After I became an immortal in Uchimaki, I went from being a loser to becoming a group favorite.

Chapter 61 Blood-clothed Knife Shadow

Fu Qingcheng wiped his face, wiping away the blood and splattered flesh.

The originally spotless white clothes had been dyed red by the blood rain just now, and his hair was sticky and smelly.

I have never been so embarrassed in my life.

All this is thanks to Yuan Yulang.

However, this kid is not useless at all.

At least it gave everyone except himself, including her, time to escape.

But...it's so stupid.

Now it seems that she thought that Yuan Yulang was deliberately referring to the wrong student, and she was looking down upon him.

She stepped forward and fought tooth and nail to save a way for others. This kind of thankless and self-sacrifice thing would never happen to her in this life!

According to the current assessment mechanism, conserving strength is the most correct decision.

Rush for what? Running is the way to go!

Thinking like this, Fu Qingcheng controlled the movement of spiritual power in his body and accelerated the speed of the flying sword under his feet.

It was almost, she was almost far away. As long as she escaped to a safe distance, she must take a good rest first.

I am really tired, physically and mentally.

However, at the moment when this thought came to mind, there were countless "whooshing" sounds from behind. Fu Qingcheng's heart was trembling. He was busy using his spells to condense a golden protective shield around his body. At the same time, he moved his sword towards the back of a giant tree with entangled roots. Hide.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Almost at the moment when the sound of breaking wind was heard, countless dense steel needles shot out from behind. The golden protective shield had no time to condense completely. The steel needles were caught off guard and cut the sleeves, pierced the calf, passed through the bun, and stabilized the long hair. The silver hairpin shot off and fell to the ground.

Fu Qingcheng, with his hair loose, hid behind a tree trunk in embarrassment, covering the wound on his leg and half-kneeling, but his eyes were fixed on the silver hairpin that was shot down not far away.

The hairpin was nailed into two pieces by a steel needle and sank into the mud on the ground. It was stained red by the blood soaked in the mud and quickly lost its original luster.

Before Ji Hexi died, he left her nothing.

Only the hairpin was left.

"Damn girl, you also know that all my dowry was taken away by that bitch of your aunt, and all that's left is this hairpin that your grandmother left for me. It's not very valuable, but it's the only thing that your mother can get away with now. Now I'll leave it to you, and keep it for your dowry in the future. Also, what a thoughtful person, your mother and I can't understand why we gave birth to such a little white flower like you, and you look like a human and animal all day long. You look so harmless, but sooner or later you will be eaten by your eldest sister’s gray wolf!”

Who are you looking down on? Fu Qingcheng murmured.

Later, she discovered the eldest lady who poisoned Ji Hexi. Although she failed to cure her of the death penalty, she succeeded in getting the bitch's daughter, her eldest sister, to join the Lingxian Sect and recruit disciples. The quota in the conference was snatched, and she was successfully made a princess by the emperor because of this quota.

The small white flowers bloom much longer than your flamboyant morning glory.

She had long left the group of bitches who killed Ji Hexi far behind her, and the gap in the future would definitely not be a tiny bit.

With her style, it can even be said that the small role is not enough to fill the gap between the teeth.

As a concubine in the royal palace, her biological mother died early and her biological father ignored her. She can be bullied at will, and her status is sometimes even lower than that of a servant. She endures and survives in the crisis-ridden palace to find the person who poisoned her mother and fight for her. He came to the Immortal Sect, became an inner disciple, and later became an elder disciple of the sect that headed the five sects of the Lingxian Sect...

It’s all here, it’s all here.

Just an assessment, just a ferocious beast...

You dare to break my hairpin?
  run?
  run a fart!
  Amidst countless gusts of wind mixed with screams, the girl in blood-clothed kneel half-knelt on the ground, turned her hand backwards, and grasped the handle of the knife that had appeared behind her neck at some point.

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  Tang Ling was a little messy in the wind.

"What are you doing standing there, you're stupid!"

A moment ago, after she shouted this sentence, Yuan Yulang, who thought he would run away immediately after hearing the words, suddenly had a determined look on his face. He actually took out another talisman paper with his backhand and resolutely moved in the opposite direction of where everyone was running away - —The vicious beast left.

The look in her eyes became even more incredible for a moment.

Even though this is the case, you still need to move forward! Isn't this seeking death?
  No, she has to go.

Tang Ling said angrily in his heart, what a waste of his good sword.

The sword is now stuck in the tail of the ferocious beast. It won't be long before it will be smashed to pieces by the ferocious beast.

That was her only self-defense weapon. Originally, Tang Ling wanted to use the bows and arrows made by Wei Zhiming.

Over the past year, through her studies in the Qi Sect, she had come into contact with a lot of magical weapons, including many bows, arrows and spears. After touching them for a long time, she also had the urge to play with them.

So she begged Song Nan to teach her for a while.

There's nothing she can do about it, she just accepts death like this.

Although this person's lectures are not very good, he is also the best cheap teacher she can find at present - a one-on-one kind.

From then on, practicing various weapons became a compulsory course for Song Nan to check her.

But Wei Zhiming stopped her.

"Use a sword," he said.

Tang Ling had no time to react and subconsciously threw out the long sword in his hand.

So now it's too late to fly away with the sword.

You can't run, but you can't go up and die either!
  But almost as soon as this thought came up, the ferocious beast that was offended by Yuan Yulang for some reason suddenly folded its two skeleton wings to surround his body, and after a moment, they opened violently.

The spikes on the edges of the wings somehow hardened into extremely sharp steel needles, which suddenly shot out. As the wings flapped, they shot out in all directions, glowing with a cold silver light under the moonlight.

Tang Ling's pupils reflected countless dense steel needles.

There are no weapons, no spells, and no covering at all.

There's no time to dodge!
  At that moment, Tang Ling didn't even have time to crush the traffic order.

If not for a miracle, immortality would be half a disability.

But, a miracle happened.

This miracle is faster and stronger than a steel needle.

A bloody afterimage suddenly shot out of the slanting thorn, accompanied by a flash of silvery white light. All the steel needles directed towards this direction were instantly blocked, and flew away in both directions, diagonally inserting into the forest and tree trunks. ,ground……

The ferocious beast's steel needle could not continuously eject. It stopped after shooting for a while. During this gap, the bloody figure stepped on the branches of the tree in mid-air, and his whole body ejected towards the ferocious beast like a meteor.

Tang Ling took advantage of this and hid behind a tree, using the cold white moonlight to see clearly the face of his savior.

Fu Qingcheng's slender white right hand held a long knife that was almost as tall as her. The blade was huge, and the mirror-like blade reflected an air-conditioned face.

There was no expression on her face at this time, and she looked completely different from her usual appearance.

As if aware that there was another danger approaching, the beast flapped its wings again and shot out a dense series of steel needles.

Fu Qingcheng's castration was not reduced at all. He moved his thin white wrist and resisted with the blade. The blade was sure to hit. The cold light flashed and the speed was so fast that the afterimage danced out.

During the whole process, she remained expressionless, not even twitching her eyebrows, but the ultimate murderous intent in her eyes was almost ready to take shape.

This murderous intention was concentrated to the extreme when the girl successfully reached the crocodile skin-like back of the ferocious beast.

The giant blade shining with the cold light slashed down from above with the force of thunder. The blade was completely engulfed in the seemingly hard skin of the ferocious beast. The girl in blood-clothed hands clenched the long knife, and with a loud shout, she suddenly moved forward. The flesh and blood of the ferocious beast was cut open.

The scene after that got out of hand.

In Tang Ling's sight, he saw a blood shadow accompanied by flashing silvery white light, like a spiral machine, moving along the beast's body from top to bottom and from left to right like lightning.

Wherever he passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and his speed was so fast that it was impossible to see the moves clearly.

If Fu Qingcheng was a cook, his knife skills would definitely be good.

Because after this, her moves with the knife were so varied that it was dizzying. She could only hear the sound of the sharp blade cutting flesh and blood, but there was no way to catch her.

The ferocious beast didn't even react and let out a roar of pain, and its flesh and blood were completely spun away in an instant.

Making such a big heavy knife so fast.

Tang Ling was stunned.

This... is even better than the chef's job of solving the problem of cattle!
  (End of this chapter)