Chapter 151: The Ambition of Not Falling into the Clouds

"Y-I'm okay?"

Seeing everything around him, Lin Qing's face was full of incredulity, and there was even a hint of confusion.

She clearly remembered that she seemed to have died once just now.

At this time, Lin Qing suddenly heard a cry, which instantly woke her up.

It was Qin Xiaoxiao who was crying.

"Tiny!"

Lin Qing immediately stood up, came to Qin Xiaoxiao's side, hugged her tightly in her arms, patted her on the back, and said: "Xiaoxiao doesn't cry, Xiaoxiao is not afraid, with her mother, her mother will always be by Xiaoxiao's side to protect Xiaoxiao..."

Seeing Lin Qing wake up again and hug herself, Qin Xiaoxiao also slowly stopped crying.

This scene made Qin Feng feel a trace of comfort in his heart, and he couldn't help but smile.

But the next moment, he immediately felt the sharp pain caused by the Soul Slayer Thorn, which made his heart sink suddenly.

At this time, he came to Qin Feng and said lightly: "The son of the Chu family in Zhongzhou was originally Gong Qiancheng, but he died of illness today, and the Chu family has no successor, so he can only pull Wang Zikun to make up the waste." ”

Qin Feng nodded and didn't speak.

Lin Chushuang then asked, "What are your plans now?" ”

Qin Feng clenched his fists hard and said firmly: "When I regain my strength, I must kill Shangzhongzhou, even if the Chu family has made great achievements and has great power, I will destroy them." ”

Lin Chushuang sighed softly and patted Qin Feng on the shoulder: "As a senior sister, I can only help you get here, and you have to rely on yourself later." ”

Qin Feng nodded and said, "Five years ago, I was tricked by Wang Zikun into going to Northern Xinjiang, and on the battlefield, I crawled out of the pile of dead people with my own hands. Even if I fall into the abyss again today, I will be able to regain what I lost with my own hands. ”

Lin Chushuang looked at Qin Feng fixedly, wanting to speak, but held back.

"I'll go first."

After speaking, Lin Chushuang turned around and left Jiufeng Mountain.

When she was about to leave Jiangzhou, she suddenly noticed a faint aura, frowned slightly, and immediately turned around to look.

In the darkness, a figure fled.

"Who?"

Lin Chushuang quickly chased after him.

At this time, Qin Feng had already come to Lin Qing's side.

Lin Qing hugged Qin Xiaoxiao, who was already asleep, and looked at Qin Feng worriedly: "You... You okay? ”

"I'm fine." Qin Feng nodded, squeezing out a hint of a smile, "The main function of the Soul Destroying Thorn is to block my Eight Veins of the Qi Sutra and prevent me from exercising, as long as I can't hold back and don't use my skills, I won't feel the difference." ”

Lin Qing bit her lip and didn't speak.

She knew in her heart that Qin Feng was Qin Wushuang, the seventh disciple of the emperor, the hall master of the Wushuang Palace, and the peak powerhouse in the world.

For an existence like Qin Feng, it may be more painful to abolish his martial arts than to kill him.

"Ahem, ahem!" Qin Feng coughed twice, smiled bitterly and said, "I'm sorry, Xiaoqing, I broke my promise again." I didn't protect you, and I didn't protect Xiaoxiao. ”

"Don't say that." Lin Qing finally couldn't hold back her tears, and looked at Qin Feng who was covered in injuries with distress, "I know, you did your best..."

Qin Feng sighed and looked around, looking at the devastation all over the place, dozens of corpses of the powerhouses of the Peerless Palace, and the broken tombstone of his wife Lin Xue.

He walked over and picked up a corpse.

"These are the brothers who have followed me from birth to death, and I will put them in peace."

Seeing that Qin Feng was struggling alone, Lin Qing hurriedly wiped away her tears and said, "You wait for me." ”

She hugged Qin Xiaoxiao, quickly came to the bottom of the mountain, put her on the seat of the car to rest, and then returned to the top of the mountain.

"I'll help you."