Chapter 78: If not, how could she be enchanted?

Chapter 78: If not, how could she be enchanted?

  Chapter 78 If not so, how could she be enchanted?

  In the small courtyard.

   Accompanied by the thugs one by one, they fell under Lin Qingqing's fist. When her fist came out, it was like a flood and waves, and the momentum was endless...

  The old man with teeth began to feel a little irritable in his heart. From time to time, he pricked up his ears to listen to the road outside, wanting to hear the sound of the swift horses trampling by the wild Jiaogang.

   But all he heard was rain and fighting in the yard.

   He was able to stabilize his mentality at the beginning, but looking at Lin Qingqing, there were only two people left, namely the little Er and the strong man who stood in the yard at the beginning.

  In the yard, everyone's hair has been wet by the rain.

   Lin Qingqing was covered in blood, but none of it belonged to her.

   "Good junior sister!" Qi Zhengyi praised loudly.

   He only knocked down two people, most of the thugs were killed by Lin Qingqing with one punch, but it did not prevent him from cheering for his junior sister.

   "Senior brother, be careful, you go to the room over there first."

  Lin Qingqing gave Qi Zhengyi his back with confidence, and faced the remaining three people.

at this time.

  The old man in Yatou finally became uneasy in his heart: "Could it be that the Ye Jiao Gang wanted to deal with me a long time ago, so they chose to delay coming, watching the fire from the other side, just waiting for me and them to lose both, so they can take over my business?"

  Thinking of this, the old man Yatou felt a surge of hatred and anger in his heart.

   "Little Er, Dalong, hurry up, they will be finished soon!"

  Xiao Er and the sturdy man had been frightened by Lin Qingqing, but they still did not dare to obey the orders from the usually extremely majestic Tooth.

   Both of them were hit by Lin Qingqing's punches, but because they also have martial arts, they have carried it to the present.

   At this moment, the two exchanged eye contact, hinting at each other's direction of the shot.

  Shoo!

  The two shot at the same time, one with a knife and the other with a sword, and they attacked from left and right.

   However, Lin Qingqing's figure seemed to be integrated with the rain in the yard. As soon as he stepped on his feet and flicked his wrist, the rain hit the left and right with a terrifying force like a hidden weapon.

  She made progress, shaking her sleeves, clenching her fists, and doing it in one go!

boom!

   smashed Xiao Er's chin with a punch, knocking the handsome young man over a meter high, and then slammed it heavily on the ground, suddenly losing his breath.

   Little Er's sword was taken by her in her hand!

   As if she was born to hold a sword, she turned her steps and slashed her backhand.

   There was an extra line of blood on the neck of the sturdy man, and then a scarlet gushing out, and fell to the ground!

   "Wild Jiao Gang!"

   The old man with teeth roared: "Come out soon when you are nearby, the old man is willing to give half of your net worth..."

   The words have not yet fallen.

  I saw Lin Qingqing in the rain, who had stepped forward coldly and handed out a sword.

  The old man with teeth glared, "If you want to destroy my half-life foundation, don't even think about it!"

   He waited until the end to make a move. He just wanted to use up Lin Qingqing's physical strength through his subordinates. At the cost of wasting more than 20 appointments, he was sure that Lin Qingqing's strength would not be left much.

   At this time, when he makes another move, he will have full confidence.

  The old man of Yatou doesn’t usually do much with others, but his fifty years of wrong-handed skills have long been immersed to the point where he can easily grasp it. Once it is used, even a sword can be broken…

   The five fingers are madly grabbed, and Lin Qingqing will be strangled to death with his own hands.

   But he couldn't grasp the long sword in Lin Qingqing's hand no matter what, he couldn't believe it: "I have been fighting with twenty people for a long time, how can I still have such physical strength?"

   The sword in his eyes seems to have come to life in the hands of the girl, beautiful and flowing...

   handed out a sword, there is no swordsmanship.

   There are only three words, steady, accurate, ruthless!

   "Uh uh..."

  The old man's throat was like a broken bellows, and blood was pouring out constantly.

  The tip of the sword pierced through his throat and spat out from the back of his neck.

   "Is this... the strength of a disciple of the main sect?"

   Before he died, he looked at the Minghui girl who let go of her free hand, and he couldn't believe it. He was also a second-rate master, and he couldn't even resist the sword of a little hairy girl.

  After Lin Qingqing let go of the murderous sword, he seemed to let go of the weapon that he had the most in hand, feeling a little disappointed.

Just at this time.

   "Don't kill me, I'm just a cook, I'm just a cook."

  In the yard, a chubby cook hugged his head and screamed for mercy.

Lin Qingqing turned his eyes and saw that he had been squatting in the kitchen since the beginning, and he didn't take action against himself. He hesitated for a moment, so he ignored him and looked at Qi Zhengyi who was going to open the room. .

   At this time, Qi Zhengyi was frozen at the door of the house, and he stretched out his hand and didn't know what to say.

  I saw the children in the room, screaming in horror, because they were blind and blind, they kept groping in the dark, and some shrank into a ball.

   In fact, he has eighteen children, all of whom are not even in their teens.

   Qi Zheng had tears in his eyes, and then looked back at the dead bodies all over the floor. After the murder, his mood suddenly calmed down, and he even felt that he was not ruthless enough just now!

   "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we are not bad people, we will take you to find your parents..."

   Qi Zhengyi stepped forward and comforted many children:

   "Don't be afraid, your parents are waiting for you at home."

   When the children heard the word "parents", they all seemed to see a ray of light in the darkness, and all of a sudden they all quieted down...

Lin Qingqing stepped forward and said: "Eighteen children, we have to prepare a few carriages. Before we came here, didn't we think about how to resettle the children after we rescued them? Inside the Lin Family Escort, and then ask the uncles of the Escort to find their biological parents one by one."

   She, the eldest miss of the Lin family, has of course a lot of power to order her own bodyguards.

   "It's not safe here, take the children out first, and then I'll find the carriage." Qi Zhengyi said.

   The cook in the yard seemed to finally understand the situation at this time, and hurried over to provide information:

   "Two young heroes, I know where there is a carriage, you can take me away too, it can be regarded as saving my life, I was forced to cook here by them."

   The two looked at each other: "You take us to the carriage, and we will believe you."

   After half a cup of tea.

  The rain washed the smell of blood in the yard.

  …

   In the middle of the night, two carriages had come to a dilapidated earth temple outside the city.

  The two who thought they were completely safe suddenly felt a strong danger approaching.

   I saw a figure in the distance from the bonfire in front of the Earth Temple.

   He walked step by step with a deep smile:

"You're young, what's not good for you to learn, and it's not fair to learn from others, don't you know that there is black and white in this river and lake, where there is sunshine, there is darkness, and where there is righteousness, there is magic. Thinking about it, those of us in the underworld, this is what we do for a living, you killed more than 20 people under my subordinate forces, thinking that you can leave Black Rock City so easily?"

   Lin Qingqing and Qi Zheng standing by the bonfire suddenly stood up.

"who?"

  The two looked at the man who appeared beside the bonfire like a ghost. He was slender and sturdy, with a simple knife in his hand, standing in front of them.

   is as thick as a mountain.

   "Are you the man behind the beasts in that yard?"

  Lin Qingqing looked at the middle-aged swordsman and asked with an unbelievable guess.

"Ha ha…"

   The middle-aged swordsman grinned, his eyes suddenly fixed on Song Yu's hiding place, and said:

   "Although this person helped you deal with several masters of the Wild Jiao Gang, and let you bring these children here calmly, but you can guess now, can he beat me?"

  Lin Qingqing and Qi Zhengyi were shocked by the mysterious swordsman, but also puzzled and confused by the words in his mouth.

  What "This guy helped them solve..."

   Suddenly.

   When the two saw the shadow of the ruined temple, a man in black with a hat on his head came out, and said to the middle-aged swordsman:

   "Your Excellency isn't from that gang of tooth shops or some kind of wild Jiao gang. How can a small trafficking organization and a third-rate gang in a small town be able to support a great master-level Buddha like you?"

  Song Yu lowered his voice and asked in a deep voice:

   "Who are you and what do you want to do to my disciple of Dao Yishan?"

  It was because he couldn't hold his breath and exposed the fact that he was accompanying him to protect the Dao to Lin Qingqing and Qi Zhengyi.

   But because of…

   This middle-aged swordsman who suddenly appeared in front of the broken temple is too powerful!

   Great Master!

"you are…"

  Lin Qingqing and the two looked at the man in the hat in surprise, and saw that Song Yu also slowly took off the hat that covered his face, and said to the two:

   "Don't be afraid, stand behind me first."

  Song Yu looked at the middle-aged swordsman closely, and a great master came to kill him mysteriously, how could he hide any more.

   "Haha, so you have the courage to admit your identity as Dao Yishan."

   The middle-aged swordsman put the sword on the ground and said with a teasing:

   "I thought that after Chen Canxuan's death, the people from Daoyishan went down the mountain to walk around the rivers and lakes, and they would no longer dare to speak aloud."

  Song Yu said in a condensed voice: "Your Excellency really came to me, Dao Yishan? You dare to report your name and the grievances of my Dao Yishan."

   It's just a small Black Rock City trafficking organization, how can it be linked to such a great master.

   In the past three months, these two children have never revealed their identities. How does the other party know that the three of them are people of Daoyishan.

   His thoughts were turning violently at this time, and he didn't understand how this person was staring at himself and these two children, and how to resolve such an unexpected crisis.

   "Name? Gratitude?"

   The middle-aged swordsman laughed and said:

   "I don't know how many people Chen Canxuan has offended, but you only know that the three of you mixed with the children in this temple today, and you will all die!"

   A word for "death" was spit out.

  Song Yu suddenly felt that in the sky of this rainy night, it was no longer raindrops, but the terrifying sword intent that was as sharp as cutting everything!

   "Kids, I'm here!"

   Seeing that the swordsman had already drawn his sword from the ground, he had no time to think about any countermeasures. He could only subconsciously preserve the urgency of the two juniors and shouted loudly:

   "Escape! Escape!"

  …………

  The broken temple is far away.

  The old fortune-teller held the white cloth banner that had been soaked by the rain, and watched everything in the ruined temple from a distance. When he heard the words of the middle-aged swordsman, he said to himself:

   "Wei Wuji wants to kill those disabled children as well? Killing young children who have no power to restrain chickens, the old man seems to be a little unbearable."

   immediately asked:

"But if you don't kill everyone around her today, teach her to witness it with her own eyes, and then escape in embarrassment... How can she fall into a demon? How can her temperament change? How can she want to become stronger? The way she pointed? Become a precious chess piece in the hands of the chess master?"

  The old man smiled slightly:

   "In this way, sometimes it is appropriate to sacrifice some useless children."

   (end of this chapter)