Chapter Seventy-Eight: Her Masterpiece
"Qingqing, my sister is fine." Qin Zixin took the cloth in Qingqing's hand and took Qingqing aside. Murong Bing and Yu Linglong began to confront each other, and for a moment they were full of murderous energy.
"What are you two doing, if the high priest and the pavilion master know what the consequences are, surely you won't know it, right?" When Qin Zixin heard this, she saw that it was the man who brought her to Xiaoyao Pavilion that day.
The crescent-colored man in white walked over with a blank face, followed by a man in gray clothes, his eyebrows full of worry. It seems that these two people are the White Tiger and the Green Dragon among the four protectors.
"Yu Linglong, as the protector of the Vermilion Bird, has intervened to prevent me from carrying out the orders of the Pavilion Master. Even if I get to the Pavilion Master, I have nothing to worry about. Murong Bing hooked the corners of his mouth, and a cold smile appeared on his face.
"I've always done things only by mood, and the pavilion master also knows this. Qin Zixin saved the entire village of Plague Village, which is also obvious to all. Yu Linglong opened the paper umbrella in her hand, and sixteen knives shaped like bamboo leaves and as thin as cicada wings attached to the edge of the paper umbrella.
Qin Zixin looked at the jade delicate paper umbrella, the blade that glowed with a slight cold light, it seemed that Xiaoyao Valley was really a place where the dragon and the crouching tiger were hidden. It turns out that Yu Linglong is also a person of affection and sex.
"Don't you explain the culprit?" The man in gray put away the folding fan in his hand and strode in front of Qin Zixin, he was somewhat similar to Xue Lingqi, the same handsome and free, but with different personalities.
"You are all people who want to take my Qin Zixin's life, no matter how I explain, I can't save my life." Qin Zixin held down the wound, she also wanted Yu Linglong to stop, but in that case, she would be chased and killed by Murong Bing.
"The consciousness is very high, I heard the White Tiger Protector say that the last time the high priest was seriously injured by the pavilion master in order to exonerate you. Now, the two Dharma Protectors are fighting against you again, and it is difficult to say that you are not the one who infiltrated our Escape Valley. The man in gray said suddenly.
"You guys are very free today, the four protectors have gathered at the entrance of this plague village, Feixue, do you think they should be punished?" The grass flew over with the snow in her arms. Zhuge Yan followed behind Xicao with a cold face.
"Grass." The moment Qin Zixin saw the grass, her tense nerves relaxed. Seeing Xicao and Zhuge Yan coming, Yu Linglong and Murong Xue also put away their weapons.
"Brother Xicao, you want to save your sister, they are all bad people who came to kill your sister." Qingqing broke away from Qin Zixin's hand and ran to the side of the grass.
"See the Pavilion Master and the High Priest." Except for Qin Zixin and Qingqing, everyone knelt together. The people of the Plague Village also ran out because of the chaos just now.
"Qin Zixin, this is your masterpiece again?" Zhuge Yan motioned for the people on the ground to get up, a pair of cold eyes swept towards Qin Zixin, and Qingqing was so frightened that she hid behind the grass.
"Zhuge Yan, you once made a pact with me that if I healed the people of the plague village, you would not take my life again. As the master of the Pavilion, you won't break your word, right? Qin Zixin was not afraid of Zhuge Yan's eyes at all, and said indifferently.
When the four Dharma Protectors heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other. Qin Zixin is the first person who dares to talk to the pavilion master in this tone, except for the grass, it seems that she will shed her skin even if she does not die.