dhibooks Chapter 62 My Senior Sister
Chapter 62 My Senior Sister
Qingping: "..."
Gu Xiyue smiled again and said, "My senior sister won't make me cry, she loves me the most."
Suddenly there was a sharp sound outside the door.
The voice was neither male nor female, sometimes sharp and sometimes powerful, it made people's ears buzz.
"Water Moon Palace Night Bat invites you to fight the Hero in the River at noon tomorrow."
"The Bloody Lady of Water Moon Palace invites you to fight the Hero in the River at noon tomorrow."
"Shuiyue Palace sells golden sleeves, please fight the Hero in the river at noon tomorrow."
"Shuiyue Palace Soul Eater invites you to fight the heroes in the river at noon tomorrow."
The sound contained strong inner strength, Qingping and the others still felt uncomfortable after hearing it.
Ji Yun had fainted as early as the first sound, Qingping hurriedly caught her and helped her to the couch.
Gu Xiyue curled her lips, "Is this the woman who made Master so sad? It doesn't look good." She sat on the table, holding the sword in her hand, her feet dangling in the air, "It's just a few tears, I still think Guzhu is better."
"How can there be such a comparison between what you like?" Qingping approached, and straightened her hair that was messed up during the fight.
The things I like, I can't help myself at all.
Compared with Jiang Bujing, she fell in love with Gu Xiyue at first sight and never wavered again, she was really lucky.
"Ma'am, are you all right?"
The maid knocked on the door and asked, but there was no response for a long time. After pushing the door and entering, she found Ji Yun lying on the couch.
It's just that the casement was not closed, and a gust of cool wind blew in, making the lights flicker and the candles flickering.
At noon the next day, several elders in the Zongfu were waiting in full force.
Four people floated from the sky.
The woman in red with a sword on her face looked like peaches and plums, and after coldly scanning everyone in the circle, she asked, "Where is the hero in the river?"
Zong Mang scolded: "Bah! The demon woman in the Demon Palace is also worthy of fighting with our Patriarch!"
The woman just hooked her lower lip very lightly.
The other three looked at Zong Mang with a deadly look.
"My name is Blood Lady," the woman said.
Forced by their aura, Zong Mang took a step back involuntarily, but his face was still fierce, "Who wants to know your name?"
"What you need to know is that you don't even know the name of your enemy, isn't it too pitiful?"
A red shadow flashed past, and everyone's eyes blurred, and then they heard screams. Zong Mang was covered in blood, his limbs were cut off, and he fell to the ground crying.
The Blood Lady just took out a white handkerchief and wiped the blood off the sword very carefully.
She looked at the sword with extremely affectionate eyes, and her voice was gentle and tender, "Shaxian, I got angry for a moment, and let you be stained with this kind of pickled blood, alas. I will wipe it clean for you, so don't be angry."
The pink-cheeked man in the purple shirt covered his face and smiled, raised his willow eyebrows, showing a coquettish look, "Blood lady, you are always so impulsive, you are not a competent lover at all, be careful if your killer throws you away and find another one." Go gentle and considerate swordsman."
He made no sense.
Since killing immortals is a sword, what's the use of having a gentle and considerate lover?How to find another swordsman?
After hearing this, the blood lady nodded and sighed, "You're right, I'm really incompetent." As she spoke, she stroked the sword lightly, "Fortunately, my killer is so good that I never disliked me."
"However..." Her eyes turned sharp, "If it dares to go to someone else, that is absolutely impossible. Whoever it looks at, I will cut off that person's hand holding the sword."
The man in the purple shirt chuckled and said, "There are tens of thousands of good swordsmen in the world. You are so rude. If I were to kill an immortal, I would not want you." A young and brilliant swordsman?"
The blood lady said coldly: "Where is it?"
The disciples of the Zong family hurriedly carried Zong Mang down, and the arena was in chaos.
The Blood Lady flicked her long sword, and asked again, "Where is it?"
All the disciples were trembling, and no one dared to answer.
The slightly older elder coughed lightly, "We have never hired any young swordsmen. If you want to fight, pass me first."
The bloody lady only glanced at him, then turned her head away, "You are not worthy."
The elder snorted coldly, "I, Zong Sheng, have traveled all over the world for decades, and I haven't met anyone who says I'm unworthy."
The man in the purple shirt jumped onto the stage and gave him a wink, "Sheng Lang is really strong and vigorous, and he is unparalleled in style, and I am envious of you."
Yeba laughed loudly: "Pin Jinxiu, why are you flirting again?"
And the other man in black just stood quietly in the dark, without saying a word, like a mute.
Zong Sheng shouted: "Monster!"
Pin Jinxiu's smile grew wider, "Sheng Lang said that slaves are demons, and slaves are demons."
Zong Sheng was furious and waved his palm forward.
Pin Jinxiu didn't dodge or evade, he stretched out his hand to confront him with his internal strength.
At the moment of the opponent, the palm wind suddenly rose, and the two of them froze.
A smug smile appeared on Zong Sheng's face.
Although the man in front of him had good internal strength, he was still too young and too shallow compared to him.
If he refused to withdraw his palm, the person would be exhausted and die.
But he was not complacent for too long, and suddenly felt that the Xufu was empty, and his internal energy was stagnant.
Pin Jinxiu seized the opportunity and slapped him hard on the chest, sending him flying and rolling over ten steps away.
"You, you..." Black blood gushed out of Zong Sheng's mouth, "You actually used poison!"
Pin Jinxiu licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile, "So what? I'm a despicable and shameless Demon Cult monster, so it's unusual not to use poison."
When Zong Han was unconscious, Zong Sheng was the person with the highest martial arts in the Zong family.
Now when everyone sees him lying on the ground, they are all in despair, wondering if the century-old family is going to suffer the disaster of extermination?
At this moment, two clear voices sounded from outside the wall.
"Xie Qingping, disciple of the Shocking Sword, please fight against Shuiyue Palace."
"Ugly bat, you want to destroy the clan, but it's not so easy!"
Two girls leaped over the wall and stood in the arena holding their swords.
Even at the time of life and death, when everyone sees them, their hearts are still shaken, and they can't help but feel far away.
The eyebrows are picturesque, and the clothes are facing the wind.
As long as the two of them stood there quietly, the surroundings would no longer be surrounded by swords and swords being drawn and blood flowing, but would turn into a fairy pond of Yaotai and a scene of smoke and clouds.
The bloody lady looked over, "So it's you."
She immediately shifted her attention to the sky above Qiushui Changtian, and praised: "Good sword!"
Pin Jinxiu shook his hands, twisted the waist of the water snake and walked back, "Oh, oh, don't fight with girls, the two girls are so beautiful, I can't bear to destroy them with my hands."
The blood lady pulled out the killing fairy, and held a sword flower, "Come on, let me see if you are worthy of a good sword."
The night bat gave a strange laugh and flew into the arena, "It's no fun to fight like this, blood lady, let's go together."
"Wouldn't it make people say that we bully the small with the big?"
"We are a demon sect, isn't it common for the big to bully the small?"
The bloody lady nodded, "Exactly."
Gu Xiyue sighed, "If you want to fight, you can fight. It's going to be dark when you babble so much."
The bloody lady looked at her, moved her eyes to the birthmark on her neck, and licked her lips with a little excitement, "Then let's fight."