Comprehensive martial arts begins with the successor of the Seven Swords

Chapter 7 I will stay
"go!"

Minghou grabbed the weak Yueji, carried the giant blade, and was about to fly away from here.

"I didn't say you could leave."

Qi Lin slapped the sword box, and the Changhong Sword popped out. He held the hilt of the sword, circulated the Changhong True Qi, and threw the long sword out.

The flames were blazing, and a long rainbow was drawn under the night, and there seemed to be the sound of a dragon chant, and it went straight to the killer combination that wanted to get there.

Ming Hou felt uneasy, without any hesitation, he threw Yue Ji out, turned around and used the golden giant knife as a shield.

"clang!"

The Changhong sword collided with the giant golden sword. Minghou was still in the air and had nowhere to draw his strength, so he retreated to the roof beside him, trying to compete with his true energy.

But when he confronted the Changhong Sword head-on, he found that the true qi surging from the sword was not soft and cold as before, but yang and vigour.

Ming Hou's posture of holding the sword can be called domineering and strong, but Changhong's sword energy broke out immediately, vomited blood, flew out backwards, and fell unconscious.

"Xiao Yi, take everyone and bring those two back into the room!"

The pigeons flying in the sky heard the shout and flew directly to Minghou Yueji.

"Changhong!"

Qi Lin shouted, and the Changhong Sword stuck on the ground automatically flew back to his hand.

He waved the long sword in his hand, and the scorching rainbow sword energy swept across the entire street, melting the frost on the street.

After doing this, he turned over and went back to his room, and the pigeons also flew into the room holding Minghou and Yueji.

"Just throw them on the ground!"

Both were unconscious.

Qi Lin stretched out his hands and put them on the wrists of the two men, diagnosing and treating their injuries.

Minghou's meridians were injured by the Changhong sword energy, while Yueji lost too much blood and was frostbitten by the cold air.

"It's all minor injuries, easy to heal!"

Qi Lin threw out the silver needle hidden in his sleeve and stabbed the acupuncture points of Minghou and Yueji.

Half of the Ziyun sword popped out of the sword box, and he just circulated Ziyun's true energy to resolve the internal injuries of the two through the silver needles.

The purple air comes from the east, rich and noble.If you are lucky, you will avoid all calamities.

Qi Lin used this zhenqi to circulate in the two people's bodies several times, and their injuries were resolved within a few breaths.

"Open your eyes!"

Qi Lin snorted, and Minghou and Yueji opened their eyes uncontrollably and woke up.

"Don't be impulsive, I have sealed your acupuncture points, you will die if you act rashly."

"What exactly do you want?" Yue Ji shouted with a cold face.

"Hey, you are the ones who want to kill me, but you ask me what I want to do, isn't that confusing right and wrong?"

Qi Lin sat down on the chair calmly, and pressed the popped Ziyun sword back into the sword box.

Yue Ji didn't say much, for killers like them, black and white were never important.

But Minghou said: "We came to kill you, and you were arrested because your skills were inferior to others. This is fair, and there is nothing to say. If you want to kill or scratch, I will bear it alone."

"Minghou!" Yue Ji heard the words, turned her head to her sweetheart, her eyes turned red.

But Minghou didn't look at her, and closed his eyes directly.

"It's such a loving and righteous couple. It's a pity that I didn't intend to kill you two." Qi Lin interrupted their interaction.

Yue Ji cast a distrustful look.

"Killing you guys won't do me any good."

Qi Lin thought about how to deal with them, and slowly said: "Your martial arts are not as good as mine, your weapons are not as good as mine, and you wear so little clothes, you probably can't hide a few taels of silver."

"Killing you with a sharp sword, although it sounds very happy, but I didn't get anything in the end, I just wasted time and energy fighting."

Qi Lin counted them one by one with his fingers. In fact, in the final analysis, it was a collection addiction, and the two had a fatal weakness that could be manipulated.

Minghou and Yueji felt very uncomfortable.

Since becoming famous, they haven't experienced this kind of feeling of being manipulated as objects for a long time, but they have to bow their heads under the eaves, and they can only endure it.

"I will give you two ways, one is to be my bodyguard from now on; the other is to die here tonight."

As Qi Lin spoke, he raised two fingers and shook them back and forth in front of them.

"Why?" Of course Yueji didn't want to die, but she had to ask clearly, because some things were worse than death: "If you accept us as bodyguards, you won't be afraid that Minghou and I will stab you in the back one day?"

"Of course I'm not afraid!" Qi Lin said with a faint smile, "Because I can let this Marquis of Ming know what he wants to know most in this life."

"What did you say?" Marquis Ming burst out suddenly, his naked upper body was covered with protruding blood vessels, like horned dragons prowling.

"Calm down!" Qi Lin swung out all the remaining silver needles in his sleeves, cutting off the blood of Marquis Ming.

"Otherwise, even if you know the truth, you won't have the life to take revenge!"

Yueji looked at Minghou who had calmed down, slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep, and asked worriedly: "Do you really have a way to retrieve Minghou's lost memories?"

"I have been friends with Master Wangyou from Hanshui Temple. I once asked him about the mysteries of his mind, and it is easy to treat amnesia."

Qi Lin is not boasting about Haikou. Five years ago, he ran northward to Muliang City, passed by Hanshui Temple, and asked Master Wangyou for advice for a month.

"Master Wangyou, he has already passed away!" Yue Ji frowned, it made people feel strange to hear this.

"Painted away?"

Qi Lin was startled, thinking of the day when Master Wangyou passed away, it was also the time when that Xiao Se came out of the mountain again.

Thinking of Ji Ruofeng that Uncle Lei mentioned in his heart, a simple medical treatment seems to be not so common.

But soon, Qi Lin put these things to the back of his mind, clasped his hands together, and chanted "Amitabha!", mourning the passing away of Master Wangyou.

Even if you don't judge by Buddhist standards, Master Wangyou is a kind person rarely seen in the world, and an amiable elder.

"Since Master Wangyou is dead, there is only one Wuxin left in the world who can use the heart demon to bring back the memory of Marquis Ming. Why don't you go after him and kill me?"

"Do you know Wuxin?" Yueji was shocked when she originally planned to tell a stranger she had never met before.

"Master Wangyou and I are Wangnian friends, do you think I know Wuxin who was raised by him?"

Qi Lin shook his head, this girl looks pretty, why doesn't she seem to be very smart now.

Yueji thought for a while, then sighed: "It seems that we have only one way to bow to you!"

Qi Lin and Master Wangyou are close friends, and the relationship with Wuxin must not be wrong.

Even if she and Minghou can escape Qi Lin's control and gain freedom, as long as Qi Lin says a word, Wuxin will not make a move.

The world is so big, where should Minghou go to find his lost memories?

"You bowed your head, where is Minghou?"

"For the missing memory, Minghou is willing to do anything."

Yue Ji was right.

When Minghou woke up the next day, he heard that Qi Lin and Wu Xin didn't say a word about the relationship, but just knelt on the ground.

In front of Qi Lin.

In this way, Qi Lin had two extra guards who were eye-catching and capable of fighting.

However, due to the injuries of the two guards, the departure date was postponed for three days.

After their injuries were all healed, Qi Lin left the small post house in the northwest and continued southward.

　Whisper for support
　　
　
(End of this chapter)