Chapter 550: Desperate Wind and Snow Meets the Dead

Cheng Buxian changed his embarrassed appearance just now, and faced Qin Lingxue with a lewd smile, staring at Qin Lingxue with mocking eyes for a while, and finally showed a mocking smile.

"Haha, Qin Lingxue go die"

With Cheng Buxian's insolent shout, he violently pulled back the dagger inserted into Qin Lingxue's chest, and then he danced in the wind and snow to celebrate Qin Lingxue's imminent death.

Cheng Buxian was convinced that his sneak attack had definitely hit Qin Lingxue's vital point, and he didn't give Qin Lingxue the slightest chance to breathe, as long as he took a little step forward now, then Qin Lingxue would fall to the ground and die.

But Cheng Bu didn't worry about miscalculation, and his wishful thinking didn't work out after all.

Just when Cheng Buxian let out a wild laugh, he faintly heard Qin Lingxue's cruel smile in his ears, that laughter was really better than him, for a while, Cheng Buxian showed a trace of fear, he didn't believe that Qin Lingxue could still laugh after being stabbed by him in the death hole, and the smile was so gloomy and amazing.

Cheng Buxian turned around with a little horror, and at this time, he found that Qin Lingxue not only did not fall to the ground and die, but danced with him, and the unicorn satin in his hand suddenly floated under Qin Lingxue's dance, and the cold storm and snow that came to his face turned into ashes at a distance of one foot from the unicorn satin.

Looking at Qin Lingxue's wound again, he found that Qin Lingxue's wound was not as bleeding as Cheng Buxian imagined.

Cheng Buxue gradually stopped laughing wildly, followed by the burst of fear in his eyes, he was not afraid of Qin Lingxue, he was confident enough to kill the one-armed old monster Qin Lingxue within more than a hundred moves, but Qin Lingxue had a divine weapon in his hand, if Qin Lingxue waved the unicorn satin casually, he would immediately turn into ashes.

Looking back, the dagger in his hand had already been twisted, and Cheng Buxian exclaimed, "How can this be?" There was a hint of puzzlement in his voice.

Qin Lingxue smiled coldly, stroked the unicorn satin in her hand and said with satisfaction: "Cheng is not worried, I, Qin Lingxue, have been protected by God, and my life should not be extinguished, what you stabbed just now was just my divine soldier."

Cheng Buxian understood, it turned out that what he had just stabbed was not Qin Lingxue's body, but Qilin Satin. People are not as good as heaven, Cheng Buxian, who has exhausted all the organs, finally failed to kill Qin Lingxue, he understands that it is impossible to beg Qin Lingxue now, as long as Qin Lingxue wields his divine weapon slightly, then all the conspiracies of Cheng Buxian for so long will be brought into the Yellow Spring with him.

The escape plan, which did not dare to slack off for a moment, was brewing under the rotation of Cheng Bu's two eyes.

Another gust of wind struck, the wind hit Qin Lingxue head-on, Cheng Bu was worried that the time was coming, and quietly transported the true qi to his feet, at the same time, his hands were slowly stretched, and at the moment when Cheng Buxian jumped up, he shouted the voice of "Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect" in his mouth.

Qin Lingxue was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved the unicorn satin to block the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect of Cheng Bu Worry, after a loud noise, tens of thousands of wisps of true qi refracted from the surroundings of the Qi Lin Satin, turning the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect that Cheng Bu did not worry about, with a piercing chirp of the Nine Heavens Xuanfeng, Cheng Bu was stunned and spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily five zhang away, Cheng Bu was stunned and hurriedly got up from the ground, he knew that this was his only chance to escape, if he was a little snub now, he would definitely die under the unicorn satin, Cheng Bu Wu reluctantly suppressed the pain in his body, and a secret weapon flew out from Cheng Bu Worry's palm, just at the moment Qin Lingxue dodged, Cheng Buxian has disappeared in the vast wind and snow.

Qin Lingxue took two steps forward, "The old puppet counts your fate, ・・・・・・ hum"

was about to catch up, and suddenly heard Ma Kun's ** voice, Qin Lingxue stopped and turned around to help Ma Kun up.

Zhou Yingying, Zhou Yinlong and the tomb slave hurriedly said goodbye to Zhou Lishui and others in Youdu, and chased them in the direction of Ma Kun's escape, but the three of them did not get any news of Ma Kun for a few days, and in desperation, several people had to settle down in a remote village, looking at the wind and snow that did not stop at all, Zhou Yinlong sighed deeply, and stayed by the stove without any appetite to drink the old wine in his hand.

The loss of the unicorn satin upset the three of them, but they were not afraid that the unicorn satin would fall into Ma Kun's hands, because they knew Ma Kun's personality better than anyone else, but when they thought of Ma Kun's behavior and the master Qin Lingxue who obeyed his words, they couldn't help but be afraid.

Qin Lingxue is a pivotal figure in the rivers and lakes, but he has suffered repeated setbacks since the Martial Arts Conference, and finally lost an arm for his dream of dominating the martial arts, so now Qin Lingxue has become a deformed mentality of hating others and hating the world.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yingying couldn't help but shiver, and gradually she walked out of the room and came to the wind and snow outside the door alone.

The gloomy sky blurred her vision, and just when Zhou Yingying was enjoying the coolness brought by the wind and snow, a figure appeared in the distance, and the figure squirmed hard in the wind and snow, suddenly straightening up, suddenly half-squatting, and suddenly crawling on the ground.

Zhou Yingying was stunned for a moment, and her intuition told him that the person was seriously injured, Zhou Yingying hurriedly moved forward and came to the front of the person in a blink of an eye.

Cheng Buxian's face was pale, his lips were chapped, his slightly trembling hands were already covered with bloodstains, the bloodstains had already dried up under the invasion of wind and snow, and the clothes of the occasional burning elephant were also scarred, Cheng Buxian was helped up by Zhou Yingying, and the moment he saw Zhou Yingying with dull and godless eyes, he was taken aback, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to push Zhou Yingying aside, and was about to escape, but he fell to the ground in front of him.

Zhou Yingying will not kill him, and will heal him, but what Cheng Buxian has done for so long has already turned him into a frightened bird, in his eyes, anyone who has something to do with Qilin satin is his enemy, what means do you use to treat the enemy?

Therefore, Cheng Buxian saw Zhou Yingying at first sight, like a great enemy, desperate to flee for his life.

In the small room, Zhou Yinlong concentrated on checking the wound for Cheng Buying, the tomb slave and Zhou Yingying stared intently at Cheng Buying, who was scarred and induced a burst of burning breath, just when Zhou Yinlong peeled off the rotten clothes on his body layer by layer, Zhou Yingying hurriedly turned her head over, and just when Zhou Yingying felt a trace of shyness, she heard Zhou Yinlong's exclamation in her ears.

"Unicorn satin? impossible"

Zhou Yingying trembled when she heard the unicorn satin, and turned her head without thinking.