Qingshan Ju Nanke

Chapter 32
Qingwu turned her head to look at Mudan, her aura was rising steadily, and under the circumstances that the right time, place and people were not in the right place, she actually defeated the monk every step of the way.

The winner of the last palm was decided, the monk flew upside down from the air, and was caught by another monk when he was about to land, but he still spat out a mouthful of old blood and was seriously injured.

Mudan didn't stop, her eyes fell on Qin Sheng, with Ling Ran's killing intent in her, she approached step by step: "Have you ever regretted it?"

Qin Sheng wanted to run, but he couldn't move his legs and feet, and his cheeks twitched: "What do you regret? I have never seen you, why do you just refuse to let me go?!"

"You can regret the evil you have done!"

Qin Sheng glanced at the monk next to him with a guilty conscience, and quibbled: "Sorceress! Stop talking nonsense! When have I ever done something bad! It's you, who has lost so many lives!"

Qin Sheng looked at the monk next to him: "Master, quickly! Take this witch, take this witch!"

Qin Sheng's voice was full of fear of death, and he yelled directly at the two monks, without the respect he had at the beginning.

Peony tilted her head and smiled calmly. Under such circumstances, she looked a little weird: "Remind me, Miss Li."

Qin Sheng looked at Mudan fiercely, pointed at her and said, "You!"

The sound stopped abruptly, he looked down at the arm that had penetrated his chest, looked up at the monk who wanted to attack Peony, and finally fell heavily on the ground.

He may not have thought that the monk did not choose to save him in the end, but chose to attack Peony from behind while she was killing him.

Peony looked at the beating heart in her hand and murmured, "It's not black, why?"

Then the monk's Zen stick came and hit Mudan heavily on the back. Mudan just stood there without moving, an invisible barrier erected around her body, blocking the blow for her.

But she still spit out a mouthful of blood, casually threw the heart aside, took out the handkerchief in her bosom, and wiped the blood on her hand carefully: "It's just a little dirty."

Mudan ignored the group of people staring at him, walked up to Qingwu and smiled lightly, "May I take you somewhere?"

Before Qingwu could reply, she turned around and walked out of the temple. The monk still wanted to make a move, but Qingwu waved his hand lightly, and the monk flew out backwards and fell to the ground lifeless.

For a moment, no one in the courtyard dared to act rashly.

Qingwu turned around and followed behind Mudan, her steps were a little fast, but still very steady, as if what she was going to do now was a very sacred thing.

So every step she took was very solemn. After walking for an unknown amount of time, her steps slowed down, leaving a trail of blood slowly on the ground.

The gorgeous clothes on her body could no longer cover the blood on her body, Qing Wu's pupils shrank slightly, and rushed up to hug her fallen body.

Her face was no longer as gorgeous as it used to be, it was covered with blood, and blood kept flowing from her mouth, eyes and ears.

She raised her hand and grabbed Qing Wu's sleeve, her voice was broken: "I can't walk through it myself, the next road, can you take me there?"

"I still want to take another look at her. It's not far away. I avenged her. She will definitely be very happy."

Peony's eyes were a little empty, she pointed her finger forward: "It's right there, it's almost there."

Her hand was a little weak, and it hung down when it was halfway up.

Qingwu held her hand tightly: "Okay! I'll take you to the rest of the route. You look up and don't go through it."

Peony nodded slightly, and more blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, dripping on the ground.

Qingwu picked her up and walked forward step by step, just like peony at the beginning, walking solemnly.

Slowly she saw an open space, where there was a tombstone, which belonged to Miss Li.

(End of this chapter)