Chapter 612: Wagging Tail and Begging for Pity
In the few days of contact with Yan Bingqing, the two were as close as sisters, and they talked about everything.
Even, both of them took a bath together.
And at that time, Yun Chuchu silently planted a soul seed in Yan Bingqing's heart.
Because, at that time, she felt that Yan Bingqing's true soul fell into a deep sleep.
Just now, the soul seed in Yan Bingqing's true soul finally sprouted.
At this moment, the immortal rope that bound Yun Chuchu unexpectedly loosened on its own.
Yun Chuchu put away this supreme treasure and hurried towards the square of Yunjian Pavilion.
At this time, the strength on Yan Bingqing's body was constantly fluctuating, sometimes strong, sometimes weak.
And in her pupils, there is also a face that keeps flashing.
Han Qing reacted immediately, stopped the power of the tribulation that attracted Gu Yu, and instead appeared in front of Yan Bingqing in an instant, slapping her forehead with a palm.
With a "boom", Yan Bingqing's whole body trembled, and two lines of blood suddenly flowed out of his eyes.
"Get out of my body at once." Yan Bingqing suddenly screamed bitterly.
At this moment, something seemed to shatter in her body with a click.
And the Heaven-Turning Divine Sect mark in the center of her eyebrows actually seemed to be peeled out of her soul and fell to the ground.
Han Qing stretched out his hand and was about to collect it, but this mark disappeared in mid-air.
At this time, Yan Bingqing's body went weak and fell backwards.
Han Qing subconsciously reached out his hand, hugged her waist, and then put her on the ground.
The aura on Yan Bingqing's body was extremely sluggish.
However, her eyes were dripping with blood, but she was staring at Han Qing.
"Han ...... Qing ......" Yan Bingqing said with difficulty.
"It's me." Han Qing nodded.
Yan Bingqing's lips opened and closed, as if he wanted to say something, but no voice came out.
Han Qing leaned down and slapped her closer, wondering what she was talking about.
But at this moment, Yan Bingqing suddenly leaned forward, and his lips were imprinted on the corners of his mouth.
Han Qing froze suddenly, where did he think that Yan Bingqing was so weak that he would secretly kiss him.
At this time, the corners of Yan Bingqing's mouth curled slightly, then closed his eyes and fell unconscious.
Han Qing shook his head a little helplessly, but at this moment, he suddenly turned his head to look back, and then saw Yun Chuchu appear not far away, staring at him with some anger.
"That...... Chu Chu, I ......" Han Qing knew that Yun Chuchu had seen the scene of Yan Bingqing secretly kissing him just now, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.
Yun Chuchu bit his lower lip, came to his side, and said, "Solve the problem of this Yunjian Pavilion first."
Han Qing's heart was relieved, my woman is the atmosphere.
At this time, the master of Yunjian Pavilion and the disciples were all mourned.
At this moment, the Beicang Pavilion Lord suddenly raised his head and roared with a hideous face: "Kill Han Qing, he is also the end of the crossbow, if he doesn't die, then we will all die."
"Kill!"
The elders and disciples of the Yunjian Pavilion all shouted, and followed the pavilion master to kill Han Qing.
Han Qing looked at these people with disdain, and suddenly raised his hand and waved.
With a "boom", the spiritual power surged.
The Beicang Pavilion Lord screamed miserably, vomiting blood and flying upside down, and the rest of the people also flew up in a roar, and smashed to the ground like rain.
At this time, Han Qing narrowed his eyes and stared at the Beicang Pavilion Lord.
This old thing that is inferior to the beast should be damned ten thousand times.
"Han Shao, Venerable Han, Grandpa Han, spare me, it's all the *** of the Heaven Turning God Sect, she forced me." Sensing Han Qing's piercing killing intent, the Beicang Pavilion Lord knelt down like a dog and humbly begged for mercy.
When the rest of the Yunjian Pavilion saw this scene, they couldn't believe it, and they trembled even more.
This old thing wagging his tail like an old dog and begging for mercy is really their pavilion master?
Didn't he say that my sword cultivator should put life and death aside in order to achieve something?
But he himself faced death, and it was so unbearable.