The evil king chased his wife 99 times: lady, wait for me

Chapter 124 I'm Actually a Patient

Her heart skipped a beat, and Zhou Bingqian's eyes widened in disbelief: If that's the case, the enemy is too powerful!

Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to caress his face: he had been hurt there by Master Fengmanlou's Silver Dragon Whip, and the pain of the chronic poison eroding the skin still remained in his heart.

"That's right. What, is it unexpected?" Feng Youruo asked in a cold voice.

Zhou Bingqian took a deep breath and stared at her whip: "What does Fengmanlou have to do with you?"

"What is the wind all over the building?" Feng Youruo pretended not to know.

"A newly rising organization in the Jianghu, the host's weapon is a long whip, which is exactly the same as the one in your hand!" Zhou Bingqian reminded, "Feng Youruo, is Feng Manlou your masterpiece?"

Feng Youruo looked down at the Silver Dragon Whip, did this whip reveal her identity?

"So what if it is? So what if it's not? Hehe..." Feng Youruo laughed, "Don't you think Fengmanlou is more like Yan Feiyi's masterpiece?"

Zhou Bingqian's face changed drastically, and she shouted: "Impossible, Yan Feiyi is dead!"

"It's hard to say, what if she crawls back from hell to seek revenge on you?" Feng Youruo sneered, seeing Zhou Bingqian's face turn paler as he wished.

Zhou Bingqian only felt a chill rushing up from the bottom of her feet.Feeling that her mind was shaken, Liu Yue reminded: "Master, don't listen to her nonsense, she is deliberately delaying time!"

"Yes!" Zhou Bingqian nodded vigorously when she heard the words, and the long sword in her hand pulled up a few sword flowers out of thin air, and they disappeared like meteors under the hazy moonlight, "No matter who you are, I will kill you today! "

"That depends on whether you have the ability!" Feng Youruo sneered, waving a long whip to fight.

"All together!" Zhou Bingqian yelled, and led his disciples to surround Feng Youruo and attack.

Ling Yuan leaned on one side with his arms folded and watched the battle, tsk-tsk: "Don't be ashamed, there are so many people fighting one."

"Shut up!" Zhou Bingqian gave him a gouged look. She had only suffered from the silver dragon whip last time, and this time she would not fight alone again.As long as you can kill the enemy, you don't mind being shameless.Looking at the seemingly weak Lingyuan, an evil thought floated up.

Zhou Bingqian suddenly abandoned Feng Youruo and turned to Lingyuan.

"Lingyuan, be careful!"

Feng Youruo yelled, but it was too late, Zhou Bingqian's sword had already reached Lingyuan's delicate neck, without any effort at all.

"Zhou Bingqian, you are despicable!" Feng Youruo spat and scolded.

"Despicable? Each other!" Zhou Bingqian hummed, "Feng Youruo, kill yourself, or I will kill your sweetheart!"

"Ruo'er, leave me alone!" Ling Yuan shouted, but his voice sounded weak.

Feng Youruo's face turned black, and told him not to practice martial arts, told him not to bring followers... Wait, where is Lan Lingfeng?She looked around.

As if to cooperate with her, Lan Lengfeng appeared out of nowhere: "Madam, why is the Pavilion Master held hostage?"

Feng Youruo: "..."

If he had appeared earlier, this would not have happened!

"Feng Youruo, are you reluctant to die? Still not loving enough?" Zhou Bingqian asked.

"I……"

"She doesn't love me, it's useless if you catch me." Lingyuan spoke first.

Zhou Bingqian didn't believe it at all, and said: "Really? Don't you love it? That's okay, the palace has been reduced to what it is today, and you can't get rid of it if you build the Accord! If you can't kill Fengyou, it's the same if you kill you!"

Seeing the cold blade approaching his white neck, Feng Youruo's heart hung up: "Zhou Bingqian, what kind of skill is bullying a person who doesn't know martial arts? If you have the ability, come at me!"

"Okay! Put down your weapons and cut off your arms, I will spare you all!" Zhou Bingqian said.

What she taboos the most is the silver dragon whip in Feng Youruo's hand, if she loses her arms, Feng Youruo won't be able to control the whip!
"If you don't want it!"

"you shut up!"

Zhou Bingqian drank angrily, the blade finally tore through the skin, and a trace of dark red blood dripped out.

Feng Youruo looked at Lan Lingfeng, and Lan Lingfeng was also looking at her, seemingly helpless.

Forget it, rely on yourself!
Feng Youruo gritted her teeth and threw the whip to the ground: "Let him go, I'll go with you!"

Lingyuan's eyes changed slightly: "Ruo'er, don't..."

"It's better to practice martial arts in the future, at least practice lightness kung fu to escape your life!" Feng Youruo explained helplessly.

Zhou Bingqian said, "You haven't broken your arms yet!"

"No, Ruo'er! If you become disabled, I won't want you!" Ling Yuan said loudly, his beautiful eyebrows were frowned, as if it was because of the pain in his neck.

Feng Youruo was stunned, and said: "Zhou Bingqian, did you hear that? If I cut off my arms for him, I might as well just watch him die now!"

Zhou Bingqian didn't expect Lingyuan to say this, weighed the situation and said: "Liuyue, take her away!"

"Yes!"

Just as Liu Yue was about to step forward, Zhou Bingqian suddenly screamed again: "Ah!"

The sharp blade on Lingyuan's neck was being corroded rapidly. Although it was visible to the naked eye, the corrosion rate was too fast. In a blink of an eye, there was only one hilt left in his hand, and the hilt also disappeared.

"Oh no, it's poisonous!" Feng Youruo's face changed drastically, "You actually put poison on the knife!"

She let out a low growl and wanted to rush forward like crazy, but was held tightly by Lan Lengfeng: "Ma'am, don't be impulsive!"

At the same time, Zhou Bingqian screamed "Ah" and threw the hilt away.

The hilt of the sword fell to the ground with a "bang", and quickly disappeared, leaving not even a trace of ash.

"This..." Zhou Bingqian raised her eyes in shock.

Ling Yuan gave her a friendly smile, and tilted his neck so that she could see his neck clearly.

His neck was as clean as ever, with no scars at all.

"How could this be?" Zhou Bingqian was so overwhelmed by this weird situation that she couldn't think.Others in the distance couldn't see her, couldn't feel her shock, and just looked at her blankly.

Lan Lingfeng made a move suddenly, and slapped Zhou Bingqian's chest heavily, and Zhou Bingqian was directly blown away, thrown out of the yard like a parabola.

Liu Yue and the others were dumbfounded, and after realizing it, they hurriedly chased after their master.

Feng Youruo rushed over and grabbed Lingyuan tightly, dragging him out nervously: "Are you poisoned? Come on, I'll take you to the doctor!"

Uh... Lingyuan glanced at Lan Lingfeng, and Lan Lingfeng said: "Madam, master, he is fine."

"Zhou Bingqian's knife must be weird, and it becomes highly poisonous when it mixes with your blood..." Feng Youruo was so anxious that tears fell.

"It's my blood that's poisonous."

Lingyuan smiled, and Shi Shiran spoke.

"Ah?" Feng Youruo was dumbfounded.

"Actually, I am a patient. The poison in my body can corrode all weapons." Lingyuan coughed as he spoke, "Ahem..."

Feng Youruo's heart that had just stabilized for a while became flustered again: "What poison? Who injected it? Is there a solution?"

(End of this chapter)