Chapter 21 The little fan Ying Zijing

Along the way, they encountered several waves of dead corpses, all of which were similar to the first encounters, some old and some young, with stiff movements, like puppets. This is only a moment for Huang Ziqi to get rid of it, but she has the heart to train Ying Zijing's swordsmanship, so once she encounters dead corpses, she hands them over to Ying Zijing, while she watches the play on the sidelines, occasionally giving a few words.

Ying Zijing waved the long sword in his hand, held a sword flower in his hand, sideways dodged the claws of the dead corpse, swept the long sword in his hand, and cut off the head of a dead corpse that was about to sneak attack him in one go. Ying Zijing killed an enemy, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, and this happiness revealed his weakness again, causing a dead corpse to take advantage of the loophole. Huang Ziqi shook his head slightly, the silver light flashed slightly on his fingertips, and three silver needles flew out, nailing straight to the head of the dead corpse that was about to attack Ying Zijing.

After the last dead body fell to the ground, Ying Zijing retracted the sword into the scabbard very handsomely, but after only a few seconds, he immediately ran in front of Huang Ziqi, and his appearance was very ...... Doglegs.

"Sister Huang, Sister Huang, you are really amazing!" Ying Zijing looked at Huang Ziqi, and his eyes were full of admiration.

He had never killed so many enemies alone, it was really cool, and after Huang Ziqi's guidance, he felt that his swordsmanship had improved a lot, Sister Huang was really amazing.

Huang Ziqi was unceremoniously, raised the folding fan, and knocked heavily on Ying Zijing's head, his words were a little stern, and he was very helpless: "It's good, but can you be happy after you finish killing?" If I hadn't been here today, you'd have to give an account here. "If he kills an enemy, he has to celebrate once, even if he has hundreds of lives, he can't stand his celebration.

Ying Zijing rubbed his head and smirked: "Sister Huang, I know it's wrong, I don't dare anymore." ”

"Sister Huang, why are you so powerful? Who are you? "Why has he never heard of a woman surnamed Huang on the rivers and lakes, could it be that he is lonely and unheard? It's not right, he came out after inquiring clearly. Besides, Sister Huang is so powerful, Sister Huang's prestige should have been spread all over the rivers and lakes, no matter how lonely he is, he shouldn't have heard of it.

In fact, this is not to blame Ying Zijing, except for the heads of the four major sects in this world, no one else knows who the surname of the valley master of the Medicine King Valley is, and everyone in the world only knows that she is the valley master of the Medicine King Valley, and the current medicine king, but they don't know what her name is, which family she comes from, and it is normal for Ying Zijing not to know.

Huang Ziqi glanced at him meaningfully and said, "You will know when you arrive in the imperial capital." ”

At the current speed, they will be able to reach the imperial capital in two days, and even if the carriage of the Medicine King Valley stops and goes, it will almost reach the imperial capital, and they can't delay any longer.

Thinking of this, Huang Ziqi took out a transmission note, and did not avoid the Ying Zi mirror, calling the transmission note of the blue water.

"Master!" Bi Shui's voice came from the other end of the note.

Huang Ziqi said: "There are a lot of dead corpses wandering around in Purple Leaf Mountain, you go and check!" ”

"Yes!"

After speaking, Huang Ziqi turned off the transmission note and turned his head to look at Ying Zijing.

Ying Zijing's face was full of surprise: "Sister Huang, you ...... You're a Grandmaster! Sister Huang, which sect are you from? How come I've never heard of it? "Ying Zijing has never heard of a grandmaster surnamed Huang in the four major sects, could it be that Sister Huang is from a small sect?