For a moment, blood surged wildly, and screams filled the sky.
When the other two small star powerhouses saw this, they shouted and came over to kill them.
But all they could see was a blur in front of their eyes. They each received a solid punch and lay on the ground wailing in agony.
Xia Qingchen dropped his arm and looked at Bai Jing.
At this moment, Bai Jing was stunned.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
The three of them are all small stars, small stars!
Xia Qingchen easily knocked down three people?
"Junior brother, what's your cultivation level?" Bai Jing quipped.
Xia Qingchen smiled: "Luck, I just broke through the small star position."
Bai Jing was surprised and suddenly felt deeply frustrated.
A year ago, when she picked up Xia Qingchen from the Shenxiu Principality, he was in the eighth rank of Cai Zhongchen.
At that time, I was in the Qixuan of the Great Chen position.
one year later.
The people she picked up came from behind and became powerful little stars.
She only reached the eighth vortex of the Great Chen position.
Comparing the period is really disappointing.
"Senior Sister Bai, can you tell me why you owe them money?" Xia Qingchen asked.
The Bai Jing in my memory is not a vain person who borrows money from others at will.
Bai Jing looked humiliated and said: "When I first came here, I accidentally broke one of Senior Brother Hua's nirvana artifacts. He forced me to pay two billion silver."
His eyes were full of regret: "I don't have that much, so I can only ask people for loans. In the end..."
In the end, this is what Xia Qingchen saw.
Someone came to your door to press for debt.
Xia Qingchen frowned: "Is the broken nirvana still there? Let me take a look."
The value of silver is too low.
Two billion silver cannot even buy the scraps of a half-level nirvana.
The other party actually only asked her to pay two billion silver in compensation?
Really weird.
"Yes, take a look." Bai Jing took out a bag of metal fragments from the house.
It does look like a broken weapon.
There were traces of spiritual light flashing inside the fragments, which indeed looked a bit like nirvana.
"This is not a Nirvana weapon, it's an ordinary weapon. It's not worth two hundred silver." Xia Qingchen didn't even need to check it carefully.
Just glance at it and recognize it immediately.
"Weapon? No way. I asked people in the city about it, and they all said it was a weapon of nirvana." Bai Jing was not unscrupulous.
She also asked people secretly.
Xia Qingchen took out a piece of fragment and said: "This object is a rare ore, made of Ran Tie. It has its own spiritual light, and it is difficult for non-spiritual masters to identify it."
He looked deeply at Bai Jing and said, "You have been deceived."
Things worth two hundred silver were extorted by someone worth two billion.
Bai Jing suddenly understood and clenched her fists angrily: "Hua Ziqing, you despicable villain!"
From the beginning, a trap was set for her!
Hua Ziqing?
Xia Qingchen was surprised, wasn't he the person who was almost plotted by the Maitreya ghost Arhat?
"Is he deliberately targeting you?" Xia Qingchen heard the implication and asked.
Bai Jing nodded in humiliation: "Yes!"
"When I first came here, Hua Ziqing asked me to be his female companion, but I refused." Bai Jing said.
There are few women in Xihuang, and a beautiful woman like Bai Jing is even more on everyone's mind.
"Later, at a party, I touched the fake nirvana, and he threatened me to either pay 2 billion in compensation or agree to his request!"
"Now it seems that these people who lent me money were also secretly instigated by Hua Ziqing, who kept putting me in trouble, and finally asked him to volunteer to be his woman."
Thinking of this place, Bai Jing almost went crazy.
If Xia Qingchen hadn't pointed it out, she would still be in the dark.
Xia Qingchen's eyes turned slightly cold. In this case, he really shouldn't save this person.
What is the difference between such a despicable person and Xiao Xiao from Dark Moon?
Xia Qingchen asked: "Why don't you return to the sect?"
The Western Wasteland is in depression, and it may be impossible to make money.
But if you return to the Xingyun Sect, with Bai Jing's cultivation and qualifications, as long as you open your mouth, there are many people who are willing to offer two billion with both hands.
Why should I be humiliated here?
So much so that I even had to worry about food and clothing.
Bai Jing looked at the three people with hatred: "I never wanted to go back, but can I leave?"
"Every time I wanted to leave, they would not allow me to leave because I had not paid off my debt, and they would arrest me and beat me."
As he spoke, his voice choked up again.
Xia Qingchen just discovered that there was a dark red mark on Bai Jing's neck.
There are faint signs of ulceration.
"Don't move!" Xia Qingchen walked over, opened her collar, and swept inside.
But I could see that there were numerous residual marks as thick as a thumb on the chest and back.
There are hundreds of them!
The skin that should have been as smooth as jade was all bruised and black blood flowed out.
Looking at her wrists, there were obvious signs of being strangled by two ropes.
It is conceivable that Bai Jing was hung up and whipped!
Moreover, those remnants are old and new.
It can be seen that this kind of encounter is by no means a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
But many, many times!
No wonder someone as strong as Bai Jing can become so fragile.
No wonder she is so cold and pleading to others.
Anyone who suffers in hell will have his character changed drastically.
Bai Jing covered her collar, looking panicked, as if she had discovered a secret, and whispered: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
The wound was still bleeding.
How could it not hurt?
Does she not want Xia Qingchen to feel distressed?
Xia Qingchen turned around angrily and stepped on the chest of the young man with a broken arm.
There was a snap, his chest sunken, his heart ruptured and he died.
The other two small star positions were so frightened that they even died.
"You, you want to rebel? You dare to kill even the senior disciples of the Nebula Sect!" the two of them said with serious expressions.
Without saying a word, Xia Qingchen took out the Holy Land identity token.
Seeing this order, the two junior disciples were horrified: "Disciples from the Holy Land!"
Xia Qingchen's murderous intention was strong. He grabbed the sword from the air and sucked the long sword from Xiaoxing's waist.
Then shake it hard!
The sword whirled in the air.
The head of a small star was immediately cut off.
Blood is flying!
At the same time, the sword's power continued unabated, and it penetrated into the heart of the last young man with a small star position.
This sword is inserted very delicately.
It won't affect the beating of his heart, but it can't be pulled out either.
Once it is pulled out, the heart will surely bleed and it will collapse and die immediately.
"Take this sword and find Hua Ziqing. Before the sunset, let him kill himself to apologize. If not, I will come in person!"
The strong little star endured the severe pain and did not dare to draw his sword.
Once pulled out, the heart will bleed to death.
Looking at the blood-filled ground and the young starlet leaving, Bai Jing's heart trembled.
"Junior brother, let's go quickly. Being a disciple of the Holy Land has no deterrent effect in Xihuang." Bai Jing took Xia Qingchen's arm.
However, Xia Qingchen did not move.
He pushed Bai Jing back onto the stone table.
A warm smile appeared on his cold face.
"You can kill the special envoy in a fit of rage because of my injustice! Why can't I, because of your injustice, spread blood everywhere?"
The sonorous words moved Bai Jing's face.
When he was in the Shenxiu Principality, he killed the special envoy of Zhou in a rage.
I never thought that today's cause and effect cycle would lead to Xia Qingchen complaining about his injustice.
She stared deeply at Xia Qingchen and murmured: "Perhaps my greatest luck is that I met you..."
At that time.
Deep in the Western Wilderness.
By a certain lake.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the face of the Maitreya ghost Arhat changes constantly.