Chapter 43: The villain cheats
The night is sparkling, Jing Che stands alone at the entrance of the Xiyanpo cemetery, behind him is the yin wind hunting, in front of him is half of a Zhao town quietly spread out at the feet, a few courtyards of white candles are picked, and a few courtyards of water stop the pearls from sinking.
In the gloomy atmosphere of the cemetery, most ordinary people feel creepy, but Jing Che feels inexplicably close, perhaps because she has been lying in the grave for more than a hundred years.
It's like a dream, when she came to the imperial clothes to reach out for food and open her mouth, she probably never thought that she would sleep in a troubled world in the grave after that, and then the drunken uncle led her into the world and took her to appreciate the sorrows and joys of the world one by one.
It's strange to say, under his subtlety, she has finally smoothed out the edges and corners, and she is not as obsessed with her heart as before, but she is the only one who does not change her bad behavior. He is her teacher, she should be extremely respectful, but they get along with each other like enemies, he doesn't have a serious teacher, and she doesn't have the respect that an apprentice should have.
I don't know how important it is.
Jing Che suddenly burst into a shallow laugh, speaking of which she thought she had grown, she was probably still the same, so proud that she refused to bow her head to others. For example, she was ashamed of the porcelain statue that just happened, but he also had a bad attitude, forcing her to be tough. She also often walks to the dark on a road, like to Gong Lin. Unless one day she can make Gong Lin pay for the crimes she has committed, she will never give up.
"You're early." A cold snort interrupted Jing Che's thoughts, and he saw Gong Lin walking uphill.
Jing Che clenched the Daigo in his hand, and the fairy stick seemed to have an aura to comfort the master, and the circulating fairy aura flashed slightly. She squinted her lips and sneered: "If you don't come again, I thought you were going to escape." ”
"Hmph, it's still sharp," Gong Lin said coldly and disdainfully, "I don't have time to talk to you, let's start." ”
Heng Qi Daigo: "The old rule, win or lose within ten moves, and you can't make killing moves." ”
As soon as the words fell, Gong Lin was caught off guard against his sword. The silver light swept through the air, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight in. Jing Che leaned back, his black satin was picked apart by a sword, and his long hair suddenly puffed into the wind like floating seaweed, and people almost avoided it with a sword.
Secretly scolding despicable, Jing Che gritted his teeth with hatred, turned around with one foot, and waved his stick to open Gonglin's offensive. Her stick method is impermeable, and she still doesn't let half a point go. Although his foundation is weaker because his cultivation time is shorter than Gong Lin's, he relies on his flexible body and superb moves, and forces Gong Lin to attack with all his strength in a few moves.
Rao made the first move, and Gong Lin did not have the upper hand, but was secretly surprised by Jing Che's strength. thought that she usually seemed to be idle and troublesome, but she didn't expect that there was still some real ability under this lazy skin.
It has been the eighth move, Gong Lin has gradually taken a defensive position, Jing Che did not feel sick, and adjusted the move to gather the true qi of the whole body to sacrifice a trace of sand. She can only draw gourds in the same way, and this power should not be underestimated. But her appearance has a slight tendency to take care of one or the other, and she is distracted by making a trace of sand unskilled, causing the empty door in front of her to be exposed. Fortunately, she was a foot away from Gong Lin at this time, and her speed was enough to avoid Ming Jian's attack.
The wind is blowing everywhere, the sand is rolling up fine dust in the low air and wrapping it into a whirlpool, and the dry grass in front of the grave is like crying.
With a loud shout, Jing Che stood on the top of the rock, and his body lit up violently, and a trace of sand was about to come out.
At this moment, something pierced through the dark air and came straight and struck into the chest in an instant. I didn't see blood, I saw Jing Che slightly holding his chest, his face was painful, his true qi had been condensed between the sticks but he gave up halfway, and at this moment he reversed and devoured, and attacked back his heart together.
"Wow-" sounded, a mouthful of blood splashed on the rock, and Daigo died against the palm of his hand to support the decline of the whole body, and half of the green silk fell to block the pale face.
"You cheat!" The tone was weak, the arrogance did not change, and the smell of blood in the throat was surging, sweet and fishy.
Jing Che clutched his right chest, and his blood-stained fingers struggled to move to the hidden weapon that had submerged into his body, and found that only a small ring was left outside. I wanted to pull it out, but it hurt even to hook the flesh and intestines, and it seemed that tens of thousands of small thorns were torn.
"I'm just cheating, what can you do to me?" Gong Lin floated a smug and eerie smile, put away his sword and walked over slowly.
Jing Che pushed her away fiercely, and he still had some strength, but Gong Lin fell into the well and slapped her on the chest. didn't have time to dodge, so she received a palm that she had injected ten percent of her strength on, and the whole person bounced out and fell heavily to the ground.
Gong Lin dusted off his hands, walked in front of Jing Che again, leaned over and looked at her condescendingly, reached out and accurately buckled the small ring of the hidden weapon, and spun it in a few circles.
"Ahh
"Do you know it hurts now? What about the arrogance before? Gong Lin scoffed as if he were revenge.
"Heh... Gong Lin... Do you dare to be a little more cloudy...... You've got what it takes to kill me here...... Ahem......"
"I don't dare, you are the heart and soul of the Sword Saint and Ye Xiu, if I just play you to death like this, then from now on-" Leng Bufu kicked Jing Che's knee with her toes, she didn't stabilize her body, and half knelt down crookedly, Gong Lin continued to be yin and yang: "Isn't my life also difficult." ”
Refusing to kneel down no matter what, Jing Che struggled to get up, but was hit on the neck by a kick in the head. The dog slammed forward like, and the delicate skin on his face rubbed against the mud and dust on the ground, and a few lines of red immediately appeared.
"Kowtow to me, Jing Che, I'm in a good mood, but I can consider letting you suffer less."
"Please...... Heh......" His lips were all rotten mud and sand, and his speech was slurred, but his hands fumbled and grabbed Daigo, "You don't think... Even if I kneel to you, Senior Brother Xiu won't like you at all, a poisonous woman, believe it or not, even if you strip naked and climb on his bed, he won't look at you......"
Thinking that she should be distracted by these words, Jing Che clenched his hands and stabbed backwards in desperation, and before the last strength touched Gong Lin, he was intercepted in the middle of the road.
"Jing Che, don't be delusional about dying and struggling!" Gong Lin was furious, snatched Daigo from her hand, and stabbed her calf with a backhand.
He snorted, almost gritting his teeth before swallowing the pain back into his throat. One leg was pinned to the ground by Daigo, and blood gushed out. The fingertips were buckled into the semi-stiff mud, and a handful of putrid was crushed in the palm of his hand.
spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "Gong Lin, aren't you afraid that I will go back and report you......"
"How dare you say? If you compete in private, you will be abolished, are you willing to suffer a little here, or will you be like a waste person from now on? Belch? The winner sneered.
kicked her body angrily again, and Gong Lin accepted it when he saw it and left here. The footsteps have gone, and Xiyanpo is as silent as ever. A few gusts of wind swept by, and the remnants of snow and mud were covered with another layer, and the footprints were swallowed up by the darkness of the attackers, as if no one had ever come.
Jing Che supported his upper body with his elbows, and his left hand was twisted behind him with difficulty, trembling and groping for Daigo, who was nailed to his leg. Hold it tightly again and pull it out vigorously.
The blood-stained Daigo staggered to one side, and the cold light of the shark bead was still there, like a compassionate eye watching everything, but it was indifferent.
Jing Che tried to curl up and get up, and fell back to the ground. The small body finally fell motionless to the ground, lifeless.
The yin wind of Xiyanpo blew from the north into Yizhao Town, and the blood wrapped in it was scattered. The red lantern hung under the eaves and swayed, and the yellowish candle flame in it was unwilling to jump an inch, and it was suddenly extinguished.
The cold sword in the courtyard was cold, and the murderous aura was overflowing.
With the sword blade next to his neck, Qiying smiled calmly: "The sword saint has good eyesight, and he can see through my little trick in a few sentences." ”
The original humble expression disappeared, and the face began to distort and change, revealing another person's face.
He showed his true face, and Baili Kazama felt a little familiar at first glance, and his mind flashed back to the fortune teller who was noisy in the casino a few days ago and had spoken a few words to Ah Che.
"To be able to enter the Thousand Ridge Enchantment, you have a lot of ability."
"It's thanks to the good apprentice of the Sword Master."
The eyebrows are close - Ah Che is still young, smart and clever but rarely guards against people, if he happens to be deceived by someone with a heart, he may not be able to tell the difference.
At the moment when he was slightly stunned by the hundred miles of wind, Ah Ye's figure began to change, and his originally quite burly and strong body shrank a lot thinner, just avoiding the sword blade. He stood sideways like a snake and swept back an inch.
The sword qi between the hundred miles of wind followed, swallowing into Ah Ye's abdomen with precision and domineering.
His face was slightly distorted, Ah Ye no longer stiffened, lifted his breath and flew up to the eaves, and fled in the direction of Xiyanpo.
He calculated step by step, interlocking, almost unhindered all the way down, even if he was recognized by Baili Fengjian at this moment, he thought that he still had a follow-up move. Now he only needs to enter Xiyan Slope to activate the blood sacrifice, and the formation can last for ten years. As long as there are newly deceased people buried in a specific direction, the formation can be triggered, and the breakdown of the Thousand Ridge Enchantment is just around the corner.
At that time, the Imperial army will be able to attack the Thousand Ridges unimpeded, and Jiahuang Mountain will also be in the bag!
But he didn't expect that anyone in the hundred miles of wind would see through his hands and feet in the cemetery, and he had already laid a net waiting for him.
As he fled into Xiyanpo, the cemetery in front of him was pitch black and vast, and the tombstones were stacked on top of each other. After carefully discerning the direction, Ah Ye was about to go deep into the graveyard when his ankle was suddenly grabbed by a cold hand.
Startled, Ah Ye slashed down with a hand knife, swept into the air, his eyes suddenly stopped, and his hand stopped.
Seeing the messy green silk, thrillingly scattered, Ah Ye had a violent premonition in her heart, and leaned over and carefully turned over her body.
"Ache?" He was half surprised, but his mind was already spinning - no matter why she was here, it would be a great bargaining chip for him.
Jing Che opened his eyes weakly, and the black shadows flickered longingly, finally converging into a clear human face. She seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and her dry lips opened: "Ah Ye...... Save me. ”