Chapter Seventy-Seven: Cold-Faced Protector
"Kill the entire Plague Village? Do you dare? Your pavilion master has also entrusted my master Zuo Ci Dao to seek prescriptions for them, but you want to kill them? Hearing this, Qin Zixin couldn't help but daxiao, how did this Xuanwu become a Dharma protector.
"You!" Murong Bing was exposed, and Liu Mei raised his sword to kill Qin Zixin.
In this open place, Qin Zi's mind skillfully dodged left and right. Murong Bing turned around and cut down a small tree rented at the mouth of the bowl, and the fierce sword qi spread out in all directions, and the slightly longer grass also broke one after another. Suddenly, Murong Bing turned his head and stabbed at Qingqing, Qin Zixin stepped forward with a boost of anger, she didn't dare to kill the entire village, but she would still be able to kill a child.
"You're not dead yet." Murong Bing sneered, and stabbed into the back of Qin Zixin. Qin Zixin turned sideways, the long hair on the right side fell together, and his clothes were torn.
Seeing this, the guard took Qingqing in his arms and clasped her neck tightly. Murong Bing glanced at him appreciatively, and Qin Zixin had no choice but to stop.
Qin Zixin stood on the ground, the blood on his right arm smeared.
Murong Bing walked towards Qin Zixin step by step with his sword, the Xiaoyao Pavilion Lord's disgust for this Qin Zixin that day was obvious, as long as he killed her in front of others, he might replace Xicao as the high priest of Xiaoyao Pavilion. Xicao had already offended the pavilion master because of Qin Zixin, and he could be above the other Dharma protectors at this time.
"It seems that another person wants to borrow me for promotion." Qin Zixin saw Murong Bing's intentions, the grass was Zhuge Yan's right-hand man, if you could replace yours, it would not be the only grass that could enter the Star Pool.
"You don't have to worry about it, you just need to die in peace." Murong Bing was seen through what he was thinking, and he couldn't help but be annoyed, and stabbed straight into Qin Zixin's heart.
Qin Zixin looked at the sword that reached his heart, and quickly stepped back, but unexpectedly tripped on a stone, and the whole person fell backwards.
Murong Bing missed the blow with one blow, and looked at Qin Zixin, who fell to the ground, and used the seventh-layer skill, this time it will not let you avoid it.
"Murong Bing, you will take the lead." A paper umbrella flew from a distance and stuck diagonally on the ground. Murong Bing's sword was stiffly blocked behind the paper umbrella. The delicate and graceful figure of the jade came.
"Yu Linglong, this Qin Zixin was found by me first." Murong Bing put away his sword and looked at Yu Linglong coldly, this woman will intervene in everything, last time she was punished and grounded for being in a hurry to replace the grass, and today she dared to come again.
"She has an appointment with the pavilion master, which is a well-known thing. Murong Bing, could it be that you forgot? Yu Linglong pulled out the paper umbrella on the ground and gently patted the dirt off it.
"I only remember that it was the Pavilion Master who ordered her to be banned." Murong Bing walked to Yu Linglong's side and gave her a fierce look. It seems that Zhuge Yan's leadership ability is not very good, and his subordinates have become like this, and he ignores it.
"Miss Qin, are you okay?" Yu Linglong didn't pay attention to Murong Bing and stretched out her hand to Qin Zixin, who was sitting on the ground.
“xiexie。” Qin Zixin took Yu Linglong's hand and stood up, although she didn't know what Yu Linglong's plan was, but she knew that she didn't have to die now.
"Sister, you're bleeding." Qingqing ran to Qin Zixin's side and handed a whitewashed cloth to Qin Zixin.