The Evil King Loves Lightly: Xiao Chong Doctor Concubine

Chapter 350 Revenge, the woman is cruel

Chapter 350 Revenge, the woman is cruel

However, Qiqi said this too late, Wuming's gaze had already met Guitong's gaze.

The two lines of sight blended together, just one glance, and they could never be separated again.

Wuming's sword technique suddenly slowed down, and the sword energy quickly disappeared without a trace after the last move.

Ghost Tong smiled slightly, staring at his eyes and moving closer: "I didn't want to deal with you, but you insisted on coming out to hinder my good."

His voice was like a ghost, it was clearly just the most common words, but it was lingering in Wuming's ears, echoing continuously.

Wuming didn't respond at all, just stared at him blankly as if attracted by the light in his eyes, and didn't even seem to realize that he had walked in front of her.

Finally, Guitong stretched out his hand, but Qiqi saw his palm glowing a little blue under the sunlight.

His palms are poisonous, he not only wants to beat Wuming down, but also wants to take his life!

"Be careful!" She exclaimed, and was about to run up from the stage.

A big palm landed on her wrist, pulling her back the moment she jumped out, and at this moment, Guitong's palm had already been pushed out.

Everyone only thought that the disciple from Zhaixing Tower would be knocked down by his light palm in the blink of an eye just like the one above.

But he didn't expect that at the moment when the disciples of the Five Sacred Sect clapped their hands, the disciples of Zhaxinglou who had been completely stunned as if they had fallen into a demon suddenly had a flash of light in their eyes, and the corners of their lips were slightly pulled. One, the rest are simply invisible to anyone.

In an instant, the sword light flashed, and with a "hiss", the long sword pierced straight into the opponent's chest.

He raised his hand casually, and the powerful sword energy carried the opponent's body. With a "swish", it made people fly out, and then fell heavily to the ground.

After his companion was shot down, the remaining disciple of the Five Sacred Sect panicked and looked back unconsciously. It was just such a hesitation, and the sturdy gray-clothed disciple of the Zhaixing Tower had already raised his hand, and there was a "bang" A punch landed on his chest.

The disciple of the Five Sacred Sect was immediately thrown into the air, spitting blood, and fell straight down like a kite with a broken string, and landed not far from where the ghost pupil fell.

Since then, the competition has come to an end.

Those who stayed in the arena were members of the Zhaixinglou, a small gang of the Zhaixinglou, who were not qualified to participate in the martial arts competition, but had to pass the Hengmen confrontation to obtain this qualification.

They were like a dark horse, after breaking into the martial arts conference, they rushed all the way, unimpeded all the way, and at this moment, standing on the high platform, they became the leaders of the entire Jiangnan martial arts in the new year.

Some people were shocked, some couldn't believe it, some were angry, and some were unwilling, but no matter what others thought, at least the outcome was decided at this moment, and the result had come out.

Abbot Hongyuan suddenly laughed loudly after being slightly stunned, and applauded: "Zhaixing Building's performance this year is really wonderful, it really opened my eyes."

He stood up and walked towards the ring, Wuming who was in the audience also stood up, strode up the ring, and came to Abbot Hongyuan.

Abbot Hongyuan looked around, finally looked back at Chu Jiangnan and Chu Dingbei, and said with a smile, "Do the two notaries have any objections? If there is no objection, I will announce who will be the leader of this year's martial arts alliance." gone."

Chu Jiangnan just nodded to him, with no strange expression on his face. Chu Dingbei also nodded vigorously, but his eyes were locked on Wuming who was wearing a human skin mask, and he kept thinking about when to find this little brother to discuss with him. Swordsmanship.

Such a good swordsmanship dazzled his eyes, how could such a talent be justified if he didn't make friends?

It just so happened that he came here on behalf of the imperial court this time, and Zhaxinglou won this competition, and they will have more opportunities to get along with the imperial court in the future, and they must find a chance to fight this little brother.

"Since the two notaries have no objections, the old monk will announce the position of this year's martial arts leader..."

"Wait a minute..."

Ghost Tong, whose head was stabbed in the chest by Wuming's sword and fell down, spat out a mouthful of blood, stared at the person holding the sword on the stage, and was about to say something, but a woman's charming voice came from behind: "This brother is so hurt! It’s too heavy and needs to be treated immediately.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Guitong felt a tightness in his neck, something stuck into his neck, and when he opened his mouth again, his voice was completely speechless.

At the same time, someone squatted down beside him, held his right wrist, and seemed to be feeling his pulse. In fact, the silver needle on her fingertips was so thin that it was almost invisible to the naked eye. Before anyone noticed, it quickly penetrated into the tendons of his right wrist.

Guitong only felt the muscles in his hands tense, and a heart-piercing pain came from his wrist. He was so frightened that his mind was shattered. Huo Di raised his head and stared at the woman squatting beside him, and the woman was still reflected in his pupils. A stunning face.

But she deliberately turned her face away to avoid his eyes, and fell into his eyes once, this time Qi Qi didn't dare to meet his gaze.

Even though she knew very well that this person was hurt too deeply now, she might not have the strength to gather all her true energy to capture his soul, but no matter what, safety comes first, and it's always good to be careful.

Headmaster Yue stood up suddenly, strode over, glared at Qi Qi and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

This girl once suffered under Gui Tong's hands, how could she have such kindness to come here to treat Gui Tong's illness?No matter what Guitong said, it was the people over there, and something happened to him, and he didn't know if the people behind him would push it to him.

Hearing Master Yue's angry voice, Qi Qi was startled, stood up hurriedly, looked at Chu Jiangnan who jumped down from the ring to her side like a frightened rabbit, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior Brother...Senior Brother, I...I just saw him shed so much blood...I..."

"Don't be afraid, senior brother is here, whoever dares to be rude to you, senior brother will slap him away."

The owner of Chu Zhuang is usually not a talkative person. Now that he has said so much in one breath, although everyone can't hear the shocking power of these words, they can hear a trace of joy, but the owner of the number one Zhuang in the world No one dared to question it.

Master Yue clenched his fists, gnashing his teeth angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

Qi Qi hid behind Chu Jiangnan, poked her head out to look at Ghost Tong who was lying in a pool of blood, she was obviously panicked but her eyes were shining with joy.

Especially when his gaze came, this time she didn't hide anymore, and said with a giggle at him: "You are so hurt, hurry up and find someone to treat you, your master is so fierce, I don't want to hurt you." Don't show it to you, don't look for me."

After all, he even made a grimace at him, with that triumphant and excited look, Guitong was so angry that he couldn't catch his breath, and with a "wow", a mouthful of turbid blood gushed out immediately.

He stared at Qi Qi's face, with endless murderous intent in his eyes, it was just because he was hurt too badly now, and also because he was too angry, that big palm was shaking all the time, and he couldn't speak at all, this look was indescribable How pitiful.

No matter what happens here, it still can't change the decision of Abbot Hongyuan above. When he announced that this year's martial arts leader is Qi Chenfeng, the owner of Zhaixing Building, the head of Yue and the leader of Wutan Sect snorted coldly. Even if he was unwilling, he could only lead his disciples back to the courtyard, tidy up and prepare to go down the mountain.

The Shaolin Temple was authorized by the imperial court, and the Prince of the North and the Cavalry Corps were here again. Since the Zhaixing Building won this time, there will be no business for them in the future.

Although the leader of the Five Altars Sect was angry, he had nothing to say because he was inferior to others.

As for the head of the Wuyue faction, this time he lost his wife and lost his army. He couldn't take the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he couldn't continue to cooperate with the people behind him. A large piece was dug out.

50 taels of gold, if he hadn't been cheated out of this batch of money, even if he couldn't get the position of martial arts leader now, at least he wouldn't suffer too much damage.

However, this time his damage was too great, it was too big for him to bear.

How will I explain to my disciples when I go back this time?How will their Five Sacred Sect gain a foothold in the arena in the future?With such a big loss, what should I do next?
But not many people paid attention to his pain and anger. After the abbot Hongyuan announced the new martial arts leader, he went to the monastery to discuss matters with Chu Dingbei and the new martial arts leader "Qi Chenfeng".

Chu Jiangnan was also invited, but he was very clear that this matter had nothing to do with the No. [-] Village in the world for the time being, so he said goodbye to them with a few polite words, and returned to his courtyard with Qi Qi.

Today is the fourteenth day of the eighth month, and tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, so they should pack up and go back to No. [-] village in the world.

On the way back, Qiqi's excited voice kept ringing: "Did you see the look in his eyes just now? It's so cute."

Chu Jiangnan sighed lightly, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to scratch the tip of her nose: "Do you know who you offended?"

"Does that brother know?" She looked up at him, still smiling and said, "Did you already see it?"

"It's not too early." He said lightly.

He really couldn't see it before. Although he had paid attention to this person, there were too many people who needed attention. Just now, all his attention was on the disciple who danced the sword, and he didn't pay much attention to Guitong.

Such an exquisite swordsmanship is indeed rare in the world. He even thought that maybe only Zichuan's No. [-] killer's No. [-] sword in the world could compete with it. Wu Ming under the stands always felt that his aura was not quite right.

Too familiar, too unnamed.

After much deliberation, he finally figured out that the one on the stage was none other than Wu Ming himself, and as for the "Wu Ming" below, he was probably someone's disguise.

There are not many people in the world who can do the disguise technique so well, and it just so happens that there is one person in the Ye Dynasty. This time, the messy faces of the disciples in the Star Picking Tower are probably also made by that person.

Brother Sihuang didn't tell him too many details before, and it was also because he wouldn't be involved too much in this matter, so he didn't know the details about the Star Picking Tower popping up out of thin air.

Rubbing her white hair, he sighed slightly: "Since you know he is, who would dare to do such a cruel thing to him, aren't you afraid that he will come back to revenge you in the future?"

(End of this chapter)