Chapter 72

Facing Seeing Lu Yaoyao's anger, Zhou Qing smiled slightly.

Retaliation my ass, I just accidentally scratched my finger.

That broken sword is simply too evil, it doesn't distinguish between friend and foe!

How should I say, I can be considered your new master, right? But the speed of bleeding is not ambiguous at all, and I almost lost my whole hand.

【Heart Appraisal Point +7】

The prompt sounded again. Zhou Qing watched Li Daoxuan and He Han land.

The 【Disgraceful Pervert】 above Li Daoxuan's head turned into 【Pervert Targeted for Retaliation】 at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How is it?" Li Daoxuan came over and asked.

Zhou Qing nodded slightly: "It's okay, I won't die!"

He Han on the side originally wanted to show concern, but suddenly felt something and turned his head.

Sure enough, Sect Master Cao Zhengyang, Mo Xingjian, and Senior Uncle Gao and other five Peak Masters landed.

"Greetings to all Senior Uncles and Senior Aunts!" Everyone hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Zhou Qing originally wanted to stand up, but Cao Zhengyang hurriedly signaled him not to move.

Afterwards, he looked Zhou Qing up and down, his eyes full of complexity, and said: "Tell us, what exactly is going on?"

Fortunately, Zhou Qing had already thought of the wording: "It was still yesterday, when I was fighting with that man in black, that is, the captured Deputy Director of the Spirit Field Division, I accidentally got hurt. I didn't take it seriously at first, but I didn't expect that when I woke up in the morning, it was spurting blood, and then it got out of control..."

No way, I can only throw this pot to you.

Zhou Qing even observed Gao Xuan on the side while speaking.

Gao Xuan frowned, not knowing what he was thinking, and the note about himself above his head was still 【Scapegoat】.

After Zhou Qing finished speaking, several Peak Masters still felt somewhat unbelievable, and even Tong Min, the Peak Master of Yuqing Peak, stepped forward and looked at Zhou Qing's finger carefully.

"You child, this is not just a prick, the finger is full of wounds, you should have paid more attention at the time!" Tong Min said.

Other Peak Masters also leaned forward to look, blaming Zhou Qing for not taking it seriously.

In the future, you must take it as a warning, and you must take any small injury to heart.

Zhou Qing nodded repeatedly, and Yan Xiaohu subconsciously looked at his Master Mo Xingjian.

Five fingers, I only slashed one to verify the guess in my heart, the rest were all done by you.

Facing the gaze of the two disciples, Mo Xingjian coughed lightly and then looked elsewhere.

"It's better to withdraw the people in the dark. I always feel that if they really want to make a move, they probably have ways. Besides, the grass has been startled, and a Deputy Director who has been lurking for many years has been lost, so they won't put their energy on a disciple anymore."

One of the Peak Masters pondered and said.

Zhou Qing agreed in his heart, mainly because he was worried about the broken sword and the old hen being exposed.

"Junior Brother Mo, what do you think?" Sect Master Cao Zhengyang looked at Mo Xingjian.

Mo Xingjian just pondered for a short while and agreed.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the more strictly Zhou Qing is protected, the more the other party feels that getting rid of this child will have a huge effect.

If you just let it go and act indifferent, maybe there will be a different effect.

And soldiers never tire of deceit. The more people don't take it to heart, the less people dare to make a move easily.

The more normal it is, the more abnormal it is.

"Good, I agree!" Mo Xingjian said.

Looking at the way everyone was discussing, and the concern and guilt in Seeing Lu Yaoyao's eyes, Yan Xiaohu narrowed his small eyes, but a bold idea emerged in his mind, and a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

After everyone left, Zhou Qing was also sent back to his residence.

Yan Xiaohu immediately called his eight followers, started to fiddle in the room, and then went straight to the first stop, Xuanbing Peak...

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Back in the room, Zhou Qing felt that it would take less than half an hour to fully recover.

Even his blood energy had improved. After all, he had taken the Blood Source Elixir that Master secretly stuffed into his mouth, and Third Shixiong's ten-thousand-year-old blood ginseng.

"It seems that this is a blessing in disguise!" Zhou Qing smiled.

After greeting the old hen, Zhou Qing activated the courtyard barrier and took out the broken sword again.

He looked at the blade with lingering fear.

"Big Brother Broken Sword, you are too ruthless. At least I brought you out from that millstone. Not to mention that so many pure spirit stones were swallowed by you, you don't have to almost take my life!"

Zhou Qing carefully placed it on the table and began to observe it carefully.

"You say that this time you sucked my blood, does it count as blood recognition?"

Zhou Qing muttered to himself.

Actually, he really wanted to try it. After all, he had to use this thing to fight the enemy in the future.

But he was worried about repeating the same mistake, so he thought it was better to forget it.

Let's take it one step at a time. In short, be careful in the future. If it really doesn't work, wrap a bandage on your hand.

At the very least, it has been explored that this thing is a rusty blunt object for ordinary things, but it's another matter when it touches flesh, it's super sharp!

Afterwards, Zhou Qing took out the Lightning-Attracting Talisman and the "Pale Thunder Sword Art" and began to study them deeply.

When his body recovered, he could slowly cultivate.

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At the same time, at the foot of Xuanbing Peak.

The sunset poured down, dyeing the world in a dim yellow color.

Yan Xiaohu stood quietly in a white robe, his expression solemn, his eyes full of deep grief and sorrow.

His hands were tightly holding Zhou Qing's portrait.

On the portrait, Zhou Qing's cheeks were sunken, his face was pale without any blood color, and a finger was abruptly spurting blood outward. The shocking appearance made people feel sad.

Behind Yan Xiaohu, eight true disciples also dressed in white followed silently.

They all lowered their heads, silent, as if shrouded in this heavy atmosphere of sorrow.

One of them was holding a box, with the word "Heart" written strikingly on the front of the box, and the words "Good person, wish you live to 【 】 years old" written on the coin slot above.

"Brother Yan, isn't our clothing a bit too much?" A true disciple holding the box couldn't help but speak.

Others who had originally lowered their heads also looked over one after another.

Yan Xiaohu, who was originally full of sorrow, signaled to be quiet.

"What's wrong? Isn't this to get the atmosphere up first? Shh, don't talk yet, people are coming!" Yan Xiaohu warned hurriedly.

Soon, above Xuanbing Peak, two figures flew over on swords and landed quickly.

Core disciples Gu Ting and Liang Yan saw this, and their expressions changed drastically.

Of course, they knew that Junior Brother Zhou Qing of Little Spirit Peak was attacked again today, and even the Sect Master and other Senior Uncles and Senior Aunts went to visit personally. However, they hadn't heard that it was serious to this extent.

"Junior Brother Yan, Junior Brother Zhou..." Gu Ting swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked in shock.

Yan Xiaohu looked at the two with a haggard face, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back, bursting out.

He choked, his voice trembling: "Senior Brother Gu, Yuan Shijie Liang, why? We all went out to find people together. Isn't it just that my Old Four recognized Yuan Shijie Shi Zhen in the dark first, and then destroyed the plans of those people."

"Isn't it just because of destroying the plan that he accidentally saved everyone? For example, you and some true disciples."

"Isn't it just because of saving people, but being hated by them again and again, and then assassinated, wanting to vent their hatred?"

"Isn't it just wanting to vent their hatred, but they have to use such vicious means? Yesterday a Deputy Director who had been lurking for many years was exposed and attacked, today he almost bled dry. Heaven knows what will happen tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? The day after that?"

"When others are still sleeping, cultivating, or even flirting with peace of mind, my Old Four is nervous, not daring to eat or sleep, for fear of not having a tomorrow. How unfair this is."

"Heaven, Earth, if I had known this, he would rather have pretended to be blind and seen nothing."

"The weakest cultivation, but bearing the highest risk, why? Why!"

Yan Xiaohu was furious and roared to the sky.

"Weakest cultivation, highest risk, how innocent, sigh~~"

The eight sighed in unison.

(End of chapter)