Deadly Medical Concubine, Arrogant Second Miss

Chapter 627
"Wu Ming, who sent you to kill me?" Yin Wuyan stared at the killer in the hall with a pair of lacquered pupils.

"you do not need to know!"

Gong Ziqian sighed, "I said brother, aren't you asking nonsense? As a killer, it is the most basic morality to keep the employer's information confidential. Why do you ask such a low-level question?"

"Shut your mouth!" Yin Wuyan ordered again.

Young Master Qian pretended to be scared, "Okay, okay, okay, listen to you! I won't talk!" Young Master Qian sat back to his seat obediently.

"Come on!" Ling Yu raised the sword in his hand, ready to go.

"Have you thought about it, are you not afraid of death?" Wuming reminded.

"Is your name nameless?" Ling Yu answered irrelevantly. "Yes" Wuming nodded without denying it.

"Okay, I remember your name, then I, Ling Yu, will leave the words here today. Today, we, master and apprentice, will live and die! No one can interfere in our affairs!"

Said, Ling Yu first raised his sword and rushed to Wuming.

Wuming gently dodged Ling Yu's first attack with a side step. Seeing that the attack failed, Ling Yu attacked again. The second attack was far faster and more ruthless than the first one, but it still did not hurt Wuming. Every penny.

"I said, you're not my opponent, you'd better be obedient and grab it, or you can go now, I can let you go!"

"Hmph! Why do you always hide, don't take the initiative to attack, and always be on the defensive! Do you look down on me?"

Ling Yu seems to feel insulted by others, is he playing himself?

No!I must not admit defeat! l Ling Yu forced himself to calm down and deal with this battle with peace of mind. In time, it might be the last time he participated in the battle.

"If you insist on dying like this, I can fulfill you!"

Wuming raised his sword and pointed at Ling Yu, "You are talking about life and death!"

Ling Yu secretly exercised his whole body's strength, concentrating all his strength on the sword in his hand. He had to fight for the last time. The so-called trapped beast would still fight. Even if he was doomed to die, he would still fight to the death. Mother, for the dead family.

With a light twist of Ling Yu's wrist, the sword in his hand drew a circle in the air, and the night wind lifted the hair on his forehead.

"Handsome!" Gong Ziqian snapped his fingers and praised sincerely.Yin Wuyan's cold eyes turned to him, Young Master shrank his neck and covered his mouth, "I know, I know, shut up, shut up! No matter how handsome you are, you are not as handsome!"

Yin Wuyan withdrew his gaze, and his eyes fell on Ling Yu and Wuming again.

Ling Yu rushed forward with a stride, passing through the circle drawn just now, a mass of air surrounded him, increasing his aura a bit.

"Very! It's a small trick!" Wuming taunted with disdain, "It's really fantastic that a lifeless thing wants to defeat me with this trick!"

"You taught me this trick at the beginning, and I will give it back to you now! I, Ling Yu, only use this trick once in my life, and I will call you master again at the end. I will give it to me, whether it is good or bad. Give it back to you!"

Ling Yu flew towards Wuming with all his strength, the sword in his hand moved mountains and seas, and the billowing air flow rushed towards Wuming like huge waves.

Gong Ziqian lamented silently in his heart, he really didn't want to order another way of fighting, but it was of no use, it was like moths to the fire, and an egg to a stone, although courage is commendable.

"Sure enough, as Young Master Qian expected, Ling Yu failed, and Wu Ming just waved his sword lightly, and easily resolved his so-called fatal blow.

"Pfft" A mouthful of blood spewed out, Ling Yu fell to the ground, clutching his wound in pain, he shot too fast, Ling Yu could not see his intention and movement safely.It's too scary, worthy of being called a ghost killer.

Yin Wuyan stood up from the chair with a "bass".

"Your Majesty, just fulfill your subordinate's wish, and let this subordinate settle your grievances first." Ling Yu lay on the ground, begging.

"That's right, brother, you won't let me move, and you can't move!" Gong Ziqian kindly reminded Yin Wuyan, but Yin Wuyan didn't look at him, and simply dismissed him, Gong Ziqian smiled awkwardly, and lowered his head He nodded, took a sip of the cup of tea on the seat.

"How? If you regret it, I can let you go, don't be brave here, you are a meaningless sacrifice! Back then I taught you Kung Fu to save your life, not to send you to die!" In the nameless words He seemed to be concerned about Ling Yu, but his tone was still cold and silent.

Not only Ling Yu, but Yin Wuyan and Gong Ziqian who were present couldn't figure out whether Wuming really cared about his apprentice.

Young Master Qian secretly glanced at Yin Wuyan, trying to figure out what was going on in Wuyan's mind, but Yin Wuyan's face was as frosty as usual, without any waves.

Are all handsome guys like this?Every day with a cold face!Gong Ziqian thought to himself, isn't it tiring to live like this?Living in the cold all day long, or living in hatred, but when he thinks about himself, he can't help laughing at himself, isn't he such a person?He even wanted to laugh at others.What an irony!
Ling Yu stood up from the ground, like a soldier who regards death as home, he stood up from the ground, straightened his waist, wiped the blood from his lips, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "So what if you die, haven't you been killed yet?" , you should have killed me a few years ago, but it’s not too late to kill me today.”

"Ling Yu, you die like this, it's worthless, you know?" Wuming gave him an indifferent look.

"Stop talking nonsense, just come here if you want to fight, I don't need anyone's sympathy." Ling Yu felt that Wuming didn't kill him all the time, was he insulting himself, using him as a training target?
"Poor? I never knew what pity and sympathy are?" The corners of Wuming's mouth curled into a funny arc.

"Don't you have any feelings? To Ling Yu!" Yin Wuyan asked.He really wanted to rush to the killer in front of him and teach him a lesson, but Ling Yu was standing in the way, so he had to endure it.Normally, he would not allow anyone to run wild in his own territory.

Like a zombie, Wuming mechanically turned his head and looked at Yin Wuyan. Instead of answering Yin Wuyan's question, he said, "I'll deal with him first, and then I'll deal with you!"

"I welcome you!"

Before Yin Wuyan's words fell, Wuming secretly exercised the power around his body, and the surrounding air was twisted into a ball due to his operation. "Huh" He swung his sword, carving a sword of a coiling dragon, so sharp that it could break hair with a blow.

The sword, like a beast rushing towards Ling Yu, Ling Yu seemed to have entered the dream just now, he was chased by a monster, and a voice was always urging him, "Run! Run!"

He didn't know who was helping him. He had had that dream all his life, but he still couldn't guess who was that person in the dream?Friend or foe?He doesn't know.

But, not this time, this is in reality, a sharp sword is very much like the monster in the dream, running towards him with its bloody mouth open.

Slowly swallowed by it, wasted by it.

With a "bang bang", Ling Yu fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

"Why don't you run! Why don't you run, just like I taught you, run!" A familiar voice came into his ears, and Ling Yu tried hard to open his tired eyes, trying to see the source of the sound clearly, but , He couldn't see anything, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, everything was white.

He remembered the last words Master said to him when he was leaving, "If you encounter any danger, run, run, you know? Life-saving is more important than anything else!"

Ling Yu struggled to raise his hand, wanted to grab something in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried, his hand just didn't listen to him, and stayed motionless. He wanted to move his feet, but he couldn't.

He finally understood why the self in the dream could not move even when the monster opened its mouth wide and pounced on him.

It turned out that the self in the dream had died from the very beginning!

(End of this chapter)