I advise madmen to be good people

In fact, I regretted a bit as soon as I finished speaking.

This kind of plot of slapping the face and pretending to be X usually appears on the protagonist who has a halo body protection. I am just a cannon fodder, do I think I am not dying fast enough?

But it was too late to regret.

Elder Qian drew his long sword out of its sheath, and raised his sleeves into the air. The shadow of the sword was like a rainbow, flashing a snowy light in the night, and it was in front of me in an instant.

Don't ask me why I didn't hide, I didn't have time to hide, it was too fast, so fast that I just had time to close my eyes tightly and wait for death.

If I had known that I would die in the hands of such an ugly and frustrating old man, it would be better to let Ming Yixin kill me. At least he is still a rare beauty, and I can also have the elegance of "death under the peony flower" up.

However, the severe pain imagined did not come.

All I could hear was the sound of "huhu" passing by my ears, followed by the sound of the blade colliding with something.

I tentatively opened my eyes a crack.

Ming Yixin stood in front of me at some point, and resisted Elder Qian's sword forcefully with the bamboo pole he took away from me at some point.

My eyes widened in surprise.

He, he was finally influenced by me, is he willing to kindly save people?

Before I became excited, I heard Ming Yixin say something to Elder Qian coldly.

"People in this seat can only be killed by this seat, you old dog is not worthy."

The corners of my mouth that hadn't been lifted immediately drooped.

Well, I was thinking too much.

Elder Qian saw that his sword was still unable to split a bamboo pole, he became more angry, put his two fingers together, and poured his true energy on the sharp edge, the sword's power surged, and it pressed Ming Yixin.

Probably as he said before, most of Ming Yixin's internal energy dissipated at this time, under heavy pressure, no matter how difficult it was to resist, the bamboo pole broke at the sound.

Seeing that the cold blade was about to touch her own neck, Ming Yixin suddenly bent down and lowered her head, turned around instantly, dodged the long sword like a ghost, and walked around behind Elder Qian.

"Not good!" Elder Qian's entourage exclaimed one after another, drawing their swords and rushing towards this side.

Too bad it's too late.

The two severed bamboo poles in Ming Yixin's hands had already stabbed through Elder Qian's back, directly passing through his lute bone.

Elder Qian uttered a more tragic cry than the disciple who died before him, staggered two steps, and before he could stand still, he was kicked in the chest by Ming Yixin, and kicked directly on the followers who ran towards him , brought over five or six people.

"Elder! Elder!"

The rest of the people hurriedly supported Elder Qian who had fallen to the ground, and surrounded him like a swarm of headless flies.

"What should we do now? How about we withdraw first?"

"No...can't withdraw!"

Elder Qian's eyeballs popped out, and he was spitting blood, like a trapped beast in a poor alley.

"The matter has come to this point, we have no way out, hurry up, you all go up together, while... while he is exhausted now, capture him and cut off his meridians, and then force him to find out the whereabouts of Cang Hailei, hurry up, hurry up !"

Amidst his urging shouts, everyone gritted their teeth, got up and took a posture, and attacked with swords.

They know that today is a difficult time to ride a tiger, even if they escape, Ming Yixin will chase them to the ends of the earth in the future, they might as well go all out and fight to the end, maybe they can change their lives and earn a rich future.

Elder Qian was seriously injured, and Ming Yixin didn't seem to be much better.

His face was as pale as paper, and he stood there staggeringly, as if he could fall down if the wind blows.

I stared at him without blinking, hoping that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, pretending to be weak to confuse the enemy, and there must be some big move hidden from him.

But seeing that group of vicious villains were about to kill him, he still stood indifferently, as if resigned to fate.

It's over, the bosses have given up resisting, and my little transparency will definitely be poked with seventeen or eight blood holes later, and my death is terrible.

There was an inexplicable anxiety rising in my heart instantly.

I don't know what I was anxious about, but I felt my brain was hot, and I rushed forward with a stride, and opened my arms to block Ming Yixin's body.

"You run!"

Without looking back, I said: "Don't try to lose face, even if you can't fight now, you should run for your life. No matter if it's light work or what, hurry up and run!"

Ming Yixin panted lightly behind me, and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Fool," he said.

My face was darkened.

Brother, no matter it’s useful or not, I’m going to risk my life to delay time for you.

The most hypocritical decent in the novel will be moved to shed two crocodile tears at this time, right?Fortunately, your mouth is still so poisonous.

Before Ming Yixin could stop laughing, the sword array on the opposite side was already in full swing, approaching the two of us.

I sighed and lowered my outstretched arms.

Well, if you don't run away, then wait for death with me.

But Ming Yixin suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap around my waist, tapped his toes, and retreated to the distance in an instant like a frightened bird, and took out a short whistle with his other hand, put it to his lips and blew it.

As the crisp whistle sounded across the sky, a huge net suddenly descended from the sky, covering a group of people who couldn't avoid it.

Good guy, you really kept a hand.

I stared dumbfounded at the outrageous scene in front of me, completely ignoring the fact that I was being held in Ming Yixin's arms at the moment, which was actually even more outrageous.

It's just that no one has time to notice us now.

The big net was extremely tough and covered with barbs. Those people trapped in it couldn't break free at all. Instead, their palms and bodies were cut by the sharp thorns, causing them to scream again and again.

Elder Qian was far away, so he was not caught in the snare. He was injured too badly before, and now he could only lie on the ground, his clothes were stained red with blood, which was extremely frightening.

"This is impossible!"

He looked at the net in disbelief, his eyes fixed on the green bamboo shadows guarding the four corners of the net, the flesh on his shocked face trembled.

"Ming Yi Xin!"

He screamed in this direction, his voice was extremely shrill.

"How dare you practice the puppet art of the demon sect in private! You violate the ancestral precepts of the sect, and you are not as good as a pig or a dog. What face do you have to stand in this world! You are not worthy of being the leader of the righteous way! You are not worthy!"

"To deal with a despicable villain like you, naturally there is no need to be upright." Ming Yixin still hugged my waist and did not let go, and put his head on my shoulder, lazily raised his eyes at Elder Qian.

"By the way, I would like to remind you that the time for a stick of incense has come."

A stick of incense?miasma!

Elder Qian's eyes froze, he looked at the disciples in the net who were beginning to show some signs of madness, and shouted anxiously.

"Take out the Qingxin Pill and take it!"

Relying on the last bit of sobriety, everyone took out pills from their bodies and took them one after another, but for some reason, it was useless this time. One by one, they began to talk incoherently, agitated, and slashed wildly with the sword in their hands. Let's kill.

After all, Elder Qian's internal energy cultivation is deeper than theirs, and he is still trying not to fall into madness at the moment, he seems to understand something, and looks at Ming Yixin furiously.

"You tampered with this medicine?!"

"Otherwise?" Ming Yixin twitched the corners of his lips and smiled coldly.

"Where do you think your Qingxin Pill came from?"

Elder Qian's hands gripped the ground more and more tightly, his nails were already dripping with blood, and he was lying on the ground with his face extremely ashen.

"It turns out that you have been, long ago..." The big scene finally ended with the death of all the people on the opposite side.

Relying on my own reading experience, I seemed to understand something, and turned to look at Ming Yixin.

"So it's all fake that you were injured, and it's real to set up a trap, just to wait for them to fall into the trap?"

Ming Yixin lowered his eyes, and his breath brushed against the skin on the side of my neck, with a slightly warm breath.

"It's not all fake."

He whispered in my ear: "For example, now, I don't even have the energy to blow the whistle. If you want to kill me, it's so easy."