Chapter 392: Rat-throwing Trap
Si Ling is not worried about Jun Yan, with Jun Yan's internal strength, it is not difficult to hold his breath at the bottom of the lake for a while. www.biquge.info But Jun Yan has not gone ashore for a long time, which means that he has not found Meng Qingzhi who has fallen into the water, and the situation is worrying.
"Okay, I'll go down and take a look, you guys like her." Si Ling agreed to Xin Yao and immediately decided to re-enter the lake again.
"Master, don't worry, we will never let our senior sister (senior sister) do stupid things." The disciples of the Qingsi Sect immediately gathered around, ignoring the danger next to Kabak Lake, everyone gathered in a circle to guard Xin Yao's side.
Si Ling smiled bitterly at Si Jing, who also smiled bitterly in return, and then nodded.
Si Ling had already stepped into the icy lake with one foot, and was about to dive into the lake with her body, when Jun Xiao rushed over, "Master Si Ling, I'll go into the water to take a look, and you will stay on the shore to comfort Miss Xin Yao." ”
If Jun Xiao and Jun Yan both go into the water, the Western Desert disciples present will have no leader, and the Western Desert Sect will have no one to preside over the overall situation.
Meng Qingzhi is an excellent disciple of the Northern Sect of the Western Desert Sect, and he can't ignore it if he is reasonable.
At this moment, Gu Yuejiao looked coldly at everything that was happening in front of him, and Ling Jue approached Ling Zhuo's side and asked in a low voice.
"Seventh brother, there are really you, what tricks did you teach Jin Yun, and you were able to kill Meng Qingzhi with one blow in front of everyone, and you couldn't see the corpse?" There was not a trace of sympathy for the death of a life, but a mixture of schadenfreude.
"There is no trick trick, but there is such a trick." Ling Zhuo chuckled, he was also a dangerous move, how could he get his wish if he didn't use a little trick.
"Oh? What a clever plan, hurry up and listen to it. Ling Jue was suddenly full of curiosity.
"Making something out of nothing, hiding from the world. It can only be understood, not spoken. Ling Zhuo smiled mysteriously, and did not tell Ling Jue about the poisonous needle.
"Chengdu is successful, what are you selling to me, don't you say, I'll ask my baby grandson." Ling Jue pretended to be angry, turned around and walked towards Ling Jinyun.
"Eh, fourth brother, don't be impatient, it's not that I'm selling Guanzi, it's just that the crowd around me is dense, lest I leak the news, let's go back and say something slowly." Ling Zhuo hurriedly called Ling Jue.
The competition is indeed strange, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ling Jinyun must have used some insidious means, but there is no evidence, and there is no way to do justice if he wants to administer justice. Now we must not let Ling Jue spoil a big thing and be caught.
"Oh, look at me, I almost got my curiosity in trouble. Okay, let's talk about it later, now I have to go and congratulate my baby grandson first, Jin Yun has made a meritorious contribution this time, which is really amazing. Ling Jue realized that the stakes were high, and quickly held back his curiosity, secretly admiring in his heart, the seventh brother is becoming more and more capable, it is simply both civil and military, under the leadership of the seventh brother, the Gu Yue Sect will definitely be able to reach the peak.
At this time, Ling Jinyun was still stunned, it turned out that Xin Yao cared about Meng Qingzhi so much, he was ruthless for a while, and in front of Xin Yao, he killed Meng Qingzhi with his own hands, but he was afraid that Xin Yao would already hate himself to the bone.
As the saying goes, killing a thousand enemies and self-inflicting eight hundred, Ling Jinyun was so jealous of Meng Qingzhi that he hated him to the bone, and he was overwhelmed by jealousy for a while, and he didn't even care about throwing a rat bogey.
At this time, Xin Yao really regretted it, if everything could be done again, before the competition, Xin Yao would stop Meng Qingzhi no matter what. Who knows Meng Qingzhi's last sentence before leaving, 'You wait for me', I'm afraid that he is going to miss the appointment.
"Dog thief surnamed Ling, I'll kill you!" After Xin Yao was rescued ashore, the first thing she did when she came to her senses was to wave the green glass satin and rush towards Ling Jinyun, she wanted Ling Jinyun to die.
"Xin Yao, this duel, I'm all for you, now that I've won, you're going to kill me?!" Ling Jinyun quickly stepped back, asking unwillingly.
"If Meng Qingzhi has any three longs and two shorts, you and I will share the sky." Xin Yao has practiced the bamboo sea endlessly, Ling Jinyun is by no means her opponent, and now Xin Yao's every move against Ling Jinyun is a killing move that takes her life.
Ling Jinyun saw Xin Yao treating himself like this, depressed, extremely low, as if all thoughts were lost, he didn't even bother to resist, he didn't run away, stayed in place, and let Xin Yao vent his anger, only hoping that after this, Xin Yao could forgive himself.
Seeing this, Ling Jue immediately flew over to protect Ling Jinyun, Ling Jue could see clearly, Xin Yao was extremely ruthless, if her green glass satin hit Ling Jinyun, Ling Jinyun was afraid that she would be crippled.
Ling Jue blocked Xin Yao's green glass satin, but when he turned around, he saw Ling Jinyun's depressed appearance like ashes, Ling Jue couldn't help but feel sad, how could this hard-working grandson always meet people unladylike and always get hurt by women.
"It turns out that you would rather die than be with Meng Qingzhi's death." Ling Jinyun was immersed in his own pain, but he didn't know that everything was his own passion, he thought he had lost Xin Yao, but in fact he had never had it.
"That's right! You'd better pray that Meng Qingzhi can go ashore safely, otherwise, inform your grandfather and prepare for your funeral! Xin Yao couldn't beat Ling Jue, so she had to stop temporarily, but in front of Ling Jue, she put down cruel words to Ling Jinyun.
If Meng Qingzhi has three strengths and two weaknesses, then Xin Yao's only meaning is to avenge him.
"Hehe, Xiao Xin Yao, don't blame us Jin Yun. I don't know, the duel in the rivers and lakes is like this, the fists and feet have no eyes, and the skills are not as good as others, so you have to accept your fate. ”
Ling Zhuo also walked over leisurely, saying cool words. His tone towards Xin Yao was still full of politeness, and it depended on whether Xin Yao knew each other or not.
"And you, Ling Zhuo, it must be you who let Ling Jinyun use some despicable means, hmph, everyone can see clearly what Ling Jinyun's strength is, no matter how bad Qingzhi is, he will never be able to withstand Ling Jinyun's punch." Xin Yao was indignant, and others might not be able to see the flaws, but Xin Yao would never believe that Ling Jinyun had the strength to win.
In this competition, Meng Qingzhi lost strangely, it seemed that when Meng Qingzhi reached out to rescue Ling Jinyun ashore, he was suddenly drained of his strength, and was punched by Ling Jinyun, but he had no ability to resist, weird, too weird.
"I think Meng Qingzhi is too carried away. Even if you have the advantage, you can't do whatever you want. If you must slander me, I have nothing to say. "Ling Zhuo has no fear.
Anyway, people don't know about it, God knows it, Ling Zhuo knows, Ling Jin knows it, and no third person knows it.
Oh, and the dead Meng Qingzhi.
"Ling Jinyun, you and I have made moves, you hit me with the same moves, I don't fight back. All the heroic little women present testified that if I was killed with one blow, it would be my willingness to admit defeat in the gamble; If Ling Jinyun can't beat the power of Fang Cai, he should quickly reveal the hidden weapon, otherwise he will be searched! The more Xin Yao thought about it, the more wrong it became, the more bizarre it became, and after thinking about it, he never believed that Ling Jinyun had a lethal strength, unless, with the help of external forces.