Zhao Rishui was so excited that when he climbed the big tree, he didn't even see Ling Lingqi hiding a meter or two above his head. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ling Lingqi tried his best to control his breathing, for fear of making a slight noise, but when Bai Yufeng, who had 'lived and died together' with him in the Tianshan Mountains, was also about to take off his clothes and go into the water to take a bath, Ling Lingqi's heart could no longer remain calm, and his eyes began to hesitate. If he was alone, he might have chosen to wait and see, but just below him, a pair of animalistic eyes were staring at the woman who was whiter than snow.

What to do?

Ling Lingqi's hands were bruised, after all, he couldn't ruthlessly let such a cold woman who had saved his life be insulted, so he turned his heart sideways and shouted: "Be careful!" The voice was not loud, but it was completely able to make Bai Yufeng and the others hear clearly, not to mention Zhao Rishui who was standing below Ling Lingqi.

Zhao Rishui, who was beating faster and excited, never expected that there would be someone above his head, hearing Ling Lingqi drinking, his whole body trembled, he looked up, just staring at Ling Lingqi, Zhao Rishui's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, his feet slipped, and he fell from the branch with a bang.

How is it possible! Zhao Rishui only had one thought left in his head, why, why is it him every time!!

Bai Yufeng, who was about to take off his clothes, heard a broken drink, and it was obviously a man's voice, he immediately tied the silk scarf that had just been untied, and at the same time picked up the long sword on the ground with his foot, and shouted: "Who?"

As for the women who had taken off their clothes and soaked in the stream to bathe, they all screamed in horror and made a mess, wanting to go ashore but didn't dare, they could only squat in the water, their faces were colorless, and their hearts were grief-stricken.

After Ling Lingqi shouted, he couldn't care about other things, and quickly got down the tree, wanting to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but Zhao Rishui, who fell from the tree to the ground with a thud, finally came to his senses and shouted loudly: "Adulterous thief, where to escape!" At the same time, he pulled out the long sword at his waist and stabbed Ling Lingqi in the chest.

Ling Lingqi also rushed to Zhao Rishui's chest with a sword, and the same way he ended up that night, it seemed that Zhao Rishui would not dare to fight with him. Sure enough, although Zhao Rishui had already gritted his teeth with hatred for Ling Lingqi and just wanted to cut him with a thousand knives, he would never die with Ling Lingqi, and was busy pressing back the sword, but the sword in Ling Lingqi's hand was a miraculous flip, sticking to his sword and continuing to stab it, Zhao Rishui's face changed, and he remembered the scene that night, it was this move that stabbed his left arm, but today he encountered this move, Zhao Rishui was horrified that he still couldn't dodge!

With a bang, Ling Ling's seven sharp swords pierced into Zhao Rishui's right arm, Zhao Rishui's hand shook, and the long sword fell to the ground, his face like ashes. One move, the same move, he couldn't dodge, he injured his left arm last time, and this time he injured his right arm, Zhao Rishui stayed on the spot, trembling slightly, his eyes were full of fear and unwillingness.

It's all complicated to say, but it's actually just a matter of breathing in and out.

Ling Lingqi didn't take advantage of the situation to attack, the long sword was sheathed, and he ran towards the north with all his might, he hated Zhao Rishui very much in his heart, but he couldn't kill him. Bai Yufeng, who was not far away, threw the clothes on the shore to a few junior sisters who were still in the water, and pounced towards the sound, and saw Ling Lingqi stabbing Zhao Rishui and escaping. Bai Yufeng's face was cold, and without saying a word, he passed over Zhao Rishui, who was still staying, and chased after him.

Not long after, a sound of breaking the air came, Zhao Ritian fell in front of Zhao Rishui, looking at Zhao Rishui's appearance, he was shocked: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Rishui looked at Zhao Ritian with a pale face, and before he could answer, Yue Shisan and Shu Xue also arrived at the same time, while Yu Jizi landed by the stream, looking at the few disciples who were wearing clothes in a panic with a gloomy face, and shouted: "What's the matter?"

The disciples cried loudly, put on their clothes and stood in front of Yu Jizi with their heads down, trembling, not because of fear, but because of fear. The women who had just been in the wind walked over with pale faces, and told the story one by one, and the face of the jade machine on the side gradually turned pale......

It is said that Ling Lingqi tried his best to escape to the foot of the mountain quickly, and was framed twice in a row by Zhao Rishui, which made him have an urge to kill, but he still endured it just now. From beginning to end, he was innocent, if he really killed Zhao Rishui, he would never turn over, but Ling Lingqi was at a loss now, when would he be a head if he fled like this?

Ling Lingqi didn't look back, he knew that there was someone behind him who was following him closely, but unfortunately he had tried his best, inserting left and right, and he couldn't get rid of it, almost running two miles away, Ling Lingqi gradually slowed down, and the extreme consumption made him have to slow down.

Following behind Ling Lingqi was Bai Yufeng, no matter whether Ling Lingqi was fast or slow, she was always seventy meters behind Ling Lingqi, not that she couldn't catch up, but she was also at a loss in her heart at this time, she didn't know what to do after catching up with Ling Lingqi.

Finally, Ling Lingqi stopped running, and since he couldn't run away, he simply didn't waste his physical strength.

Ling Lingqi, whose face was pale, held on to a tree, coughed violently a few times, slowly turned around, and saw Bai Yufeng five meters away.

"Is it you?" Ling Lingqi was stunned, but she didn't expect that it was Bai Yufeng who had been following her.

Bai Yufeng looked at Ling Lingqi without saying a word, her silver teeth were clenched, her hair was full of green silk messy in the wind, and her eyes were three points miserable and seven points compassionate, but there was no resentment.

For a long time, the two looked at each other quietly, and neither of them spoke.

A trace of bitterness flashed on Ling Lingqi's face, his expression changed, and he coughed again, this time he coughed so badly that he almost couldn't stand on his feet, and when he coughed at the last time, Ling Lingqi covered his mouth with his hand, and when he took his hand away, there was a bloody red on his hand and the corners of his mouth, and he actually coughed up blood.

Ling Lingqi looked at the blood on his hands, stunned, these days of continuous running, there was something wrong with his body after all.

Bai Yufeng's face not far away finally changed, it was a trace of concern and unbearability, but then it disappeared, the hand holding the sword tightened, and said coldly: "Did you kill Master Huiyuan?"

"Huiyuan?" Ling Lingqi raised his head, "The monk?"

"Not bad!"

"He's dead?" Ling Lingqi's eyes darkened, as if he didn't believe it, and it seemed that he had expected it.

"Did you really kill it?" Bai Yufeng said word by word, staring at Ling Lingqi tightly, that look was not so much anger as unbelieving, she hoped that Ling Lingqi could deny it herself, but her only glimmer of hope was dashed.

“...... Yes...... I killed ......."

Bai Yufeng's eyes were cold: "Why don't you let go of the right path, but go to the evil path, and you are the most spurned thief in the world?"

"......" (To be continued.) )