The more the fairy suffers, the greater my cultivation will be

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"What a joke! Do you think I'm blind? It was you who attacked us with coercion first! I don't want to embarrass you any more. Now you apologize to me and Senior Sister Lin, and we'll write off our accounts!" Qin Shou said sharply and with every word he said.

Lin Yu, who had been in Xianyun Sect for five or six hundred years, naturally couldn't apologize to a junior!

At the same time, he also doubted what Qin Shou said. How could Song Zhixue give the leader token that could manipulate the sect's formation to a disciple like Qin Shou who was in the foundation-building period?

Even if Qin Shou was Song Zhixue's disciple, this was really too outrageous!

Qin Shou shouted again: "You old bastard! Hurry up and admit your mistakes to me and Senior Sister Lin!"

Lin Yu was furious. He was a Yuanying stage cultivator, but he had to salute a foundation-building stage disciple. Where could he put his face?

Suddenly, a strong killing intent surged in his heart.

Qin Shou, you forced me to do it. I'll just kill you first and report later!

Lin Yu straightened his body, and then slandered viciously: "Qin Shou, you dare to steal the master's order. According to the rules of the sect, I can kill you now!"

As soon as the words came out, Lin Yu's entire right arm turned green in an instant. With a "swoosh", his arm turned into a wooden dragon, opening its ferocious mouth and rushing towards Qin Shou.

"Be careful!"

Lin Xiaoyu exclaimed, then opened her arms and hugged Qin Shou's neck tightly, her delicate body pressed tightly against his chest, trying to use her thin body to block the attack of the wooden dragon for Qin Shou.

"Senior Sister Lin, let go quickly, don't worry about me!!"

Qin Shou was anxious, he knew very well that with Lin Xiaoyu's Jindan stage cultivation, how could she withstand the full force of Lin Yu, a Yuanying stage cultivator!

But he was different, Song Zhixue had stored a force in his body, even Lei Potian couldn't hurt him.

He quickly hugged Lin Xiaoyu's thin waist with both hands, lifted it up, and then turned around and exchanged positions with her.

"Junior Brother Qin, don't!" Lin Xiaoyu was anxious and wanted to switch back, but it was too late.

The wooden dragon hit Qin Shou's back hard.

"Hahaha! Die!"

Lin Yu laughed wildly, his face no longer had the previous respectable look, replaced by ferocity and madness, his eyes full of madness.

He has always been pretending to be a good person, but in fact he has always missed the killing and treasure-grabbing when he was young.

Unfortunately, as time went by, he became more and more afraid of death, and this killing heart was buried deep in his heart for many years.

Today, it was finally completely aroused.

However, the scene that happened next shocked him completely.

He found that the wooden dragon transformed by his right arm seemed to have bitten a layer of hard objects!

Such a hard object, in theory, should not appear on Qin Shou, a foundation-building cultivator!

In a moment, a burst of frost quickly covered the wooden dragon transformed by his right arm.

Afterwards, there were only a few crisp "crackling" sounds, and the wooden dragon transformed into an ice sculpture instantly broke into countless ice chips.

"Ah! My hand!"

Lin Yu screamed in pain, his entire right arm was shattered into pieces, and the broken arm showed a purple-black frostbite.

The disciples of Lin Mufeng who were watching the battle were all shocked and exclaimed: "Oh my God, Qin Shou actually broke Elder Lin Yu's hand!"

"Am I dazzled? The foundation-building stage actually beat the Yuanying stage?"

"Too outrageous!"

Perhaps other disciples did not understand what happened, but Lin Yu knew very well that it was Song Zhixue's power that just broke his arm!

Qin Shou actually stored a part of Song Zhixue's ice soul power in his body!

What's going on?

Why can a disciple of the foundation-building stage get such care from Song Zhixue?

At the same time, Song Zhixue, who was checking the account book in a loft full of jade slips, realized that the power hidden in Qin Shou's body was activated.

Then, her face suddenly changed, turned into a wisp of wind and snow, and quickly left the loft.

"Brother Qin, are you okay?"

Lin Xiaoyu still leaned tightly in Qin Shou's arms, her hands constantly groping Qin Shou's back.

"I'm fine!" Qin Shou's face flushed, smelling the fragrance of Lin Xiaoyu's body, the desire in his heart continued to rise.

"I'm glad you're okay, was it the fairy who saved us just now?"

Lin Xiaoyu felt the familiar fairy breath burst out from Qin Shou's body

Come out.

"I guess so! The fairy left me a talisman."

Qin Shou briefly explained. After all, it was not easy to tell Lin Xiaoyu directly that the fairy kept the power in her body by kissing.

After confirming that Qin Shou was safe and sound, Lin Xiaoyu suddenly came back to her senses and found that she was hugging Qin Shou tightly.

She quickly stepped back and broke free from Qin Shou's arms, and her face was suddenly covered with red clouds.

At the same time, a wisp of wind and snow floated in and turned into the figure of Song Zhixue.

Her appearance made the surroundings that were still in heated discussion suddenly silent.

Even Lin Yu, who was wailing, stopped shouting and looked at Song Zhixue who appeared in panic.