Lin Yu took dozens of steps back, and his body hit a big tree that was broken at the waist. He climbed up with great difficulty, half-kneeling on the ground with his sword in hand, and then spit out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.
When everyone saw this, they immediately rushed to Lin Yu, helped him up and asked caringly: "How is the injury? Is it okay?"
Lin Yu shook his head, without any words, just showing a pale smile as an answer. He knew that as long as he opened his mouth now, blood would spurt out immediately.
Liu Ziqing shouted with tears in her eyes: "You thief, you thief... are you okay!"
Lin Yu adjusted his breathing for a moment, stood up staggeringly, and smiled faintly at Qing'er...
Black Tiger's situation was not much better than that of Lin Yu. Moreover, his legs were disabled and it was very inconvenient to move. He could be said to have received a solid blow from Lin Yu's sword.
Wiping the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, Heihu showed a pale smile and said: "The Nine Swords of Qingfeng are indeed well-deserved, they are more powerful than I imagined!"
Lin Yu shouted coldly: "Black Tiger, the outcome is still undecided, let's continue!"
Seeing that Lin Yu was still going on, Liu Ziqing couldn't help but feel hot in her heart. He was desperately fighting for himself, and he was crying so hard that he shouted: "You thief, don't fight anymore, you will die if you continue to fight!"
Lin Yu took two more steps forward, when a small ornament fell out of his arms.
It was an ordinary trinket, but Hei Hu was so moved by it that he almost fell off his wheelchair with excitement. It was a hairpin, a hairpin that had faded, which he had worn a few days before he got married.
Oh my god, I walked the mountain road for a day and a night to buy a hairpin for his young daughter, but before he could put it on her with his own hands, she had already...
Having dominated the world for more than twenty years, and the only master of Black Tiger Mountain within a thousand miles, Black Tiger actually cried, and asked with a very excited expression: "Where did you get this hairpin?"
Lin Yu picked up the hairpin, took a look at it and said, "Uncle Zhao gave this to me personally. He asked me to hand it over to you."
Black Tiger didn't have any extra words, just four words: "Bring it quickly!"
When Zhou Xing and others saw Lin Yu coming forward to hand him the hairpin, they all hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said, "It's too dangerous. Don't go. This black tiger's martial arts is too powerful."
Lin Yu shook his head, said nothing, and just kept walking forward.
Seeing that Lin Yu insisted on delivering the hairpin to Heihu, Ye Mengyue hurriedly stepped forward and said, "My benefactor, let me give it to him!"
Lin Yu pushed her hand away, shook his head, and said, "I'd better go!"
Heihu took the hairpin with a very excited expression. The hands holding the hairpin were shaking non-stop, as if he was holding not a hairpin but a baby who had just been born for ten generations.
Black Tiger's tears slowly slid down his weather-beaten face, dripping on his hairpin, and murmured to himself: "Qing'er, Qing'er..."
Lin Yu said softly: "Uncle Zhao also said that after Miss Wang Qing fell into the well, she still clutched this hairpin tightly in her hand."
Zhao Heihu was already in tears. He looked up to the sky and cried loudly. He was still mumbling the two words in his mouth: "Qing'er, Qing'er..."
After a while, Heihu asked: "How is my father doing now? Did he say anything to you?"
Lin Yu responded softly: "Uncle Zhao passed away before I went up the mountain. Before he came, he asked me to tell you that Huzi will always be his good son, and the person Wang Qing loves most is also
Always a tiger..."
Zhao Heihu's feelings that had been accumulated for more than 20 years finally burst out. Over the years, he has been numbing himself by killing people and drinking blood. He thought that in this way he could forget the past and the past that made him heartbroken when he thought about it.
But today, a small hairpin had completely defeated him and told him that he was still a human being, a living person with feelings.
With tears in his eyes, Zhao Heihu murmured to himself: "Dad, Qing'er, your tiger will go down to accompany you right now."
After saying that, he immediately reversed his true energy, shattered the tendons and broke them off on his own, still holding the inconspicuous hairpin tightly in his hand.
Lin Yu gently closed his eyes with the palm of his hand and said, "I hope you can have a good reunion down there!"
The old man standing above the main hall did not expect such an accident, and stopped pretending. He immediately pulled out a sword from the mouth of a stone lion and kidnapped Liu Ziqing who was standing beside him.
As soon as the sword came out, Lin Yu was immediately stunned. It was a ruthless sword. He immediately shouted in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
The old man looked up to the sky and laughed, and then said angrily: "Of course I'm here to take your life. I didn't expect your life to be so harsh. If it weren't for that guy Black Tiger being arrogant and insisting on playing some bullshit game, I'm afraid
Today you are all dead here."
Seeing that something unexpected happened again, Ye Mengyue and others hurried down the stone steps to the front of the main hall.
The old man immediately activated the mechanism in front of the door, and hundreds of small holes appeared on both sides of the stone staircase. Various hidden weapons were immediately released, blocking Ye Mengyue and others under the stone staircase.
Lin Yu hurriedly shouted coldly and said, "Do you still want to kill me just because of you?"
The old man glared at Lin Yu with sinister eyes and said, "You are now severely damaged. Even walking is a problem. It will be easy to kill you!"
Lin Yu sneered and said: "Since you are so sure that you can kill me, why do you still hold a weak woman hostage?"
Seeing that Lin Yu could still laugh at this time, the old man remembered that Lin Yu had killed eleven masters in a row in just one stick of incense. Even against the black tiger, he did not lose the slightest, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart.
, hurriedly retreated into the main hall.
With Liu Ziqing in his hand, Lin Yu naturally followed him and shouted coldly: "Aren't you going to kill me? Why are you so timid now?"
The stronger Lin Yu's momentum became, the more unsure the old man felt. He exited the main hall and began to retreat to the secret room, hoping to use the mechanisms there to get rid of Lin Yu.
Liu Ziqing took advantage of the old man's unpreparedness and suddenly bit his arm hard.
The old man couldn't help being shocked and immediately panicked. At this moment, the Qingfeng Sword in Lin Yu's hand struck out as quickly as lightning.
When the old man was panicking, he hurriedly put Liu Ziqing down and chose a way to escape!
At this moment, the mechanism of the secret passage had been activated, and the stone door at the exit was immediately sealed, and then thousands of arrows were fired. Lin Yu saw that the situation was not good, and quickly stepped forward to hold Liu Ziqing in his arms, and Qingfeng Sword rushed left and right to block
, panicked and jumped directly into a secret room.
As soon as they entered, the stone door of the secret room was closed immediately. Lin Yu hurriedly lowered his head and said to Liu Ziqing: "Qing'er, are you okay? Are you injured?"
Liu Ziqing stuck out her little head and said with a smile: "Yuntie, do you think you care about me?"