My senior sister is the leader of martial arts

Su Xing couldn't help but be shocked that the majestic Emei genius was reduced to such a situation.

"What's going on?" Su Xing frowned, and grabbed Jiang Qingyu's dusty wrist.

His face turned cold all of a sudden.

In an instant, he felt that Jiang Qingyu's true energy was gone. The former Emei genius, the second-rate peak existence, is now a useless person.

Jiang Qingyu struggled violently, pulled her wrist out, turned her small face to the other side, bit her lip, unwilling to speak.

"Who did it?" A cold murderous aura instantly rose from Su Xing's body.

He still remembered that back then, the girl took the risk to deliver medicine to herself. In the secret realm, she deliberately kept her hand and did not join forces with others to harm him.

It can be seen that she is pure and kind-hearted.

Such a girl, there are actually people who can do it.

"You don't need to worry about it." Jiang Qingyu's voice was a little more crying, and she turned her head and ran away.

Seeing Su Xing here now, she was already extremely sad in her heart.

No one knew how much she had gone through in just a few days.

I have tasted all the hardships that I have not experienced in the past ten years.

More than once, she wanted to die in the past.

Seeing Su Xing, the painful memories that she had tried so hard not to think about would uncontrollably resurface in her mind.

The pain of that day seemed to be experienced all over again.

pity.

Did not run a few steps.

She paused, looking at the large group of hooligans surrounded by the exit of the alley, and the gleaming machetes in their hands, she couldn't help showing a little fear on her face.

What's more, it's sad.

The former Emei genius was above the mundane world, but now she can't even beat a few gangsters.

That kind of sadness was deeply engraved in his bones.

The owner of the food stall laughed, holding a bone-cutting knife in his hand, and walked out with a fierce face, and surrounded Su Xing and Jiang Qingyu with the gangsters one after the other.

"Boy, if you dare to come to my place to make trouble, you don't even ask, who is covering these few streets!" The owner of the food stall walked towards Su slowly.

The group of gangsters also rubbed their hands and surrounded Jiang Qingyu with grim smiles.

"I'm not in a good mood. I'll give you three seconds. If you don't leave, just stay." In the dark alley, Su Xing's side face flickered on and off, and no one saw the murderous intent on his face.

The owner of the food stall seemed to hear some joke, he immediately burst into laughter, pointed at Su Xing, and was about to scold him.

however.

The moment Su Xingsen's cold eyes fell on him, he couldn't laugh anymore.

This pair of eyes, like a demon from the abyss of hell, after calm, contained boundless cruelty that chilled him to the bone.

clang.

He was so frightened that the bone cutter in his hand fell to the ground, and when he turned around, he wanted to escape.

"It's late." Su Xing's words seemed to be the dark wind blowing up from the Nine Nether Hell.

when he heard.

Above his obese body, a terrifying pitch-black flame suddenly rose up, but in a blink of an eye, he was burned to a thin layer of dust on the ground on the spot.

"hiss!"

The bastards all turned green.

Seeing the strange death of the food stall owner, they immediately chose to run for their lives.

"There's a ghost!"

"Help!"

He shouted hoarsely, but failed to leave their names.

Su Xing glanced over.

The pitch-black flames became one piece.

In their brief screams, the pitch-black yin fire had already burned each of them to ashes.

Hey.

The sound of Su Xing's footsteps was especially clear in the quiet alley.

Seeing that Su Xing burned so many people with a snap of his fingers, Jiang Qingyu's eyes became a little more complicated.

How could she not see it.

This is the method of the practitioners.

Moreover, it is definitely not something that ordinary practitioners can use.

In Jiang Qingyu's mind, she couldn't help but think of the figure of the young man who was so arrogant and arrogant at the Martial Dao Grand Gathering.

Gradually, that figure overlapped with Su Xing in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the young man of that day hadn't exhausted all his strength.

He thought that his martial arts cultivation base was enough to shock the world, but who would have thought that even the cultivation realm could be so monstrous.

Jiang Qingyu couldn't help but think back to herself.

Her eyes were red, and she sobbed softly.

Su Xing sighed, and gently hugged her into his arms, a pity flashed in his eyes.

It's not hard to guess.

She fell into such a situation, I'm afraid it has nothing to do with her.

Jiang Qingyu struggled a few times, gradually lost her strength, and collapsed in Su Xing's arms, crying more and more, tears soaked Su Xing's lapel.

In the dark and quiet alley, only her low cry was left.

For a while.

Jiang Qingyu stopped crying.

Struggled away from Su Xing's embrace.

Su Xing asked softly: "Is it the people from Emei?"

Jiang Qingyu tightened her pale lips and nodded deeply: "Yes."

"because I?"

"Yes."

"Sorry." The guess was confirmed, and Su Xing couldn't help feeling guilty.

Jiang Qingyu shook her head, endured the pain in her heart, and said: "It has nothing to do with you, it's me who wants to deliver the medicine, and it's also my own decision not to join hands in the secret realm, it's just my fault."

Su Xing sighed softly.

He took a look at her physical condition with god-level medical skills.

It was much worse than he expected.

Apparently, after being crippled by Emei people a few days ago, she was thrown in Nanzhou City with her seriously injured body.

Without eating or drinking, the degree of weakness was aggravated.

If he met her later, Jiang Qingyu might lose his life.

In Su Xing's mind, he couldn't help but think of that day, the girl's playful call of father.

"Come with me." With his eyes fixed, he grabbed Jiang Qingyu's wrist.

Jiang Qingyu struggled hard, but she didn't have much strength left in her body, and she couldn't let Su Xing move even an inch.

"Let me go! You don't need to worry about it, we have nothing to do with each other!" She gritted her teeth.

Su Xing turned around and picked her up directly. His figure was like a frightened bird, stepping on the roofs of many houses and galloping all the way.

"I'm your father."

When performing lightness kung fu, Su Xing's voice moved Jiang Qingyu's heart, and at the same time, she felt a little more at ease.

Soon.

Su Xing took her to the hotel.

Let the hotel arrange a large table of food for Jiang Qingyu.

Although there was still some resistance in Jiang Qingyu's eyes, she couldn't resist the temptation of the delicious food after all. After struggling for a while, she still started to gobble it up.

With such an appearance, he doesn't look like the proud son of heaven at all.

Su Xing's eyes gradually became a little colder.

Mount Emei, he must go up once.

Jiang Qingyu ate very quickly.

People who have been hungry for a few days suddenly eat a full meal, and the shape is naturally difficult to control.

But after eating, she remembered that there was Su Xing sitting beside her.

A little blush suddenly appeared on his face.

Fortunately, his face was dirty, and he couldn't see it at all.

After Su Xing asked people to take away the things, he picked her up casually.

"Let me go!" Jiang Qingyu struggled, she had never been so close to a man before, her face was really hot.

"Don't you think, you should take a bath?" Su Xing put her directly in the bathroom, turned on the water, tested the temperature with his hand, and then signaled her to go in and take a bath.

This kind of treatment made Jiang Qingyu suddenly have an illusion in her mind that she was really his daughter, and her face became hotter and hotter.

She didn't speak anymore, and silently went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The door is closed.

On the frosted glass, a figure in undress soon appeared.

Just now, he was blinded by the dirty appearance, but now looking at the frosted glass, Su Xing realized that Jiang Qingyu's figure was very predictable.

The graceful arc is quite attractive.

The small rabbit in the chest/mouth and the round buttocks are quite large.

He quickly put away his thoughts.

But the next second.

In the bathroom, Jiang Qingyu's weak voice came: "I...my body is useless, I can't wash...can you help me...for a while?"

Su Xing opened the bathroom door.

In the dense mist.

He saw Jiang Qingyu who was exhausted and paralyzed in the bathtub.

Under the washing of the water, her white and delicate skin is like a freshly peeled egg, and the tattered clothes can't hide her spring light, and her two slender, straight, white and tender legs are completely exposed, leaning against the side of the bathtub, making people feel swallowed. The urge to drool.

Looking up, under the delicate collarbone, the pure white jade rabbit exudes a wonderful breath of youth, plump and round.