Chapter 293 Qingchen, will you admit defeat?

Chapter 293 Qingchen, will you admit defeat?

The huge phoenix, transformed from countless black birds, rushed towards Bai Feiqing in a black mass.

Besieged by the birds he raised, Bai Feiqing's eyes throbbed with veins and he laughed angrily: "I really underestimated you, girl. It seems that Tian Duanjiang was not unjust."

Bai Feiqing bit the tip of his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood on the folding fan.

Then he threw the folding fan.

The folding fan kept spinning in the air and soon turned into a huge barrier, blocking all the black birds.

Seeing this, Qu Hongling summoned the Phoenix Sword.

The girl put her hands together, clamped the Phoenix Sword between her palms, and said silently: "Cut!"

The black bird that was originally coming like a tidal wave suddenly folded its wings and feathers. A huge black sword formed and sprinted straight towards the folding fan barrier.

Under the huge force, the barrier was forced to bend, showing a huge arc.

Bai Feiqing's pupils shrank: "Such a strong sword intention."

The barrier was slowly pierced with a crack.

Seeing that he could not stop it, Bai Feiqing snorted coldly and stepped hard on the giant bird under his feet.

The giant bird made a mournful cry.

Soon, several purple feathers fell off from the body, slowly floated up, and stuck to Bai Feiqing's body.

"Stinky girl, do you really think I can't deal with you?"

Bai Feiqing retracted his folding fan, his body speed suddenly increased, and he rushed straight towards the black bird's condensed giant sword. When they collided, the tip of the sword shattered and cracked inch by inch. , the blackbird was constantly exploded into powder.

Qu Hongling spurted out blood and flew backwards.

She hurriedly held out a crystal bell and was about to shake it when Bai Feiqing punched her in the abdomen.

The girl fell heavily to the ground and rolled several times on the ground.

Bai Feiqing grabbed the bell that flew away from the girl's hand. When he took a closer look, he was surprised at first, and then his eyes filled with heat: "It's actually the soul-capturing bell?!"

The soul-capturing bell is a treasure of the Heavenly Demon Sect. .

When shaken, it can absorb people's souls, causing them to fall into pain and eventually lose their minds.

Bai Feiqing laughed loudly: "I am lucky today. Little girl, it would be a waste to have such a powerful magic weapon on you. I will teach you how to use it."

Bai Feiqing has a handsome face. A cruel smile appeared on her feminine face, she pointed at Qu Hongling and slowly shook the crystal bell.

The crisp bell sounded suddenly.

The sound waves emitted by the bell spread out in circles, making it blurry and dreamy.

Qu Hongling's delicate body trembled, and she covered her ears tightly with her jade hands, her expression was extremely painful.

“One vibration clears the mind, two vibrations calm the mind, three vibrations fascinate the soul, four vibrations absorb the soul...”

Feeling the powerful power of the soul-catching bell, Bai Feiqing was secretly frightened and murmured , "Now that I have obtained this important treasure, there is no need to settle for the Eleventh Peak. Even if I cannot be the sect leader, I will be more than enough to be the deputy sect leader."

Bai Feiqing looked at Qu Hongling, who was struggling in pain, and sneered:

"It's a good thing that you are the master of the Tianyao Sect. If it were anyone else, how would you be qualified to carry such a magic weapon.

Little Girl, I don’t know what the sect master’s purpose is for arresting you this time, but before that, I will give you a long memory.”

Bai Feiqing shook the bell again.

Qu Hongling screamed and huddled on the ground.

In an instant, red blood gushed out from her seven orifices like a spring, dyeing her face and clothes red bit by bit.

As the bell continued to attack, Qu Hongling's eyes gradually became hollow, and finally showed a blank look, and he had no reaction to the bell's attack.

Bai Feiqing stopped ringing the bell, observed it for a moment, and shouted: "Come here!"

The girl did not move, sitting on the ground blankly.

Bai Feiqing glanced at the Soul Seizing Bell in his hand and frowned slightly: "Are you stupid?"

With five fingers, he sucked some gravel from the ground into his palm, condensed it into a small ball, and shot it towards the front door.

Faced with danger, the girl suddenly didn’t realize it and remained motionless.

Peng!

The small ball of sand hit the pretty face stained with blood and scattered in all directions.

Seeing that the opponent did not dodge, Bai Feiqing, who was worried, condensed a ball of gravel containing evil energy and hit the opponent on the shoulder.

Poof——

The sand and gravel penetrated the girl's body, splattering blood drops.

But Qu Hongling was like a puppet, unable to feel pain.

“My cultivation level is too low to withstand the soul-stirring bell.”

Bai Feiqing walked up to Qu Hongling, squatted down and stared at the girl’s numb and blood-stained pretty face, and said with some regret , "If I had known better, I would have shaken it less, but fools also have fun in fools."

He used the folding fan to lift the girl's slender chin, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Qu, you——"

At this moment, Qu Hongling suddenly raised his head.

The ringing tone is rapid, like a gust of wind and rain.

A blurry and enchanting red light appeared in the girl's eyes, directly capturing the man's soul.

Bai Feiqing looked frightened and tried to break free, but found that he had been firmly imprisoned by invisible force.

"When you take someone else's magical weapon, don't you check it first?"

In order to restrain the opponent, Qu Hongling tried his best to pour out all the power of the Soul-Calling Bell that he had absorbed before, and attacked on the other side.

The girl’s seven orifices overflowed with blood again.

Bai Feiqing looked ferocious.

He didn’t expect that he was cautious enough, but he was still tricked by the other party.

Realizing that his soul was being torn apart bit by bit, Bai Feiqing risked being seriously injured by the backlash and forced his vitality to flow into the folding fan in his hand.

As the folding fan opened little by little, the restraining force on Bai Feiqing also began to weaken.

Bai Feiqing stared at the girl fiercely.

You just want to kill me?

At the last moment when she broke free from the restraints, the girl suddenly opened her mouth and two red bees flew out.

The two bees flew to Bai Feiqing's left and right eyes respectively, and shot out venomous stingers from their tails, piercing directly into the eyes.

Bai Feiqing didn't expect that the other party would have such a back-up move. He felt a sharp pain in his eyes and couldn't help but let out a heart-rending wail.

Forcibly breaking free from the restraints, he spurted out blood and slapped Qu Hongling away with his palm, covering his eyes in panic with his hands.

The blood was pouring down, staining his fingers red.

His body curled up in unbearable pain and rolled on the ground, like a tortured prisoner, constantly cursing:

"Little bitch, I'll kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Qu Hongling gasped for air and just stood up, but fell to the ground weakly.

Looking at Bai Feiqing, whose eyes were bleeding and waving the paper fan wildly, Qu Hongling saw the right moment and threw the Phoenix Slayer Sword, piercing the opponent's throat.

Bai Feiqing staggered and fell to the ground.

——

The scattered stars gradually disappeared under the night cover.

Indoor, the red candle burned alone, with piles of tears falling silently.

The woman took off her complicated and gorgeous wedding dress, as if she had removed many shackles, and restored her former elegance and tranquility.

Ran Qingchen leaned quietly in front of the window, silently looking at the night.

The previous emotions of anger, despair, sadness, etc. gradually subsided at this time, and were carefully suppressed deep in my heart, leaving only confusion.

Recalling every detail of the two of them, the woman suddenly realized that every emotional touch they had had seemed careless, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper at will.

Whether it is thick or light, whether it is happy or sad, they are all like mottled ink, failing to show all the details.

Ran Qingchen gently leaned his head against the window sash and closed his beautiful eyes.

As heavy fatigue rolled over her heart, the woman gradually fell into a deep sleep.

I don’t know how long it took, but the woman woke up and saw a familiar face coming into view.

The man looked at her tenderly.

Jiang Mo?

Ran Qingchen was stunned, and her eyes suddenly welled up with endless joy. She was about to stand up, but then she remembered the scene of the wedding. She turned her head and said stiffly:

"You What are you doing here?”

The man did not respond, still looking at her with gentle eyes.

Ran Qingchen was very angry when she couldn't hear the man's explanation for a long time.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that the surrounding environment was very strange, and she was actually in a strange house. Before Ran Qingchen could recover, Jiang Shouzhong in front of him suddenly stood up and walked out of the house.

“Husband!”

Ran Qingchen panicked and hurriedly went to catch him.

The palm passed through the man's body.

Ran Qingchen was stunned.

She walked out of the hut numbly and found herself in a small courtyard of an ordinary house in the village.

The smoke from the kitchen is curling up, and the sunset is like makeup.

Wearing a coarse cloth, Jiang Shouzhong stood in the courtyard, looking up at the roof.

Ran Qingchen subconsciously raised his head.

A delicate figure, as red as the first blooming danxia, ​​shines against the fading glow of the sky.

"Hong'er, are you hiding on the roof again and secretly eating the pastries made by Sister Ye."

Jiang Shouzhong asked.

The girl in the red dress muttered her red lips: "No."

Just the crumb of pastry stuck to the corner of her mouth betrayed the girl's behavior.

Ran Qingchen stared at this scene in a daze.

Is this the scene between the husband and the adopted sister?

It turns out... they really lived together.

Jiang Shouzhong said helplessly: "Just eat it secretly. Then you will become a fat little girl and see who wants you."

Qu Hongling turned her back to her hands and walked lightly on tiptoes on the roof. She smiled and said, "It's okay. Brother Xiao Jiang wants me anyway."

"Who said I would want you? If so, If she is more beautiful than you, I will definitely marry her."

Jiang Shouzhong snorted.

Qu Hongling wrinkled Xiao Qiong’s nose: “Humph, I don’t believe it.”

“Bring it here.”

Jiang Shouzhong stretched out his hand.

The girl pretended to be confused: "What?"

Jiang Shouzhong said with a straight face: "I wrote a poem to Sister Ye, did you take that poem away? "

"Ah, poetry?"

Qu Hongling's eyes widened, "Brother Xiao Jiang, you can also write poetry."

Ran Qingchen suddenly remembered that Jiang Shouzhong had written a poem for her.

......I would rather not know a beautiful city or a beautiful country. Beautiful women are rare to find.

“Ah, there seems to be a poem.” Qu Hongling took out a piece of paper from his arms and deliberately read loudly: “The love is deep when we meet each other, and I wish we had met sooner...”< br>
“Bring it!”

Jiang Shouzhong looked unhappy.

Qu Hongling, who was obviously jealous, had a mean look on her face:

"Someone is anxious, but this poem is quite good. Sister Ye must like it. It is better than what someone wrote for me. "

Jiang Shouzhong said helplessly: "I have written ten poems for you."

"Not enough."

Qu Hongling's tone was a bit coquettish. taste.

She raised the rice paper in her hand and said softly: "You have to write a hundred poems for me."

"Forget it if you don't."

Jiang Shouzhong turned and left.

Seeing that the man was really angry and left, the girl panicked a little and hurriedly waved the paper and shouted: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, give it back to you, Brother Xiao Jiang."

Qu Hongling subconsciously took a step forward, but accidentally stepped on a tile.

Her feet slipped, and the girl lost her balance, and her whole body fell backwards.

“Be careful!”

Ran Qingchen’s pretty face changed, and she instinctively reached out to pick it up.

A figure rushed over.

But Jiang Shouzhong rushed over in time and took the girl into his arms.

Ran Qingchen's arms were frozen in the air, looking at the couple hugging each other, feeling inexplicably in a trance, as if he was a person in another world, isolated.

Right now she...is indeed isolated.

"You girl are always so irritable. What should you do if you get hurt?"

Jiang Shouzhong scolded.

Knowing that he was in the wrong, Qu Hongling said sarcastically:

"I'm not careful. Anyway, Brother Jiang will always protect me. I'm not afraid."

"You don't have a long memory, right?"

Jiang Shouzhong slapped the girl's buttocks hard, provoking The latter was in tears and felt aggrieved.

The two of them were flirting and had a lot of affection.

Ran Qingchen slowly clenched his fist.

She felt that her heart was oppressed by this heartwarming scene, and she could hardly breathe.

Are you really just an outsider?

Jealousy, unwillingness...familiar negative emotions came to my heart again.

Black mist surrounds the woman.

“Look, I told you to eat less and you really gained a lot of weight.”

Jiang Shouzhong joked.

Qu Hongling was still stubborn: "I really didn't eat it secretly."

At this time, a small pastry accidentally slipped out of the girl's sleeve.

Qu Hongling quickly held it in his hand.

Seeing that Jiang Shouzhong didn't notice, the girl turned her head while the man wasn't paying attention, and stuffed the sweet pastry into her mouth. Her cheeks were bulging, and she almost choked.

Seeing the cute and funny scene of his adopted sister, Ran Qingchen couldn't help but smile, and his eyes softened a little.

Affected by this, the sinister aura on the woman's body became much lighter.

At this time, she found the piece of paper with the poem written on it at her feet.

She subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but a hand as white as jade reached out and picked up the manuscript.

Ran Qingchen turned around and looked.

What caught his eye was a gentle and graceful woman in a white dress.

The woman's side face is beautiful, while the other face is lightly covered by hair, and some scars can be seen vaguely.

"Sister Ye!"

Qu Hongling just secretly swallowed the pastry. When he saw the woman coming, he felt like a thief who had been caught. His cheeks were instantly stained with rouge, showing a bit of... Confined and flustered.

She quickly pointed to the paper manuscript in Ye Zhuchan's hand and said: "Brother Xiao Jiang wrote the poem for you!"

Jiang Shouzhong let go of the girl and said nervously: "Sister Ye, I just wrote it casually for fun."

Ye Zhuchan looked down at the verses on the manuscript, her red lips moved slightly, read it lightly, and said with a smile : "I like it very much. Brother Jiang is really talented, no worse than those poets."

Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head and smiled dryly.

This was the first time Ran Qingchen saw her husband showing such an expression.

Nervous, awkward, happy, sad, expectant... like a boy who has not grown up, facing his goddess.

Who is this Sister Ye?

Ran Qingchen stared at the woman, curious in his heart.

"Okay, the food is ready. Let's go and eat." Ye Zhuchan put away the manuscript and said with a smile.

Jiang Shouzhong and Qu Hongling said oh and went to the main house.

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Ye Zhuchan had a soft smile on her face, showing the kindness of an elder.

Until the two of them entered the house, Ye Zhuchan sighed inexplicably, slowly turned her head, stared at Ran Qingchen and asked softly: "Qingchen, will you admit defeat?"

(End of this chapter)