noffsinger Chapter 694 You Disappoint Me
Chapter 694 You Disappoint Me
The originally quiet courtyard was now filled with sharp sounds of breaking air.
The sea breeze, which already carried a sweet and fishy smell, became even more sticky and warm as it flowed through the courtyard.
Qin Chuxin stayed beside Qinghuan, staring at her quietly with her beautiful eyes. For a moment, she couldn't tell what Qingying was trying to do.
Gu Qinghuan pursed her lips silently, looking at her master's bloody body, and looking at his increasingly silent and cold eyes, without going in to disturb anyone.
now.
Zhao Qing had gunshot wounds all over his shoulders, waist, abdomen, and legs.
He even had his ribs broken by Qingying before.
If Qingying hadn't been so weak at the moment, he would have been stabbed into a sieve.
Facing Qingying, who didn't have much spiritual power at all, it was of course difficult for him to attack her. It would be easy for him to beat Qingying so badly that she couldn't take care of herself.
But actually.
He had already taken action one after another.
The vast energy and blood once suppressed the opponent's meridians and heart vessels, and the sharp cold spear swept across the head and neck several times. Every moment and every breath was a death trap for Qingying.
However, Qingying simply ignored him, so he could only stop.
As a result, his entire body was covered with tearing and bruising wounds.
Every time Qingying's attack is stopped, the opponent will come more fiercely!
The woman's hair was disheveled, and her blood-stained black hair was flying in disorder.
The cold eyes and red lips seemed to carry a strong murderous intent.
He held a broken hammer in one arm and a spear in the other.
The tattered skirt had long been torn off, and the tight and plump inner collar was stained with blood. The silk pants decorated with blood plums were tightly hugged around the slender waist.
But the waist that was only about two inches long and as tight as a water snake was moving with a gun, bursting out with murderous intent and power that pierced Zhao Qing from time to time!
Shot after shot was fired, like a cold light falling into the sky.
The green shadow that was originally almost dried up has now recovered a little bit of spiritual consciousness and power.
But as soon as his spiritual power was restored, he would use the tip of his spear to vent all his sharpness at Zhao Qing with the help of his utmost unity...leaving blood on his body without mercy.
Such a powerful aura seemed to be saying that even if he was a mortal, he could kill this blood-stained walking man in the yard!
However, facing her almost stubborn fierceness, Zhao Qing retreated again and again.
Qingying's cold words echoed in my mind...
Being able to release it is cultivation.
Those who are suppressed in the dark are nothing.
It was like... the increasingly turbulent Dao sea in his meridians, the extremely condensed spiritual consciousness in his Niwan, and the terrifying blood evil surging from his heart meridians.
No good.
——He can’t let it out.
Angry, of course I am angry.
He didn't feel that he didn't have courage.
But facing the Master of the Blood-Clothed Tower, any cultivation he had would become stagnant, especially since he knew that it was his master who was teaching him.
It is not limited by will, nor by identity, but rather seems to be bound by some inexplicable shackles.
The Qi and blood in the body are wrapped in the spiritual power of the Dao Sea, and rush through the meridians almost instinctively, but they are only rushing through the meridians.
Is it because of conscience?
He himself doesn't know.
gradually.
Qingying's aura seemed to change, becoming more fierce and cold, as if his entire body had merged into one with the cold spear.
But her originally indifferent and cold eyes seemed to become even calmer, as if she was somewhat disappointed with Zhao Qing.
The red lips casually opened to speak again.
It was no longer the calm abyss it was just now, but now seemed relaxed and carefree with a hint of distance.
"Three remonstrations, conquer the soul."
"I hate people like you the most."
“When you have confidence, you are sharp; when you lose confidence, you lose your sharpness.”
"Pang Yidong is much stronger than you."
Canglang——!
As the cold fronts pressed against each other, a sharp buzzing sound was heard and sparks flew.
The woman's bloodstained face was full of calmness as she suddenly approached the gun tip, but the cold front that could have taken off her head retreated even faster.
It was as if she did not move closer on her own initiative, but was suddenly pulled in front of Zhao Qing by the cold spear.
Zhao Qingbing stared coldly at the face before him, and for the first time spoke indifferently, "But he's dead."
Qingying remained unmoved, his eyes were dim as he approached and whispered softly.
"You can kill your master now."
"In the future, you will also enter the abyss and kill your master."
"But you can't do it, and neither can the fox."
"Even if you become a spirit after your Nascent Soul, and I leave you next to the boss, you will still be a waste."
Pfft!
As she spoke coldly, she suddenly raised her sword finger, and with the remaining spiritual power, she pierced it into Zhao Qing's chest!
At that moment, Gu Qinghuan's face suddenly turned pale!
Zhao Qing stared at Qingying with the same stunned gaze... and then ferocious.
His heart... was moved!
It's not some lust derived from a fight.
Instead, the woman's sword finger pierced through the flesh and ribs, and hit the heart meridian point exactly!
What does it feel like to have your heart meridian touched?
The fear from the soul instantly hit my whole body, chilling me to the bone.
The instinctive desires of living beings madly attacked his mind, forcing him to avoid or fight back.
The throbbing between life and death is like the beating of a drum.
Also.
It was also the first time that Zhao Qing heard this unfamiliar title - Boss.
As the first Azure Dragon to enter his life, Zhang Jinyi is the boss under the master, which is correct.
but.
Facing the danger of death at this moment, he also fell into a strange stagnation.
Let Qingying crush his heart right now.
He also has the Tai'a Seal to protect his soul.
What Qingying said is indeed right. He is confident and sharp. If he has no confidence and is still fearless, isn't that stupid?
"Master and I have different personalities, so I can't force it."
Zhao Qing looked serious and spoke softly.
At this moment, he seemed to have broken through some constraints and was able to forcibly suppress his instinct for survival and disperse the spiritual power that was madly converging towards his heart meridian.
But as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly became extremely ferocious, pale and distorted.
He stared at the woman in front of him, and a low, almost beast-like gasp escaped from the depths of his throat.
boom--!
The blood that exploded on the chest was like a boiling red rain, and the eerie white bones were broken and pulled out by the woman!
"So all you can do is take those useless women with you and travel through mountains and rivers, worrying about nothing."
The pulled-out bones fell into the pool of blood in the courtyard, wiping out the scarlet moonlight.
Qingying's aura became even more fierce, and every word he said was intended to destroy and break Zhao Qing.
She dragged the spear, looked up at the man's ferocious and trembling eyes coldly, and kicked his calf with her toes in humiliation.
Every step forced Zhao Qing to retreat again and again.
Little did they know that at this moment, Zhao Qing was already filled with real anger and indignation.
Perhaps he was angry enough.
But when Qingying said that he could only worry about nothing with a useless woman, he was really furious and his eyes turned scarlet in an instant.
But in the eyes of the fierce woman, this is nothing.
"Four Remonstrations to Conquer Desire."
"Don't spy on me from behind. I can't even lift my head if my bones are removed. Just keep your head down from now on."
"There's no need to mention Jinyi to me."
"If you have any desires, you can go and humiliate your drug slave."
now.
Qingying's expression was surprisingly cold and calm, her bloodstained face looked like a withered plum blossom in the snow, and her bloody slender hands tightly grasped Zhao Qing's neck.
As the spiritual power surged, the blood-red nails on the slender fingers had already dug deep into the flesh!
For the emperor at this moment.
He really wanted to destroy Zhao Qing with his own hands!
She once kept a sword.
However, he ordered Jinyi to take care of the sword.
It's a pity...the sword is broken.
It's broken, it's broken.
Just give it to the Nine Swords in Zhongzhou.
However, the gun in her hand was wielded by her disciple, whom she had personally trained and sometimes indulged in recent years.
If it is so unbearable, then it would be better to break it here in the wilderness.
Perhaps this generation of the Eight Blood-Cloaked Walkers is already an extraordinary existence in the eyes of ordinary people.
But in the eyes of the Blood-Clothed Tower Master, there is only a difference between... pleasing to the eye and not pleasing to the eye.
Someone who can't even look up at himself.
How could I have the courage to look up at the long night? How could I be qualified to be the continuation of her will?
Even if you possess fragments of the Heavenly Dao, you will still be a mediocre person in the future.
Zhang Jin faced her, unable to raise his head and did not make a move.
Si He faced her, unable to raise his head and did not make a move.
But she actually had higher expectations for Zhao Qing. As a man, he was naturally sharper than a woman.
But all this, for Zhao Qing.
But it is particularly difficult to make a decision, even Si He is hesitant and confused at the moment.
The suppressed energy, blood, consciousness, and spiritual power in his body had already surged like raging waves.
Even though he was currently suffering heavy blood injuries, he did have the potential to leap to the third level of the Golden Core Realm, and possess all three essences in an instant!
But do you really want to hurt Qingying in this foreign land?
He never took action... because his master was too weak.
Little did he know that in the eyes of his master, he was too weak.
When the woman's powerful slender fingers with blood-red nails clasped Zhao Qing's neck tightly, she lifted him up with indifference and calmness.
"Qingqing!" Gu Qinghuan finally called out in a low voice, his face pale.
However, Qingying ignored these voices.
Zhao Qing seemed to be unable to hear anything. His originally scarlet blood pupils gradually returned to calm. He stared at Qingying strangely and with reluctance.
At this moment, he seemed to be in a very strange situation.
He was clearly seriously injured and barely breathing, but the vast sea of Dao in his body gradually regained its peace. The consciousness in his Niwan was as clear as a mirror, and the Qi and blood in his body reversed and flowed easily along his meridians.
Is it anger?
All the anger and courage that Zhao Qing had originally felt for Qingying disappeared without a trace.
He just saw... the disappointment that flashed in the cold and indifferent eyes of the woman in front of him, on her blood-stained face.
And Si He silently revealed a little bit of heartache and anger in his heart.
It turns out that even the supreme Lord of the Blood-Clothed Tower would be disappointed?
Will the demon god, who used to be so casual and lazy, also remain silent?
Compared to Qingying's cold and angry words, these two things made him even more panicked and helpless.
Boom!
The vast spiritual power was released wantonly, and Zhao Qing moved!
He raised his hand and clenched the woman's palm that was pressed into his flesh and blood, crushing the jade hand that was sticky with hot blood into pieces!
Qingying frowned in pain, her expression became even colder, and she quickly pulled herself away with both her hands broken. Then she twisted her slender waist in a strange posture and kicked in the air!
The sharp toes landed on Zhao Qing’s previous injuries in every inch!
"Five Remonstrations - Conquer and Kill."
"you……"
Her originally indifferent and cold voice suddenly stopped.
Instead, there was a groan coming from deep within the gooseneck.
Zhao Qing tightly gripped the cold spear in his big hand, not giving any chance to get close to her. With the might of splitting a mountain and the vast spiritual power, he suddenly struck her waist while she was spinning in the air!
In an instant!
Qingying's powerful body fell from the sky, and her slender waist, which was tightly bitten by the silk pants, was already covered with torn skin and bloody marks!
And Zhao Qing did not hesitate at all.
His cold eyes fixed on a certain place in the void, his body was as still as a mountain, but the cold spear was already flying in front of him at a rapid speed.
The boundless magical power flashed suddenly.
The cold light that was not stained with blood disappeared half an inch in a very strange way, and then pierced the falling body of the green shadow!
In just a moment, he had crippled Qingying's hands and knees!
"it is good!"
The Yin Hua in his mind suddenly stirred, and Si He's low call full of comfort came.
Zhao Qing also breathed a sigh of relief, as if the clouds that had been suppressing his soul had dissipated.
How could someone deserve a beating so badly?
He suppressed his wavering will and emotions and secretly teased Si He.
Qin Chuxin's beautiful eyes changed instantly, shrinking slightly and becoming dazed. Fear that came from nowhere slowly rose, as if she had already felt an invisible and inexplicable pressure.
Can……
When the weak and injured woman fell down in a mess.
But nothing happened.
Her bloodstained slender hand was twisted and bent, and the broken bloody wrist was a sight to behold, but she just lay there in the pool of blood.
His face was pale as he looked at Zhao Qing calmly.
Perhaps because her heart was connected to her, the woman's slightly cold voice trembled a little.
But when the words came out, they made people feel confused and helpless.
"You make me very disappointed."
"Go see Qing Huan, don't worry about me."
Zhao Qing's steps, which were about to put away his gun, suddenly stopped, and his heart suddenly trembled and he was stunned.
"Master." He just nodded slowly and called softly, then looked deeply into the woman's trembling eyes, then turned silently to face Qinghuan's concerned expression.
But at the end of the long steps, Qinghuan's eyes were clearly filled with worry and distress.
What Zhao Qing couldn't shake off was still the calmness and disappointment in Qingying's eyes.
Like a light on my back!
Like a shadow!
It was as if the accumulated dark clouds that had originally dispersed above his soul began to gather rapidly again, pressing him to the point of suffocation.
The pressure was so great that his Dao Sea began to sink, his consciousness became obscure and sluggish, and his Qi and blood became chaotic in his meridians.
It seemed as if the barrier that had been broken through had become even thicker and tougher.
Zhao Qing's clenched hands slowly loosened and trembled, and his body covered in blood wounds walked into the corridor, with bright red bloodstains under his feet.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was extremely depressing. Not only him, but Qinghuan and Chu Xin were also silent and at a loss.
But just as Zhao Qing took a deep breath and was about to walk across the corridor.
The Blood Robe Tower Master whispered again from behind: "Can you still suppress it?"
The tone was not as indifferent and cold as before, but seemed to carry some doubt and gentleness.
but--
This made Zhao Qing turn around suddenly!
The cold spear in the spiritual ring was twisted and appeared! He slashed forward in an instant!
this moment!
It was as if the void was shattered by the cold spear.
All of Zhao Qing's spiritual consciousness, the vast spiritual power of the Dao Sea, and even the astonishing blood and energy, were transformed into an extremely sharp unity!
All vented!
Like the raging waves of the ocean bound in a towering cold valley, rushing out for thousands of miles!
The outburst was even more violent than that of a mountain fire, but it did not cause any damage to the meridians.
Instead, within his Niwan, spiritual consciousness instantly grew, and clear springs appeared again in his dried-up Dao Sea, and even more condensed Qi and blood burst forth from his dry and withered heart veins...
It was as if blessed by countless heavenly music scores, the sound was so great that it was almost inaudible!
This made Zhao Qing no longer as embarrassed as he was when he was fighting for his life in the wildfire.
He actually took it seriously, broke away from the help of the fragments of the Heavenly Dao, and slashed out with a icy light that was as cold as the sky without the help of any magic!
Even the top-grade cold spear in his hand broke into pieces and turned into dust, leaving only the bloody hand that slowly clenched...
Under this cold light, what is the golden elixir?
Not even a piece of paper.
But the pale and calm expression of the woman leaning on the ground was slightly startled, and then her beautiful and blood-stained face was distorted.
A faint trace extended from the fragrant shoulder to the slender waist, and gradually a bright red trace like falling stars and pearls appeared... and then connected into extremely fine blood threads.
"It's okay."
The woman uttered a faint comment from deep in her throat.
Qin Chuxin was suddenly startled, and his own Nascent Soul instantly crossed over, floating before the young lady's bleak eyes, doing his best to protect her soul and life!
The sharp cold light of Zhao Qing's spear really broke through the limit of the realm for transmission. She didn't even have time to respond when she hesitated for a moment!
So much so that the Bloody Clothes Building Master...
He was actually cut in half by his disciple!
This moment.
The world seemed to have become silent and quiet, with only the rising sun shining on the ocean.
Deep in the Tianxiang Valley of Qionghai.
Si Hedu stood up suddenly, but then he looked at the young host hesitantly...
"what happened?"
Si He looked melancholy and whispered softly, "Hurry up...Chenshahai."