Chapter Ninety-Three: The Trick of Blame
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Li Sanba roared in pain, but there was no fear or weakness in his eyes. Instead, he continued to wield his mace, stick after stick, and smashed it solidly.
Because of his jealousy and hatred, he smashed himself back with a stick, and the Poison Eagle Sect laughed fiercely, showing his powerful assassin body, constantly dancing and playing left and right in front of and behind Li Sanba, as if he wanted to use his claws to cut Li Sanba with a thousand knives, and he could only hate it in his heart if he was bits and pieces.
The name of the poisonous eagle does not come entirely from the poisonous claw, but more because of his surname Yin Poison, and he will be revenged. Especially like to abuse the enemy bloody and brutal when he has the advantage.
Yang Tieshan and several other guards shot angrily, and they were torn or stabbed by the sharp claws of the poisonous eagle, and fell to the ground, convulsions and unknown life and death.
"Stop. Li Baobao was so angry that he finally couldn't hold it back. Carrying the sword, he danced the sword flower and stabbed straight away.
"Boom. Zong Wuji's yin owl face seemed to be distorted by the excitement of abusing the enemy, his claws probed straight out, and with two bells, he shook Li Baobao's long sword out, and said with a disdainful smile: "If you want to be sharp or not, if you want to be accurate or not, Miss Li, you are really an embroidered pillow." ”
When Li Baobao's long sword flew away, her arm was numb, and her face turned red under his taunt, but she had no fighting spirit and no strength. Seeing that Lei Qing's life and death were unknown, and looking at those guards who were said to be from bandits, but who were deeply and righteously injured, or died tragically, Li Baobao was extremely angry, hating only why he had no strength and why he had no strength.
"Stop, let them go. Don't you just want to kill me, kill me, and you can go. Li Baobao said with a cold face.
"Jiji, a big beauty like you, how can I be willing to kill you before I have had enough? I look at you, as if I like that thief surnamed Lei. While he's not dead, I'm going to play with you in front of him until you're dying. Haha" Zong Wuji seemed to have his evil anger gone, laughed heartily, and cut at Li Baobao with one claw, but he was not murderous, probably trying to tear her clothes.
Just when Li Baobao was at a loss and his legs were weak.
"Bell. ”
The two pitch-black daggers, like two fangs sticking out silently from the darkness, separated the malicious claws. Zuo Qianqian, whose delicate body was wrapped with a black nether fighting spirit, appeared in front of Li Baobao as if she were nothing, and whispered: "Sister Baobao, you go first, I'll pester him." ”
Two daggers danced up and down in her white fingers, drawing a series of brilliant dagger flowers. It shows that her mastery of daggers has reached a good level. Usually a pair of watery eyes, but at this time, they were as cold as a blade, staring at Zong Wuji like a poisonous snake.
"Huh?" Zong Wuji seemed to have discovered some new continent, and said with a cruel smile in some surprise: "What a little girl who has no sense of existence, I haven't paid too much attention to you after fighting for so long. Apparently you know the way of the Assassin and have learned some special Dou Qi Gong techniques. Gifted and interesting. How long have you been cultivating Nether Fighting Qi?"
At this time, Zuo Qianqian really didn't want to pay attention to Zong Wuji's perverted and vicious goods. But she squinted at Lei Qing's side and seemed to have some movements, so she calmly began to delay time and said, "About half a year." ”
"Good talent, good perseverance, look at your eyes, it seems that you have killed people, and there are quite a few. A good seedling of an assassin. Zong Wuji suddenly had some thoughts of loving talents, gradually put away the cruel smile on his face, and said solemnly: "With your talent, it is too wasteful to follow this little white face that is bound to die." It's better to join us Wanying Stream and become the apprentice of my sect Wuji. But his words are realistic. In just half a year, he cultivated to the peak of black iron. It is impossible without talent, without perseverance, or even without the resources to support it.
His words made Zuo Qianqian very sick to her stomach. But she is a smart and clever little girl, she has been following Lei Qing for a long time, and she also knows all kinds of tricks. Then he deliberately blinked a pair of big watery eyes, and seemed to be a little interested and said: "What are the benefits of being your apprentice? Also, my baby sister has no grievances with you, why do you want to deal with her?"
"Haha, being my apprentice has a lot of benefits. I am a cultivator of the Wind Fighting Qi, and once I have a Netherworld Crystal Nucleus, I will naturally give priority to my apprentices. Zong Wuji laughed and said, "As for why you want to kill Li Baobao, they all have to die anyway, so it doesn't hurt to tell you." Her existence hinders the future of some people. There happened to be such a thing, and someone did it to bear Li Qianlong's anger for the dead ghost. ”
Li Baobao's flushed face turned pale, with her intelligence, how could she not understand when she heard such an obvious hint? Why, why did he even ignore family affection for the position of the president's heir?
It's so calculating, it's so calculating, killing two birds with one stone, and you can blame Jiangdong.
"If you want me to be your apprentice, it's okay, as long as you are willing to let go of Sister Baobao and Brother Lei, I am willing. Zuo Qianqian is not only delaying time, but also winning another hope for survival.
"Jie Ji, although my Poison Eagle Sect Wuji has a bad reputation, if I promise other people's things, I will definitely do it. Poison Eagle Sect Wuji smiled and said: "Good girl, don't waste time for these useless people, go back with me obediently, and ensure that you have a bright future in the future, maybe, there will be one of you in the Golden Master Seat." ”
"If Brother Lei dies, even if I become a gold-level master, what's the point?" Zuo Qianqian said firmly: "You either let them go, or you will kill me with them." ”
"Okay, well, my Poison Eagle Sect Wuji has really never been threatened like this. In Zong Wuji's eyes, a cold light flashed, his figure flashed, and his poisonous claws stabbed at Zuo Qianqian: "This kind of disobedient apprentice, what's the use?"
Suddenly, a thunderbolt seemed to explode suddenly behind Zong Wuji's ears. Under the sensitive perception, he knew that a sword in the rear was stabbing at an extremely fast speed. If he insisted on killing Zuo Qianqian, he was afraid that he would be pierced in the back by the sword.
Without a choice, Zong Wuji immediately turned around and reached out with his claws to block the sword that was like a lightning bolt. Seeing that the kid surnamed Lei was pale, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes, one move failed, and another move came desperately.
Zong Wuji blocked it again and again, and was slightly shocked in his heart, this kid's vitality is too tenacious, right? But on his lips, he said with a sneer: "Boy, even if you are strong, what if you are not only injured, but also poisoned by me." Lie there obediently, and I can still spare you a dog's life. You just understood it, I killed Li Baobao, but I blamed you, and I need to spare your life, don't you know what to do. Obey me, you still have a chance to escape, otherwise, cut off your legs and wait for death. ”
But he didn't know that Lei Qing had just swallowed a gold-level thunder crystal nucleus directly into his stomach not long ago. The crystal nucleus is a wonderful thing, which can help temper the body and shorten the time for self-cultivation. In the same way, it can also help people regain their fighting spirit in battle.
Lei Qing's original intention was to swallow this thunder crystal nucleus to help him replenish the fierce fighting energy. However, he had never tried a gold-level crystal nucleus in his life.
The thunder life force, energy essence and majesty contained in it far exceeded his imagination. The energy of the same kind and the same origin, stimulated by his Heavenly Thunder Fighting Qi, automatically realized that the essence and strong power in it could not help but be instilled into the Lei Qing meridians.
Lei Qing is just a powerhouse at the peak of bronze, and his cultivation level is not very high. If you swallow a silver-level crystal nucleus, you can control and withstand it. But the golden crystal nucleus, the surging power, was like a river bursting its banks, frantically washing his meridians, body, and life factors.
While providing him with seemingly endless power, it also brought him incomparably intense pain. In the midst of the seven orifices, dead blood flowed out, making his whole person look hideous and terrifying.
But now, as if he was a beast that had been completely enraged and injured, all his anger and strength were frantically poured out towards Zong Wuji.
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