Chapter 25: Apologize
Rong Qing only knocked three times and then stopped. The gap in his eyes is no longer complete.
Relying on the warning of this restriction to hurt him can only go so far. Rong Qing sighed.
Looking far into the distance, I saw a black dot approaching quickly.
The figure became more and more obvious, full of murderous intent.
The eyesight during the Qi refining period is far beyond that of ordinary people. As soon as the eyes of the two people in each other's field of vision came into contact, sparks seemed to fly out.
Even if Cheng Ke was injured, it was very minor. But Rong Qing looked much more embarrassed.
The exposed skin was stained with either dried blood or sweat. The wind blew, and the soap-colored robe outlined her slender figure.
His face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright. Cheng Ke suddenly became wary.
This sense of vigilance had just arisen and was quickly covered up by his anger.
Cheng Ke looked at Rong Qing with disdain, "Sir, you knowingly committed the crime. I think you should be severely punished to serve as a warning to others!"
After saying that, he had time to wait for Rong Qing to kowtow to him and beg for mercy.
He waited to see her crying and then cruelly told her that no matter how much she begged for mercy, he would still take her life.
Unexpectedly, Rong Qing suddenly laughed.
"You are indeed a ten-year-old brat." She deliberately mocked, "You hate me so much, have you ever been slapped by your teacher before?"
That sarcastic look struck Cheng Ke right in the heart.
"you!"
"What are you looking at?" The corners of her lips curled up, and Rong Qing leaned forward slightly, "Staring at me shows that you have big eyes, or does it show that you are reasonable? Are you worthy?"
The smiling face that came closer was full of malice. Just like a spark, it burned away all Cheng Ke's sanity.
What should a mortal ant be wary of? !
The little hands quickly made the secret. The spiritual sword at Cheng Ke's waist trembled slightly, eager to respond to its master's call.
Such a close distance was enough to cut off her head.
Cheng Ke's round eyes were filled with murderous intent.
A mortal is dead when he dies, even if he is still of little use now. Could it be that the elders of the master's sect would still be unhappy with him because of this?
For Rong Qing, such a short distance is enough!
She twisted a piece of light green talisman paper between the fingers of her right hand and lightly placed it on Cheng Ke's forehead.
As the talisman paper was attached unexpectedly, the black lines on the talisman seeped into Cheng Ke's skin, leaving only a blank talisman paper.
However, the effect has already taken effect.
The spiritual energy that originally surged through his Thirteen Main Sutras suddenly stagnated. The most violent reaction was the Yize Main Meridian corresponding to his single spiritual root of fire element. The main meridian, which originally cooperated with the movement of spiritual energy, passively contracted due to this change.
Cheng Ke felt a surge of energy and blood in his body, but now he couldn't care less about this strange situation, and stared at the flying knife that had lost the pull of his spiritual energy.
At this speed, he could not cut off all of her head, but could also cut off half of her neck.
However, his hope was destined to come to nothing.
The spirit knife was less than a finger away from her neck, and it seemed to be stuck in the mud, and its speed suddenly slowed down. Several cracks visible to the naked eye covered the blade.
The next moment, it was gently knocked away and fell to the ground. The spiritual light disappears, no different from ordinary iron.
Rong Qing would not wait for him to recover from the shock. In fact, she started taking the next step after putting on the pulse-sealing talisman.
Two streaks of black smoke seemed to burst out from her sleeves. In just the blink of an eye, it passed by Cheng Ke's shoulders and returned immediately with a touch.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Cheng Ke frowned and wailed in pain. He had never endured such severe pain.
The two arms fell to the ground, while the left and right hands were still making kneading movements.
"You're not happy about your young age." Rong Qing mocked unceremoniously, "You only learned one move, and you still dare to get so close to others during a fight."
Rong Qing is not afraid that Cheng Ke may have another move. The one who could endure such severe pain and wait for an opportunity to fight back must at least be a foundation-building monk.
The pain tests not only the monk's body, but also the strength of his soul.
This battle ended very quickly, but due to mental calculations and unintentional calculations, coupled with Rong Qing's more tricks, such a result is natural.
Raising her hand to grab the bun on Cheng Ke's head, Rong Qing dragged his body to the door.
Cheng Ke was already in a semi-conscious state and allowed her to drag him around. Rong Qing wanted to put him in a kneeling position, but he fell weakly to the ground with his head down.
Rong Qing simply didn't care about this and simply grabbed his hair and smashed his head to the ground.
"Aren't you so high up that no one can look down on you?"
"Don't you regard human life as nothing?"
The more Rong Qing spoke, the more she hated her. The force of her hand was not ambiguous at all, and she smashed his face until it was bloody.
There are very few people she cares about, because not many people really care about her. But my husband was different. The friendship with her seemed too ordinary, but only when I lost him did I realize that the pain was heartbreaking.
Cheng Ke made a "ho ho" sound in his throat. There seemed to be many curses or pleas for mercy that he wanted to say. But in the end, only a large amount of blood foam poured out of his mouth.
As Rong Qing let go of his hand, his head hit the ground heavily, and his exposed eyes widened.
Can't figure it out. He couldn't understand how an ant he looked down on could become so powerful, stronger than him. He also couldn't imagine that the Taoist robe given by his master could not even withstand a single blow.
No matter how hard he figured it out, he would be completely dead this time.
There was no sound.
Rong Qing lowered her eyes and took off the storage bag from his waist. The spiritual consciousness forcefully broke through the superficial restrictions at the mouth.
Even if the owner is dead, the restrictions inside the storage bag are vulnerable.
Cheng Ke's storage bag has a small capacity, but what it contains, as Rong Qing guessed, is a large number of low-level Qi-replenishing pills that can be used during the Qi-refining period.
Rong Qing's own storage ring contains many high-level Qi-replenishing pills, but these are all used by Yuanying monks. The spiritual energy contained in it is extremely pure, but it is not of the quality and quantity that can be refined during the Qi refining period.
Since this group of people came to Jingguo, a place with no spiritual energy, they must have prepared a large number of Qi-boosting pills. As Cheng Ke was in the Qi refining stage, what he stored in his storage bag must be low-level Qi-replenishing pills corresponding to his cultivation level.
At this time, Rong Qing was naturally at a disadvantage. She also put Cheng Ke's torn Taoist robe and damaged spiritual knife into the storage bag. No matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat. They belong to the enemy anyway, so she will not be lenient when confiscating them.
Standing up, Rong Qing looked at the large dark stains on her black robe, and simply took off her robe and covered Cheng Ke's body.
Cheng Ke hated their mortal blood, so how could she not hate his.
The middle coat exposed after removing the outer robe is pure white, and the black embroidery on the collar and cuffs is extremely complicated.
Rong Qing opened the door and went in, just in time to meet Zhong Xiu's surprised and excited eyes when he raised his head.
"Let's go." With that said, Rong Qing half-crouched and carried Master Guo on her back, carrying Master Guo's book box in one hand, and walked out first.
"Okay." Zhong Xiu quickly picked up Rong Qing's book box and followed closely behind. Cheng Ke's storage bag had just been stuffed into the book box.
When he stepped out of the door, Zhong Xiu immediately saw the obviously bulging robe on the ground. Although she couldn't see it, she knew what it was.
With lingering fear, Zhong Xiu walked away from him, lifted up his skirt, and jogged to keep up with the figure striding forward.
(End of chapter)