Chapter 188: Kill Murong Bing halfway
Shrimp? When she Qin Zixin didn't exist, she still thought she was too weightless. Isn't it too arrogant to discuss how to "sell" her in front of her!
Murong snorted coldly, she was secretly staring at Qin Zixin's movements all the way. This time she came to the rescue not because of her previous friendship, but because she wanted to figure out one thing.
Qin Zixin's heart that had just been put down returned to his throat after touching the strange coldness in Murong Bing's eyes, and the situation seemed to be a little wrong. She could feel the murderous aura from Murong Bing's body, although it was only for a moment, it was not an illusion.
Seeing that Murong Bing still refused to answer, Zhang Qing reached out and untied the wide-backed knife tied to his back in a dashing manner.
Three thousand taels of gold can buy a lot of things and people's hearts, as long as you have this capital, are you worried that you will be drowned in this troubled world? When the time comes, recruit troops and dominate the party, and even the world has his share.
While Zhang Qing was depicting his grand cause in his mind, he was searching for ways to deal with Murong Bing.
As for Qin Zixin, don't worry, after these years of getting along, he found that Qin Zixin didn't know martial arts at all, except for being able to pull out three feet of snow, there was nothing special. If it weren't for this woman's sideways, she would have succeeded a long time ago.
"You'd better stand here obediently, or I'm not sure you won't go off the rails."
Murong Bing whispered in Qin Zixin's ear, and the threat in that tone was very obvious. used to be commensurate with her sisters, but now she looks at herself in every way that is not pleasing to the eye, she can't be stimulated by something, right? For example, do you know the "secret" of Zhuge Yan and Xicao?
Qin Zixin nodded innocently, his current body had just recovered. Not to mention the internal strength, even the martial arts of the three-legged cat are gone.
Secretly sighing, "It's only strange that the skills are not as good as people", Qin Zixin put Murong Bing's warning behind him, and looked intently at the two people facing each other in front of him.
Zhang Qing changed his previous delicate aura, his eyes as bright as blades stared at Murong Bing viciously, and the wide-backed knife in his hand hissed in the night wind. There was not a trace of flaw in Murong's cold face, but the murderous aura she exuded covered Zhang Qing tightly.
Could it be that this Zhang Qing is also a master? Qin Zixinlian moved lightly and walked to the side of the three-foot white snow without a trace. When the cold touch spread in the palm of his hand, Qin Zixin felt a little safer.
Although she knew Zhang Qing's purpose for arresting her, she couldn't guess Murong Bing's purpose for looking for her, and that day in Forgotten Dust Villa, she had already stated that she had nothing to do with Xiaoyao Valley. Well, the treasure of the town valley of the people's Xiaoyao Valley is still on him, and he can't take it down......
It wouldn't be to tie her up and put her at the stake, right?
The aura around the Dou Zhuan Star Movement swept up and the flames flew to the side, Qin Zixin held the three-foot white snow in his arms and looked carefully, but saw that Murong Bing's sword was already out of its sheath and was attacking Zhang Qing with a fierce momentum.
Zhang Qing didn't find Murong Bing's flaws, he could only use the wide-backed knife in his hand to defend hard.
The figures of the two fighting moved in countless slow motion in front of Qin Zixin's eyes, and a cool feeling as light as the moon flowed into his body at the wrist of his left hand, could it be that this was the sequelae of his injury?
Qin Zixin didn't know at this moment that she could see the figure and technique of their fight clearly, it was completely the result of the great improvement of the potential in her body, she only regarded it as the sequelae of being eaten by Liliang who was combed by the glass that day.