"Admit defeat, just admit defeat." After all, he is his own apprentice, even if no one is allowed to interfere with the rules, Lao Chen still can't help but shout in distress: "Xiaotang! Admit defeat! ”

Trapped in the formation, Zuo Litang was confused, and could only rely on instinct to continue fighting.

But Liang Qing raised her eyes coldly and opened her lips in the direction of Lao Chen.

"She can't hear it."

"Liangqing!" Lao Chen gritted his teeth, and his eyes were fierce: "That's your fellow junior sister, a big competition between the sect, do you really want her to die?" ”

Liang Qing was unmoved, still looking at the formation.

"Damn!" Lao Chen gritted his teeth, anxious and panicked, and endured it without coming to the stage to stop it.

Finally, Zuo Litang was covered in injuries and fell to the ground, covered in blood.

When the shadow held the sword again, about to give her the final blow, Liang Qing's little hand was calmly raised.

The formation dispersed in an instant.

"Old Flower!" Lao Chen immediately looked at the flower gate master beside him.

The Flower Sect Master's face was also a little ugly, but he immediately raised his voice and announced: "Competition! Liang Qingsheng! ”

As soon as the words fell, Lao Chen immediately flew onto the stage, picked up Zuo Litang, who had already been out of breath and had no air in on the ground, and sent him to heal.

Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at Liang Qing coldly, and his eyes were full of pain.

It seems unbelievable that she really did such a ruthless killing.

……

The audience was also silent.

If this is a competition with back and forth, and Liang Qing wins in the end, they may feel that Liang Qing is very powerful, very strong, and even cheers.

But this game was a torture from beginning to end.

So, they only have fear in their hearts.

"Xiaoqing!" Looking at the child who walked down, Lao Wa was also anxious: "What's the matter with you?" Even if you want to win, you don't have to do that, right? Isn't Xiaotang your good friend? ”

"I never said she was a good friend of mine." Liang Qing didn't raise his eyes.

"Xiaoqing?" Sensing that something was wrong with her, Lao Wa looked at her suspiciously.

But he didn't have time to think about it, he looked behind him again, and pressed his temples with a headache.

"Anyway, you've done too much, Lao Hua and Lao Chen are afraid that they are all cold, and the other group of door masters are afraid that they are also frightened, no!" Lao Wa turned around in a hurry, and was about to chase after him: "I have to explain it to them!" ”

Lao Wa hurriedly roared away, and in an instant, only Mo Jin and Liang Qing were left.

One is the cold and lonely head, and the other is a little apprentice who was lively in the past but is silent at the moment.

The scene fell silent.

After a while, Mo Jin lowered his eyes and looked at the child beside him who had already come up before, but was standing there without saying a word at the moment.

"Xiaoqing?" A cold voice, it is rare to speak first, breaking the silence.

Liang Qing raised her little face, the little face that was bright on weekdays, was calm at the moment, and her eyes were dead.

"Master also blames me?" The corners of her lips curled.

"I didn't mean to." Mo Jin frowned slightly, and only opened his lips: "It's just ...... Why are you like this today? ”

“……”

"You don't really want to kill her." The man's cold voice was full of certainty.

"How does Master know I'm not?" The child raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed: "What if I am?" ”

Mo Jin was stunned.

Hmmm-

The child stepped forward, stared at him, and spoke abruptly.

"I want to know, if I really want to kill her, Master...... Will there be a stop for me? ”

"Xiaoqing?"

"Master." The clear eyes stared at him brightly, as if with a scorching heat that made him unavoidable: "What did you do when you took Xiaotang to heal before?" ”