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- Chapter 211 Murder
"Miss Xueqing!" Liang Siren and Ruyue stood up hurriedly, with expressions of relief on their faces.
The visitor came up and approached the two of them. She was dressed in white clothes like snow, her skin was cold and pure, and her face was like white jade, exuding a soft glow. It was Fang Xueqing.
When she saw that the two of them were injured, she frowned slightly and said calmly: "Why are you injured?"
After saying that, she glanced at the three people opposite her, her gaze was like water, and finally fell on the short man, paused, and then turned away.
The three of them met her eyes, their hearts awe-inspiring, and they felt an invisible pressure rushing towards them, like a strong wind.
The three of them moved around in their clothes, but they used their skills to resist.
Fang Xueqing turned around and came to Liang Siren and Ru Yue. She took a look at their injuries, pointed at Liang Siren and said, "Siren, you are about to lose your appearance!"
Liang Siren smiled and didn't take it seriously, and asked quickly: "Miss Xueqing, why are you here?"
Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Young Master just came to me and said that you two would be in danger, so he sent me here to see if it's okay."
Liang Siren and Ruyue looked at each other, inexplicably surprised. They had signals in their arms, but they never thought of taking them out, feeling that it was not yet time.
¡°Furthermore, they know that the leader¡¯s Qinggong is extremely fast and extremely fast. Once the signal is sent out, they can come over in the blink of an eye, so there is no need to worry at all.
Unexpectedly, the leader had no foresight and knew that the two of them were in danger, so he sent Miss Xueqing to rescue them in advance. The leader was really powerful!
"Miss Xueqing, it doesn't matter to us." Liang Siren chuckled, glanced at the short man opposite, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"Really?" Fang Xueqing smiled softly, shook her head and said: "Why are you so brave in front of me!? After all, who was injured?"
Fang Xueqing has been guiding them to practice boundless ruthlessness before. They have a very good relationship and are very familiar with each other. They don¡¯t need to be too polite when speaking, just say what is useful.
Liang Siren sneered at the short man and smiled, a little embarrassed.
Fang Xueqing nodded slightly, knowing that it was the short man who hurt the person, she looked at him with bright eyes and said lightly: "You hurt my disciple?!"
She asked calmly, but it revealed great majesty. However, she had learned enough of Xiao Yuesheng's usual demeanor, combined it with majesty, and took advantage of the situation.
The short man felt stagnant for a moment, as if a huge force rushed towards him. With a quick shake of his strength, he regained his freedom and said in a deep voice: "Yes, they were injured by me!"
"Why did you hurt my disciple?!" Fang Xueqing asked calmly.
Her graceful body swayed suddenly, disappeared from the spot, and suddenly appeared in front of the short man, lightly placing a palm print on him.
The short man stretched out his claws with his right hand, and the eagle claws met her white jade-like little hand, which seemed to be able to crush her little hand in one blow. Others looked intolerable and almost tried to stop him.
With a muffled "bang", the short man flew out and landed on a table. With a click, the table was crushed and placed underneath him.
The short man rolled over and stood up straight, staring at Fang Xueqing, his eyes slightly narrowed, like two cold blades shooting out.
His clothes were messy and his hair was disheveled. He looked very embarrassed. His viciousness and intimidation were greatly reduced, and he looked like a beggar. Everyone couldn't help but smile.
Fang Xueqing's graceful body swayed and returned again, back to Liang Siren and Ru Yue, with a calm expression and said calmly: "You two are members of our Wuliang Sword Sect, so be more ruthless when you attack!"
The palm just now seemed not to have been pushed out by her, as if she had not moved at all, her expression was calm, and nothing had happened.
As for the short man's glare, she didn't even look at it and didn't bother to pay attention. She said to Liang Siren and Ru Yue: "Logically speaking, your infinite sword training is almost enough to deal with him. Why are you still injured? ¡You must be not smart enough!¡±
Ruyue nodded hurriedly: "Yes, sister Xueqing, we were careless!"
Fang Xueqing nodded slightly: "You also need to go all out when fighting against a rabbit. This time is a lesson. If you make such a mistake next time, you will be severely punished!"
"Yes, Sister Xueqing!" Ruyue nodded hurriedly.
"Take my sword!" The short man suddenly jumped up and rushed out. The long sword flew like a poisonous snake and stabbed her waist quickly. If the sword hit her, she would definitely die.
Liang Siren and Ruyue stood opposite Fang Xueqing. They saw the short man's movements, but did not warn him, only showing a gloating smile.
Fang Xueqing¡¯s figureIn a flash, it suddenly changed into two, as if two pieces of paper were stacked together and suddenly separated, leaving two people on the left and one on the right.
The short man was startled and suddenly confused. He didn't know which figure was real. He simply shook his sword and enveloped both figures.
With a muffled "bang", he flew up again and bumped into a table. It was like the weight of a mountain, crushing the table into pieces and falling to the ground with him.
He lay on the pieces of wood, turned over and struggled to get up, but after struggling for a few times, he gave up dejectedly. The strength around him seemed to be drained, and after struggling for a few times, he lost his strength.
He raised his head, tried his best to open his eyes wide, and glared at Fang Xueqing fiercely, his eyes were so vicious that he wanted to kill Fang Xueqing with his eyes.
Fang Xueqing frowned lightly, a clear light flashed in her bright eyes, and ignored him, turning around to look at the man in green shirt and the lion-like man.
The man in the green shirt cupped his fists and saluted, and asked with a polite smile: "This girl is so polite. I wonder who is so sacred about her?"
The big man like a lion walked up to the short man, helped him up, and checked his injuries. However, there was nothing serious. He was just hit in an acupuncture point, and he couldn't breathe for a while.
He patted the short man lightly and said with a smile: "Old Wang, I hope you are lucky. They won't bother to kill you at all. Otherwise, you would have died twice!"
The short man looked at him coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed. Being played with by a woman in this way would cause him great shame and humiliation in his life, and he would not stop until he died!
Fang Xueqing glanced at the man in green shirt and saw his elegant expression and free and easy demeanor. She felt a little fond of him and said gently: "My little girl Fang Xueqing is the young master's maid. Who are you?"
"Is Mr. Ling Xiao Guanlan or Daxia Xiao?" the man in green shirt asked hurriedly, his expression changed.
Fang Xueqing nodded lightly: "Exactly! What are your intentions in dealing with my disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect?"
"Hmph, the Infinite Sword is nothing more than that, just for fame and reputation, it's not worth mentioning!" The short man suddenly interrupted and snorted coldly, staring at Fang Xueqing provocatively with a look of disdain.
Fang Xueqing glanced at him lightly, ignored him, turned to the man in green shirt and said, "I, a disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect, will never allow others to harm me. Is it just him?"
The man in green shirt waved his hands with a smile and said: "Girl, listen to me, this is just a misunderstanding, don't take it too seriously!"
¡°Oh¡ª¡ª?¡± Fang Xueqing raised her dark eyebrows.
"I've just admired the name of Wuliang Sword for a long time and wanted to experience the swordsmanship of Wuliang Sword Sect. But if you start to compete, you won't be able to hold back, that's all!" The man in blue shirt said with a smile.
Ruyue snorted softly, and glanced at him with bright eyes. She thought he was a good person, but she didn't want to confuse right and wrong, talk sweetly, and lie like the truth. It's really chilling.
Fang Xueqing glanced at the short man and said calmly: "I see, if you want to experience the swordsmanship of Wuliang Sword Sect, why not find my young master?"
She added: "The disciples of Wuliang Sword are just beginners in the practice of swordsmanship. They are far from it. If you want to see the swordsmanship of Wuliang Sword, go and ask my master for advice!"
She didn¡¯t wait for the man in green shirt to speak, and waved her little hand: ¡°However, if my disciple of Wuliang Sword hurts me, my young master will never turn a blind eye!¡±
After saying that, she waved her little hand and said calmly to the short man: "If you are not convinced, just try again! My swordsmanship was passed down by the young master himself. Only after you pass my level can you challenge the young master!"
The short man nodded slowly and unsheathed his sword: "In that case, I'm here to learn your swordsmanship!"
Fang Xueqing nodded slightly: "Okay, just draw your sword!"
As she spoke, she slowly drew out the Biyue Sword. The light of the sword was like a stream of autumn water, swaying gently, and a cold air floated out. The temperature in the restaurant seemed to have dropped a bit.
"Look at the sword!" The short man stabbed the sword suddenly, like a stream of light. He shouted these two words just when the long sword was about to hit.
"Tsk!" With a muffled groan, Fang Xueqing's sword flashed past and was quickly sheathed, as if she had not made any move at all.
"Uh" The short man clutched his chest and slowly fell down. His slightly narrowed eyes widened and gradually dimmed.
The long sword made a muffled groan when it hit the ground. He fell to the ground, motionless. A ball of blood had already flowed out of his body, and there was no movement.
The others were stunned. No one could clearly see the power of her sword. They could only see the cold light flashing away. They could not see how the sword came out or where it hit.
The other two people rushed towards him, one pressed his nose and the other held his wrist. They each examined his injuries and slowly stood up.
The two people's faces were as dark as water, and their eyes were shining brightly, staring at Fang Xueqing.
Fang Xueqing looked indifferent, turned to Liang Siren and Ru Yue and said, "You go back, wait until you recover from your injuries before you can go out and do some activities, first practice your sword skills!"
"Yes, Miss Xueqing!" The two of them lowered their hands and said respectfully at the same time, with unusually respectful expressions, as if they were facing their master.
Although Fang Xueqing and them are not called masters and disciples, they are masters and disciples. It was she who instructed and taught the Wuliang Juejian, and each of them performed the teacher's ceremony on them.
Fang Xueqing waved her little hand, signaling the two of them to leave.
"Girl, you actually killed Brother Wang!" The man in green shirt said slowly, his face was gloomy, no longer as free and elegant as before, his eyes were as bright as substance.
Fang Xueqing said calmly: "He wants to kill my disciple of Wuliang Sword, which is unforgivable!"
"He didn't kill the disciples of Wuliangjian!" The man in green shirt said solemnly, his voice cold.
"Although he didn't kill, he had murderous intentions!" Fang Xueqing was unmoved, with a calm expression, and said calmly: "So, I spared him twice. He didn't know what to do, and there was nothing I could do about it!"
Although her heart is soft now, she is no longer afraid of killing people. She regards human life as an ant. This was caused when she and Xiao Yuesheng killed horse thieves on the prairie.
She saw the resentment on the short man's face. If he let him go, the disciples of Wuliang Sword would suffer. They might be plotted by him at some point.
Rather than doing this, it would be better to kill him cleanly. This thought flashed through her mind, and then the short man was still pestering her, so she carried out the plan, and she really killed the short man with one sword strike.
"Okay! Okay!" The man in green shirt sneered, turned to the lion-like man and said, "Brother Sun, let's work together to meet this girl for a while!"
"Okay!" The lion-like man nodded slowly and said in a deep voice: "You are such a cruel little girl that you actually killed Lao Wang, we can't ignore it!"
"You two just do it!" Fang Xueqing said calmly, with a cold expression and not caring at all.
Although the inner strength of these two people was deep, in her eyes, they were ordinary and she didn't take them to heart at all. She waved her little hands nonchalantly.
This demeanor made the two of them very annoyed. They looked at each other and shouted loudly at the same time. One person drew his sword and the other drew his sword, and they attacked Fang Xueqing at the same time. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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