Chapter Eighty-Three: Losing Both
Since the location of Bai Hong's palm hit was unknown, Qu Yi simply did not resist, but used all his strength to perform Ling Bo's micro-step, and quickly flashed to the left.
A chilling palm wind whistled past Qu Yi's right waist, and then slapped far away on the stone wall of the hall, making an earth-shattering loud sound. Judging from the fierceness of this palm alone, Meng Qingqing's internal strength has not improved a little bit in the past three years.
Qu Yi pinched a handful of sweat, fortunately he moved fast enough, if he hesitated a little, she wouldn't have to shoot out her intestines?
Meng Qingqing slapped it several times in a row. Qu Yi couldn't, so he had to dodge frequently. However, as Meng Qingqing went on the offensive faster and faster, Qu Yi gradually became a little stumbling. Narrowly missed a couple of times. Fortunately, with the help of the Easy Sword, the danger was saved.
What to do? Do you want to be knocked down by that weird palm like last time, and then beaten up by that grumpy Elder Meng?
No, absolutely not. With her character, she would lose half her life even if she didn't die.
When Master is gone, no one will stand up to protect him, and no one will treat him if he is injured...... What a miserable situation that would be.
That's right, Master!
Master has told himself many times that the essence of Dugu Nine Swords lies in turning defense into attack, attacking without defending, advancing without retreating......
He is carrying the Dugu Nine Swords passed down by his master, the Northern Spiritual Skill, is it used to be chased and beaten by others?
It's time to fight back......
Thinking of this, Qu Yi immediately calmed down, saw the opportunity, reached out and grabbed the hilt of the Xiaoyao Sword floating in front of him, took a deep breath, and condensed the true qi of the Northern Darkness in his palm. The Easy Sword seemed to be aware of it, and the sword body emitted a buzzing sound, ready to attack.
"Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Palm Style, Go!" With Qu Yi's loud shout, the blue light of the Xiaoyao Sword skyrocketed, and it went straight to Meng Qingqing's chest with the momentum of ten thousand jun.
This sword does not have any tricks, it is a straight sword, but it is very powerful and cannot be avoided.
Meng Qingqing was stunned, so he had to dodge the sword sideways. Qu Yi was not in a hurry, as soon as his arm was raised, the cyan sword blade drew an arc and cut directly towards Meng Qingqing's eyes.
Meng Qingqing was startled, hurriedly leaned back, fought a fight, and avoided it. Unexpectedly, before his body could stand firmly, Qu Yi immediately turned his wrist and slashed his head.
If this time it is hacked, even Meng Qingqing, who has a small incomparable skill, will have to be in a different place.
Seeing that his junior sister was in danger, Chu Feng was shocked and hurriedly rushed over to rescue. But he didn't expect Qu Yi's progress to be so great before, and he didn't take him to heart at all, so he kept watching the battle from afar, but at this time, he was a little far away and couldn't quench his thirst.
Meng Qingqing was originally obedient, and being pressed and beaten by a junior of Qu Yi for a long time has already inspired her fierce and cruel side.
I saw her phoenix eyes narrow, and a fierce color flashed on her delicate face. In Chu Feng's exclamation, she actually grabbed the sword body of the Xiaoyao Sword directly with her bare hands.
Drops of crimson blood trickled down his fingers, down his pale wrists, and then splattered to the ground.
Time seemed to stand still. Qu Yi's shocked gaze, Chu Feng's painful cry, and the dumb aunt's gloomy face all gradually faded, but the remaining blood red stimulated Meng Qingqing's nerves and made her feel a strange sense of pleasure.
Enduring the sharp stinging pain in his right hand, Meng Qingqing stretched out his left palm and slapped it towards Qu Yi without hesitation.
Listening to the muffled sound of "click", although Qu Yi had the Northern Soul True Qi Protector, he was still shocked by the huge palm force and broke two ribs.
Qu Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily on his back. The pain of the broken bones made his face pale, and his beautiful eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together.
It was only at this time that the dumb girl's expressionless face, like a stone sculpture, loosened slightly.
Quickly came to Qu Yi's side, checked his injuries, and found that his junior brother was really injured, and his big deep eyes finally showed a look of worry.
Looking at the dumb aunt's expression, Qu Yi's heart warmed. Since the death of the master, this is the first time that the senior sister has cared about herself.
"Senior sister, Yi'er is fine, don't worry." Qu Yi barely hooked the corners of his mouth and pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying.
Before Meng Qingqing could make a move, the dumb aunt hurriedly stretched out her arms to block Qu Yi, and looked at Meng Qingqing's eyes full of pleading.
Chu Feng also hurriedly grabbed Meng Qingqing and said, "Senior sister, you dissipate your anger, your hands are still bleeding, let's bandage them first." ”
Meng Qingqing flicked his sleeves and said coldly: "For the sake of your deceased master, I will spare you this time, and if you dare to commit a crime next time, I, Meng Qingqing, will definitely let you regret living." ”
The dumb girl's eyes darkened, and she soon returned to expressionlessness.
Master......
In the past, when the master was here, how beautiful was the junior brother and himself, and why did he ever need to look at other people's faces to live?
The master never put up a fight with them, he chose the most comfortable place for himself and his junior brother, and never wronged them in terms of food. Martial arts are even more taught.
It doesn't matter if you accidentally get into trouble, the master is very soft-hearted, and it will be over after a little talk. Even if it is a punishment, he will have a good grasp of proportion, and he will never really hurt any of his disciples.
Qu Yi's forehead was bruised, and he wanted to get up but pulled the wound, grinning in pain. The dumb aunt held him and signaled him not to add fuel to the fire again.
Qu Yi also knew the consequences of continuing to provoke Meng Qingqing, so he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.
The scene was a little awkward for a while, and no one spoke again.
Chu Feng took Meng Qingqing's hand and unfolded it carefully, seeing that the palm that was originally white and soft had been stained red with blood, and two deep sword marks were impressive, spanning the entire palm.
For a while, Chu Feng was distressed and couldn't help himself, and he didn't care if there were disciples present or something, while helping Meng Qingqing to his seat, he instructed the disciples guarding outside to get the medicine box.
"Senior brother, Qing'er's hands hurt......" Meng Qingqing looked at Chu Feng with tears in her eyes, her voice was so delicate that even the dumb aunt couldn't help but feel numb in her spine.
"Well, it won't hurt when you get the medicine. There's a senior brother here, it's okay. Chu Feng comforted softly, completely devoid of the coldness and harshness of his usual days.
The dumb aunt was indescribably bored with this. Obviously, Qu Yi's injuries were relatively serious, but Elder Chu ignored them, just caring about his junior sister.
Qu Yi blinked a pair of peach blossom eyes and looked at the dumb aunt Muran's face pitifully, and whispered, "Senior sister, I miss Master...... If she was here, she would definitely be very distressed to carry me to heal my wounds. ”
The dumb aunt's heart softened, and she took out a small wooden box with a strong fragrance from her arms.
This small agarwood box was discovered when she was sorting out the Master's relics, and the dumb aunt has been keeping it close to her. Three years have passed, and the surface of the wooden box has been polished to an extremely smooth and flat surface, but the aroma is still very strong.
Qu Yi looked at it and hurriedly refused: "Senior sister, I just broke two ribs, so I don't need to use Master's black jade intermittent ointment, right?" After a while, you'll be fine. ”