looking at the conch Bei Ling remembered Yao Qianzhu's words——

"If you encounter danger, crush it and I will definitely come." Thinking of this, Beiling made a fist with five fingers and crushed the conch hard, turning the conch into ashes in an instant.

Although she knew that moving rescue troops would only be a matter of far-reaching water but could not save the immediate fire, she believed in him!

No matter what, this time she made a bet!

In the small woods, three kinds of lights appear and disappear.

The whole forest was dazzlingly reflected.

"Damn it!" He cursed fiercely, but his hands did not stop. The purple light around him suddenly disappeared and appeared.

"Ha! Second brother, she is about to die!" The man in black with a scarred face looked at Beiling's dimming light, and felt happy in his heart, and then increased the strength in his hands.

"What nonsense are you talking about? One last blow to send her on her way!"

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, the seven people formed a formation at a very fast speed.

"Eight people working together can cut through metal!"

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power of the eight people gathered into a beam of white light and shot towards Beiling, who resisted with difficulty.

Sure enough, it was really difficult for the second-level Spiritual Emperor to fight against the third-level Spiritual Emperor.

At this moment, a white figure flew from a distance. The white and elegant figure flew behind the eight people and slapped them hard.

Taking advantage of this gap, the man picked up Beiling and flew deeper into the woods.

"You... cough." He breathed, but he didn't say it.

"I'm just passing by." Xue Yu looked at the pale Bei Ling in her arms and felt unbearable for some reason.

"Really, really just passing by?" Bei Ling held Xue Yu's collar tightly with one hand and asked unwillingly.

When he got excited, blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth.

"Well, I was just passing by. I saw him and saved him." Xue Yu's words undoubtedly dealt a heavy blow to Beiling.

What is she still hoping for? He doesn’t even remember it. What is she still hoping for? That he is here to save her? Wake up, he is no longer the Xue Yu you know! No more

Yes!

"Put me down."

After being silent for a long time, Bei Ling finally let go of his hand and said indifferently to Xue Yu.

"No." Xue Yu refused without thinking. But the reply was so quick that even he felt surprised. He had only met him a few times.

A teahouse...

A brush with each other...

It was just two meetings, when did you already care about her?
Chapter completed!