President Bingshan's personal husband

Chapter 92 Zhao Lingxi's Grief and Indignation

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, Zhao Lingxi was sweating profusely, and her figure was like a gust of wind blowing by, raising a cloud of dust. Finally, she caught up.

Landing on the platform, panting heavily, a pair of red eyes filled with mist, staring straight at the beautiful woman among the crowd.

It's been three years, I haven't seen her for three years, and who knows that Zhao Lingxi hasn't seen her mother for three years.

She trembled slightly, bit her lip, tears dripped down, and ran over crying.

"mom!"

Ning Caifeng's eyes were slightly red, with a gratified smile on her face, she hugged her into her arms, and gently stroked Zhao Lingxi's back with her bare hands, her eyes were full of maternal tenderness.

The people around were silent, here came a wife of Zhao Jiangshan, and now another daughter of Zhao Jiangshan came, this thing is very weird.

After all, Zhao Lingxi was just a child. Three years ago, Ning Caifeng and Zhao Jiangshan had a big fight. Since then, Ning Caifeng has left Hainan Island.

In a short period of time, this kind of thing happened to Zhao Jiangshan. Zhao Lingxi is only a girl in her early 20s, how can she bear it?
Even if she is Zhao Daoxuan's granddaughter, she is just a mortal.

She hugged Ning Caifeng's waist tightly, fearing that her mother would leave if she let go. She had tears in her eyes and buried her head tightly in Ning Caifeng's chest, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around her.

"My dad is missing!"

She looked up at Ning Caifeng, her voice full of grievances.

She is Zhao Jiangshan's apple of the eye and the saint of the entire Holy Gate.But although many people in the Holy Gate cared for her, in the end her only relatives were Zhao Jiangshan and Ning Caifeng.

After Zhao Jiangshan disappeared, Zhao Lingxi's world was basically completely dark, especially since all the people Zhao Jiangshan took away were dead, who would know that Zhao Jiangshan was safe and sound.

"I know!"

Ning Caifeng caressed Zhao Lingxi's beautiful hair, and slowly slid it over her face, wiping her tears carefully: "Hey, don't cry, you've grown up so much, you've become a big girl, you won't cry anymore Looks great!"

She forced a smile, a very bitter smile.

Zhao Lingxi quickly stopped, and grabbed Ning Caifeng's hand: "Mom, let's go, let's go find Dad!"

Ning Caifeng quickly shook her head: "Lingxi, I may not leave for the time being, I will stay here in Shaolin Temple for a while, you hurry back..."

"Mom, you can't stay here, these people are not good people!" Zhao Lingxi was anxious.

"Don't worry, I will wait for your father to pick me up at Shaolin Temple!" Ning Caifeng comforted Zhao Lingxi, then hugged her suddenly, and whispered: "Go back quickly, be obedient!"

With red eyes, she let go of Zhao Lingxi's hand, then turned around and walked towards the gate.

"Mom, don't go!"

Zhao Lingxi yelled, and sat on the ground slumped, tears streaming down her face, watching Ning Caifeng disappear.

"Amitabha, benefactor, Lingtang is only meditating in Shaolin Temple for a while, you should hurry back and find your father!" Jue Yi could only comfort him from the sidelines.

Zhao Lingxi was in a trance, suddenly she raised her head suddenly, her eyes changed, her red eyes, like hungry wolves, stared straight at everyone present, and finally, her gaze fell on Jueyi.

She got up slowly, her momentum slowly changed, and said word by word: "I will remember everyone here today!"

Jue Yi's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly took a step back, staring in horror at the terrifying true energy blowing up from Zhao Lingxi's body.

The faint smell of blood lingered on Zhao Lingxi's body like a red water chestnut, her eyes were red, and an evil energy gradually surged between her brows, and the strong true energy stirred the leaves on the ground and fluttered in disorder.

"This……"

"Let's collect some interest today!" Zhao Lingxi's cold voice came out, and the next moment her speed increased sharply, and she shot towards the nearest person like lightning.

With just one finger, it pierced through the man's chest.

Spike!

Everyone finally changed their colors, and quickly became vigilant.

"Don't kill me!" Jue Yi yelled lightly, and shot quickly, and people from other sects blocked him one after another, but Zhao Lingxi killed Hua Shan this time, and Jiang Xunhe, who took the lead in Hua Shan, was also a master. Seeing his disciple being killed, he was furious.

"Today I must kill you, a witch!"

The long sword in his hand emitted a sharp cold light, and he raised the sword and went up.

Zhao Lingxi's face was full of resentment, every time she made a move, there would be a strange red light flashing, the red light seemed a little cold, but also a little hot, Jue Yi's face was serious, obviously troubled by this unknown inner strength up.

The three fought together. Although Zhao Lingxi said that his martial arts had greatly improved, it was a pity that the time was too short after all, and Jue Yi was a first-class master in Shaolin Temple, while Jiang Xunhe was the head of Huashan. Even Zhao Lingxi was not an opponent, but Zhao Lingxi's style of play did not care about his own safety, and the two did not want to be injured, so it seemed that Zhao Lingxi was even with the two of them.

After all, she fell into the lower position, Jiang Xunhe's face was cold, and the long sword in his hand saw the time, and was about to stab Zhao Lingxi in the heart.

"Master Jiang, be merciful!" Jue Yi hurriedly obstructed him, but at this moment, Zhao Lingxi hit Jue Yi directly on the back shoulder with a slap.

This palm originally meant Zhao Lingxi's anger, so the palm was so powerful that it directly knocked Jue Yi down to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, Jue Yi's inner strength is superb, otherwise, just this palm might kill him.

"The witch dares to hurt my uncle!"

Jueyi was injured, those Shaolin disciples were furious, and they immediately raised their sticks to strike, obviously intending to take Zhao Lingxi down.

Zhao Lingxi was already injured, and even her spirit was a little weak. She couldn't take care of herself, and was beaten several times by the Shaolin monk's demon stick, and her clothes were already dyed red.

Obviously it won't last long.

Jueyi adjusted his breath a little, and finally he was able to speak. When he looked into the battle circle, he was shocked.

"Don't hurt her life!"

It's just that just as he said these words, another blurred figure appeared at the abrupt Shaoshi Pass.

The man came so fast that there was no trace of him, and he didn't reach the battle circle at all. A gust of wind raged, and the next moment a huge cloud hand appeared. Holding Zhao Lingxi's crumbling body, he pulled it back directly.

"Great capture of cloud hands? Is he a senior from this temple?" Jue Yi asked in surprise.

"Go away!"

The person from Jiujiangmen wanted to follow up, but the next moment he heard a bang, the marble under his feet collapsed instantly, and a deep palm print on the marble stung everyone's nerves.

When everyone came back to their senses, Zhao Lingxi had disappeared. Everyone's eyes fell on the palm print, and their complexions were a little pale.

This person is too scary, he can use his internal strength to exert such powerful palm strength.

"Master Jueyi, that person just now seems to be using the Great Capture Cloud Hand from Shaolin Temple!"

Jiang Xunhe frowned slightly.

Jueyi's heart trembled, but he hurriedly said: "It looks like it, but it doesn't seem to be it!"

"Hmph, no matter what, this witch killed my disciple, I, Huashan, am not going to let her go!"

(End of this chapter)