The Decent Fairies Won't Let Me Go

At the critical moment, Su Qianye came to his senses.

If he remembers correctly, this should be the protagonist's "Return to Light" skill, a necessary anti-killing skill for most protagonists!

Generally in this kind of situation: the villain will often think that he has won, so he relaxes his vigilance and gives the protagonist a chance for nothing. lifetime.

Fortunately, Su Qianye still kept an eye out after all, and did not make such a pediatric mistake.

This sudden reversal made even Qianling feel certain that she would win, but Su Qianye made a small move that completely chilled her.

In the process of bending her soft sword, just as she was about to stab Su Qianye in the back, Su Qianye's other right hand, which was not fixed, pulled out another short sword that was exactly the same at some point, without hesitation. Stabbed into the right hand of the sword she was holding.

The sudden sharp pain in the hand holding the sword caused the soft sword in her hand to slowly fall onto the lotus.

Immediately afterwards, Su Qianye kicked her to the ground.

This kick was mixed with half of his aura, causing Qian Ling, who had been hit twice by him, to shift her internal organs, and her whole body was even more horrible.

Su Qianye seized the opportunity and taunted without hesitation: "You can't even hold a sword firmly, what are you comparing with me? Obediently admit defeat, admitting that you are a waste, it doesn't matter to you who have been a waste. Is it difficult?"

Su Qianye's words were very indifferent, without any mercy.

To suppress this type of protagonist, one must attack not only the body, but also the heart!

It's just that Su Qianye's mind-boggling trick doesn't seem to be of any use to Qian Ling.

Regardless of the two short swords stabbing her body, Qian Ling stretched out her hand slowly, trying to pick up her weapon.

But just when she was about to touch the soft sword, Su Qianye took out another black dagger, and then the dagger dropped from his hand, piercing her palm from top to bottom.

"Little Qianling!!"

On the high platform, Xia Yilin murmured, and then stared at Su Qianye closely with eyes filled with boundless hatred.

If it wasn't for her inability to break through the aura blockade of the two elders, she would have rushed forward and stabbed all the swords that stabbed into Qian Ling's body to Su Qianye.

At this time, Qian Ling's hand was nailed to the lotus prism.

Seeing that she couldn't use her right hand, she stretched out her other hand slowly trying to touch the soft sword.

But Su Qianye would not give her this chance, and mercilessly used the fourth short sword to fix Qian Ling's other palm.

Qian Ling tried to break free, but the aura attached to the short sword prevented her from breaking free immediately.

The next Qianling circulated the aura in her body, attached all of it to her hands, trying to forcefully break through the restriction.

However, Qian Ling's spiritual energy has not had time to fully function.

The fifth black dagger also pierced Qian Ling's lower abdomen.

Su Qianye controlled it very well. The subtle aura was attached to the blade of the dagger. After stabbing into the opponent's body, it could not only stop the opponent's aura from running, but also indirectly reduce the attack power so that it would not hurt the opponent. and the life of the other party.

"Give up, there are still two black daggers of this kind. You have reached your limit now, and it is impossible to hold it."

Su Qianye said to Qian Ling condescendingly.

However, Qian Ling ignored Su Qianye, and continued to circulate her aura stubbornly and with difficulty.

Su Qianye sighed. If the opponent didn't admit defeat, he could only fight until the opponent lost his combat effectiveness.

Then, the sixth sword pierced Qian Ling's chest again.

"..."

Xia Yilin looked at all this in despair, the blockade of the two auras still suppressed her, making her feel her deep incompetence.

If she was strong enough to ignore the aura blockade of the two elders, then she would never let this happen! !

Looking at Qian Ling who was covered in blood with six swords stuck in her body, all the disciples of Qinggu fell silent.

At some point, Feng Zijun began to slap the aura wall in front of him, trying to rush to rescue him.

But no matter how hard he struggled, how could the young him break through the limitation of the aura wall.

He already hated the elder who arranged the aura wall in his heart. He didn't understand why they had reached this point, but the elder was still protecting Su Qianye.

However, he didn't notice that the elders on the high platform, including the First Elder, had clenched their fists in secret.

Qian Ling still didn't give up, on her frail face, apart from being unyielding, everything else was stubborn!

The seventh sword, as usual.

With the stabbing of the seventh sword, Qian Ling gradually lost consciousness.

At the last moment before falling asleep, the corners of Qian Ling's mouth opened slightly, as if she had made some final vow.

"Today's seven sword wounds, I will definitely return them to you..."

Su Qianye couldn't hear what Qian Ling said, and he didn't need to know. Now that the battle was settled and the opponent had lost his combat effectiveness, he turned his gaze to the high platform.

Above, the Great Elder said in a deep voice: "You..."

"Yes, I won."

Su Qianye said calmly, and then ignored these elders, with a wave of his hand, the seven black swords stabbed at Qianling's body, together with the long sword that had been thrown aside long ago, turned into eight streaks of black energy and were captured by him. Take it back slowly.

After collecting his weapon, Su Qianye turned around and jumped off the lotus platform, and walked slowly to Yaoyao's side.

At the same time, his extremely flat voice came out slowly.

"If you don't accept your fate, you can come to Jiange to find me, I'll be there anytime!"

After explaining this, he walked out.

"Yaoyao, let's go."

"Yes." Qian Ling opened her eyes in a daze.

His head was a little dizzy, and his consciousness was a little fuzzy.

But soon, Qian Ling recovered slowly, and the events that happened at the tea party could not help but emerge in her mind.

At this moment, Xia Yilin's voice came from the side.

"Xiao Qianling finally woke up... how do you feel, is the injury better?"

It was not difficult to see the worry in Xia Yilin's eyes.

"Master..."

Qian Ling supported her body, and with Xia Yilin's support, she slowly sat up from the bed.

"Su Qianye, has he left already?"

As soon as Su Qianye was mentioned, Xia Yilin said angrily: "That kid didn't pay attention to the Valley of Love at all. If the owner of the valley is not still in retreat, we can't provoke Xiaoyaoyi too much. Cut that kid off a long time ago!!"

"Cough cough..."

Qian Ling covered her mouth with her hand, coughed twice, and a few drops of blood appeared on her hand.

Seeing Xiao Qianling's injury, Xia Yilin didn't care about Su Qianye for the time being, and spoke anxiously.

"Little Qianling, don't move around. Su Qianye's black short sword has caused damage to your innate spirit body, and it will take a period of recuperation to recover. So during this time, you just lie down On the bed, it is enough for Master to take care of you."

"En." Qian Ling nodded, not rejecting her master's kindness.

Then Qian Ling lay back on the bed again, Xia Yilin held her hand and said viciously.

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you justice, even if Su Qianye has Xiaoyaoyi, so what, I will still avenge you!!"

Qian Ling, who was lying on the bed, shook her head, expressing her determination with an extremely serious tone.

"No need for Master, this is my own business, I will return the humiliation I received today to Su Qianye with my own hands!!"

Xia Yiran was very aware of his apprentice's stubbornness, so he sighed and said helplessly, "Let's talk about it after you recover from your injury, but Master, I have something to do right now, so I might come back to accompany you later."

"Another meeting of the elders?" Qian Ling asked suspiciously.

"Yes, this time is more troublesome, and it will give me more headache than any other time..."

"Oh...! Forget it, anyway, Xiao Qianling, you should recover from your injuries first, I'll go first."

After complaining for a while, Qian Ling quietly left the room

Seeing the back of her master leaving, Qian Ling felt a little puzzled.

In her impression, the elders of Qinggu will always gather together when they have nothing to do, and there will be a meeting every three days, and they don't know what they are discussing, they are always mysterious.

However, Qian Ling can roughly guess that most of the time in the past, the elders used the term "meeting" to hold "gatherings".

Of course, that was before.

This time, due to special reasons, the elders are likely to focus on discussing their own affairs. After all, divorce is still very important to Qinggu.

Just as Qian Ling was thinking about this matter, Jian Po also got out from the snowflake pendant and stood on the edge of her bed.

"What are you doing out here?"

Qian Ling frowned, then sat up again, staring closely at Jian Po.

For an extremely insidious guy like Jianma, who even once sucked her spiritual energy, she always has a grudge, and she will not trust him easily.

And Jianma, who just came out to breathe, didn't care about Qian Ling's expression of not welcoming her, and said to her self-contained: "Didn't you find something strange?"

"What's the matter?" Qian Ling's voice was very cold, and she didn't care about what Jian Po raised.

"After fighting with that kid, I felt that the wounds of the seven swords you received were a bit weird. Almost every sword of that kid can hurt your foundation, especially the last few wounds, which were cut off skillfully. The 'channels' of your aura transmission make it impossible for you to recover quickly in a short period of time."

"What exactly do you want to express?" Qian Ling looked at Jian Po coldly.

Fortunately, Jian Po had already gotten used to Qian Ling's attitude towards her, so she spoke slowly without caring.

"Breakthrough in times of crisis is a feature of Wan Jian Jue. The internal injuries on your body now meet this feature. In fact, that kid probably doesn't know that the few swords he stabbed at you can save you from walking. Many detours."

Hearing this, Qian Ling said with some hesitation: "You mean, I can take this opportunity to comprehend sword skills?"

Jianpo nodded and said, "That's right, Wan Jian Jue not only allows you to accommodate all the sword skills in the world, but also helps you activate your potential."

"The injury you suffered this time came from the subtle attack of the seven short swords. If you can use it well, you may be able to comprehend the sword intent of 'Shang' in the Wanjian Jue, and use this to bring good fortune in misfortune."

"Shang..." Qian Ling suddenly had a feeling in her heart, and muttered to herself: "What kind of sword intent is this, and why does it feel so appropriate to me now?"

There was a smile on the corner of Jianma's mouth, "The comprehension of the sword intent requires this kind of resonance. The injury you are suffering now is just between the real injury and the emotional injury. For you, this is a good time to comprehend it. . . ”

"Why are you telling me this all of a sudden?"

Qian Ling asked suddenly.

"Why, can't I care about you?" Jian Po had a strange expression on her face.