The Young Lord of the Demon Sect of Jiuyou Sect

Chapter 55
"It's not casual. This little girl is beautiful, and she is favored by the young master. I'm jealous. Are these two points not enough?"

"No." Yan Wuxin said firmly, without any room for hesitation.

Xi'er was at the side, grateful and moved.

"Why doesn't the young master agree? She is just a little girl. The young master is the future leader of the Jiuyou Sect. She has a heavy responsibility. Isn't it worthwhile to exchange the life of a little maid for the young master's life? Could it be because she fell in love with the young master?" The Lord’s bed?”

Yan Wuxin said nothing, asking him to trade Xi'er's life for his own, he would never give up.After a while, he suddenly seemed to have made up his mind, and said: "She is not only a little girl, but also my woman, and even the future wife of the leader."

Duanmuqing's eyes suddenly became resentful, and said: "It's true, this little girl is indeed a coquettish child, she seduced the young master, and even fascinated the young master's heart. In the future, it will definitely be a great disaster for the Jiuyou sect, so let's not Stayed."

Duanmuqing casually took off the soft whip around her waist, the soft whip was very ordinary, with a delicate peach blossom carved on the handle, it didn't look like it had much lethality.But anyone who knows Duanmu Qing knows that there are hidden thorns on the whip rope, and if it is touched, the flesh will inevitably be separated. It is really a powerful weapon. There are not a few famous heroes who died under this whip. A name is called Blood Splattered Peach Blossom.

Yan Wuxin knew that at this point, he had to do something.Compared to himself, Yan Wuxin was more worried about Xi'er. Yan Wuxin believed that he still had some friendship with Duanmuqing. Duanmuqing might not kill him. Xi'er was different. I don't like my son very much, I'm afraid I will be jealous because of love.

"Sister Duanmu, how can you take out your blood and splash peach blossoms? Are we really at the point where we must die?"

"The young master defeated the mischievous monk and Elder Gongsun. The martial arts of these two are above mine. I am just a weak woman. If I am empty-handed, how can I be the young master's opponent?"

"[-]% of my victory over them was due to luck, and that one point is the real skill."

Yan Wuxin's words are not modesty. The monk who wins is not called victory. The monk passed the skill to him, and the victory of Gongsun Mie is the truth, but most of the internal power that is better than Gongsun Mie also comes from Being a bad monk has nothing to do with me.

When Yan Wuxin was talking to Duan Muqing, the old man had already started fighting with the twelve guards and Sikong fans. The old man had a white paper fan flying up and down. .Originally, it was already difficult for the old man to deal with twelve envoys alone, but now it should be even more dangerous to have one more elder from Jiuyou Sect.

But Yan Wuxin only took one look, and knew that this Sikong fan had the heart to give way, and instead of attacking, otherwise, no matter how good the old uncle's martial arts were, he would not be able to fight against 13 people by himself.This is the time the old man bought for himself, and it is also the best time for him to escape.

Yan Wuxin knew that he couldn't wait any longer, and looked at the horse that fell not far ahead, the horse was not injured, and it was not far ahead.Softly said to Xi'er: "You go first, get on the horse first, I will come right away."

After speaking, he took a step forward and slapped Duanmuqing with a palm.Yan Wuxin knew that his martial arts were no better than Duanmu Qing's, only his internal strength was slightly better, and he didn't know how long he could win, so the only way was to use his internal strength to confront him head-on.

Duanmu Qing swung his whip, and it already wrapped around Yan Wuxin's neck.This whip is full of hooks, as long as it wraps around Yan Wuxin's neck, Yan Wuxin will lose even ten lives.But Yan Wuxin gambled that Duanmuqing would not kill him, firstly, Duanmuqing had feelings for him, and secondly, maybe Uncle Chang wanted to live.

Duanmuqing's soft whip wrapped around Yan Wuxin's neck like a spirit snake, and Yan Wuxin did not dodge or avoid it.Sure enough, when the soft whip was about to wrap around Yan Wuxin's neck, Duanmuqing raised her wrist slightly and pulled the whip back.Originally, Duanmuqing had the upper hand, but in this way, it was a self-defeating move. At this time, Yan Wuxin's palm had already been caught.

The palm force of this palm is extremely strong. Before Duanmuqing came here, he also received the news that the dishonest monk and Gongsun Miebai were defeated by Yan Wuxin.But Duanmuqing is different from others after all, she has a close relationship with Yan Wuxin, and knows Yan Wuxin better than others.Monk Misconduct lost to Yan Wuxin, and she had already guessed that Monk Misconduct deliberately lost to Yan Wuxin thinking about his old friendship. As for how Gongsun Mie lost, Duanmuqing guessed that it must have been deceitful.

But when this palm hit him head-on, Duanmuqing immediately felt suffocated. She never expected that Yan Wuxin's internal strength would be so strong after not seeing him for a few days.Hastily flicking his sleeves to resist Yan Wuxin's palm force, he floated backwards.Yan Wuxin had already guessed this kind of result, he wanted to catch Duan Muqing seriously with one palm, and then ran away.Unexpectedly, with this slap, he remembered all the things he had with Duanmu in the past.When Yan Wuxin was 15 years old, he was seduced by Duanmuqing, lost his body as a child, and he was not ruthless towards Duanmuqing, so he couldn't keep this palm.

Duanmuqing was forced back by Yan Wuxin's slap, her face paled with shock, and then she said with a coquettish smile: "The young master really knows how to love others, if the young master slaps me with this palm, I will be seriously injured, I am afraid that I will be powerless Stop the young master."

Yan Wuxin took two steps back, his mood was extremely complicated, the palm just now could hurt Duanmu's feelings but not his feelings.Opportunities like this don't come along all the time, and if you miss them, they're gone.It can be said that there is no belief that firstly he will not let go, and secondly that Duanmuqing has forgiven himself first, so he shouldn't have hit her hard.

"A beautiful woman like Sister Qing who is so overwhelming, no one would be able to do it? Besides, didn't Sister Qing's whip not come down? Otherwise, how could I have a chance with my palm? Sister Qing , how can I be unrighteous?"

"The young master's mouth is still so sweet."

"This is from the bottom of my heart, so sister Qing, are you going to let me go too?"

"The young master's martial arts are so powerful, can I stop him?"

Yan Wuxin was startled, he forgot that his internal strength is so strong now, no matter what ordinary people think he should be a master of martial arts.Why does such a master need to be let go? If he is so guilty, he wants to be seen through.

Yan Wuxin laughed aloud, and said: "Yes, I have practiced the fifth level of Huitian Palm, even if Uncle Chang came in person, it would not be easy to stop me, but why are you the same, Sister Qing? For a beauty like you that is peerless in the world, if a man sees it, his bones will be brittle, so wouldn't he just be caught without a fight?"

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Duanmuqing's mouth.

Yan Wuxin said again: "Sister Qing, since you don't want to hurt me, I also don't want to hurt you, how about this, let's compare two palms, if you win, I will go back with you, if I win, Just let me go. This way everyone won’t be hurt, what do you think?”

(End of this chapter)