Qiankun Fantasy Sword Record

Volume 4: Fantasy Sword Xiao Qiankun Chapter 104: It’s You

Xie Xiaomin clutched the sword tightly in her hand, but couldn't lift it. (!Win the phone bill)

"Uncle!" Xie Xiaomin shouted with tears in her eyes.

It was Feng Bushi who was killing the heroes in front of her.

Feng Bushigui is the junior disciple of the head of the Huashan Sect, so his martial arts skills are naturally not weak. Although the Huashan Sect has declined, the Huashan Sect's martial arts still has its merits. Furthermore, Feng Bushi has been trained as a dead soldier and has inspired himself

With his potential, his martial arts has reached a higher level.

Feng Bushi takes great care of every disciple in Huashan. He is free and easy-going, but does not put on airs and is extremely approachable. Although he has not accepted a single disciple, he is very good with every disciple in Huashan and often gives them advice.

Martial arts.

Especially for Xie Xiaomin, Feng Bushi took great care of her and taught her martial arts the best. During the painful period when she was almost insulted by the adulterer, Feng Bushi was there to guide and comfort her.

After Xie Xiaomin got drunk once, Feng Bushi finally understood why he was so kind to her. It turned out that Feng Bushi and her father fell in love with her dead mother at the same time. Later, her mother chose her father, and Feng Bushi

Chi was devastated and never married again and remained alone.

"Uncle Master!" Xie Xiaomin shouted sadly.

But now, the person she was closest to except her father no longer knew her. The Feng Bushi she knew was a hero with a clear distinction between love and hate, and a benevolent and righteous man.

"One leaf knows autumn" Lin Liqiu rushed to Huashan to explain. The Huashan disciples were furious, but Feng Bushi believed Lin Liqiu's words. Xie Xiaomin's father was not in Huashan at that time, and only Feng Bushi had the highest status and seniority. Therefore, although the Huashan disciples wanted to stay

He went down to Lin Liqiu, but Feng Bushi stopped him and let him go down the mountain.

Afterwards, Xie Xiaomin was angry with Feng Bushi. But Feng Bushi said to her: "You have to believe my uncle, Lin Liqiu's eyes are magnanimous and clear. Moreover, if it was really what he did, he would have to go to Huashan to defend himself.

What?"

Because of Pan Feihu and Lu Jiaming's preconceptions, Xie Xiaomin always thought that it was Lin Liqiu's doing. However, after Jing Feng's explanation, she felt that what he said was very reasonable. Lin Liqiu had always been there since he came to Huashan Mountain.

They are all magnanimous, and they don't look sideways. No matter how you look at them, they are all complete gentlemen.

From then on, Xie Xiaomin would always think of Lin Liqiu's magnanimous and clear eyes. The more she thought about it, the more guilty she felt. But the more guilty she felt, the clearer those magnanimous and clear eyes became.

This time when she came to Shaolin, Xie Xiaomin had to rely on her father to let her go down the mountain. In her heart, she really hoped to see Lin Liqiu again and say "I'm sorry" to him. (! Win the phone bill)

But as soon as he arrived at the Shaolin Temple, Xie Xiaomin was completely disappointed. Lin Liqiu was falsely accused of being a prostitute, so how could he show up in front of everyone in the world?

"...Uncle Master!" Xie Xiaomin looked at Feng Wushi who was approaching gradually, but couldn't lift his sword to resist. He could only let Feng Wushi's long sword stab at her with the breath of death.

"Death by Uncle Master's sword can be regarded as repaying a favor for my mother." Xie Xiaomin muttered in her heart, "It's just, just..." But she still had one regret, she couldn't face those magnanimous and clear eyes in person.

The owner of the eyes said "I'm sorry".

"I'm sorry!" Xie Xiaomin murmured. The growing sword with the aura of death seemed to disappear, and what appeared in front of her were those magnanimous and clear eyes.

Xie Xiaomin slowly closed his eyes, preparing to accept Feng Bushi's assassination.

"Qiang!"

The sound of swords clashing sounded right in front of Xie Xiaomin.

Xie Xiaomin couldn't help but open her blurred eyes.

Feng Wushi's long sword had been blocked by a silver sword. Feng Wushi was also shocked by the sword and was knocked back five or six steps. There was also a crack in the sword in his hand.

However, Xie Xiaomin's left shoulder was still stabbed by Feng Bushi's long sword. Feng Bushi's sword was originally intended to stab Xie Xiaomin's heart, but it was deflected by the silver sword and missed the target.

Previously, Xie Xiaomin wanted to die, so she didn't feel any pain in the left shoulder where she was hit by the sword. But now, she suddenly said "Ah" and touched her left shoulder with her right hand, and blood flowed from it. She staggered and could no longer stand still.

He will fall to the ground.

At this time, a strong and powerful hand held Xie Xiaomin's small waist.

"Girl, are you okay?" a man with a deep voice asked. He was the man who held a silver knife to block Xie Xiaomin's killer move from Feng Bushi.

"I, I'm fine." Xie Xiaomin couldn't help but feel shy when a grown man's hand hugged her slim waist. She really wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl in. But she knew she couldn't do this. No matter what, this man was saved.

What about your own life?

Therefore, Xie Xiaomin suppressed her shame and raised her pretty face to look at the owner of the big hand.

"It's you!" Xie Xiaomin originally wanted to say "thank you", but when he saw the person in front of him, he changed it to "it's you".

Her face was filled with excitement because she saw that person's eyes clearly!

A pair of magnanimous and clear eyes!

It was Lin Liqiu who knocked Feng Wushi's long sword away with his silver arc knife and then reached out to support Xie Xiaomin!

It turned out that when Lin Liqiu rushed out from the cliff and rushed to the back gate of the Shaolin Temple, it was not long after the third round of attacks by the Golden Wing Sect was launched. The dead soldiers in this attack all took off their face masks, causing confusion among the heroes who were determined to defend.

The cone formations at the four gates were all temporarily defeated, and many dead soldiers had already rushed into the Shaolin Temple.

The entire Shaolin Temple was filled with shouts and screams.

Lin Liqiu saw the chaos at the back door, but didn't know who to look for. He had to kill the dead soldiers all the way and rushed into the Shaolin Temple. Since he returned to the White Bear Family, with the strong help of the family, his martial arts has made rapid progress. He was able to defeat Tie Jian Dao first.

Man, and then he and Wen Ziji were both injured, which shows how powerful his martial arts is.

Finally seeing the figure of the Shaolin Temple monk at the main entrance, Lin Liqiu was overjoyed. He believed that Shaolin Abbot Benzhen Master must be there, so he flew away from the roof of the Main Hall.

Originally, Wen Zijun and others had been standing on the roof of the Main Hall, but because the dead men from the Golden Wing Gate rushed in, the whole temple was in chaos, and they had to take action to intercept the dead men who rushed inside.

Although the dead soldiers had taken off their masks, their black clothes were still very conspicuous.

From a distance, Lin Liqiu saw a dead soldier stabbing a woman in goose-yellow clothes with his sword. The woman seemed to be stunned, standing motionless and letting the dead soldier stab her with his long sword.

So, Lin Liqiu sprinted forward with a single step, and drew out his silver-arc sword at the same time. But he was still a step too late, and the dead soldier's long sword was knocked off, but still stabbed the woman's left shoulder.

Lin Liqiu was about to catch up and kill the dead soldier Ji Feng Bu Shi, but unexpectedly, the goose-yellow woman suddenly softened and was about to fall. He had to stop and stretched out his left hand to wrap his arms around her slim waist.

After hearing the words "It's you" from Xie Xiaomin, Lin Liqiu couldn't help but be stunned.

"Girl! Have we met before?" Lin Liqiu also felt that this woman looked familiar and couldn't help but ask.

At that time, Lin Liqiu rescued Xie Xiaomin from the hands of the masked prostitute, but before he could take a closer look at her face, Pan Feihu and the others mistook her for the prostitute. Later, when he went to Huashan to defend himself, he also did not squint.

Xie Xiaomin's face was only glanced at briefly.

Several years have passed, and he has almost forgotten Xie Xiaomin's face.

After hearing Lin Liqiu's words, Xie Xiaomin felt sour in her heart for no reason: "It turns out that he has forgotten me a long time ago! It's funny that I have always been thinking about him." But he smiled bitterly and said: "Don't you recognize me? I just...

"

But before Xie Xiaomin finished speaking, a dead soldier rushed forward and stabbed Xie Xiaomin when he saw him. This dead soldier was no longer Feng Bushi, and I don't know where Feng Bushi went to kill him.

Naturally, Lin Liqiu couldn't let this dead man stab Xie Xiaomin. He tightened his left hand around Xie Xiaomin's slim waist, and then pulled her back, so that his body was facing the dead man. Then, the silver-arc sword was raised.

The sword fell, and the dead soldier fell to the ground.

Xie Xiaomin's body was weak, almost leaning on Lin Liqiu's left arm. Feeling Lin Liqiu's strong and warm arms, Xie Xiaomin felt sad, happy, ashamed and guilty, with a complicated expression.

"What did the girl just say?" Lin Liqiu asked Xie Xiaomin after finishing the dead man.

But before Xie Xiaomin could speak, two more dead soldiers came over to kill him.

Lin Liqiu had no choice but to hug Xie Xiaomin, and the silver arc knife faced the two dead soldiers again.

The martial arts of these two dead warriors were much higher than the one just now. However, Lin Liqiu was holding a weak Xie Xiaomin with his left hand, and fought back sideways with only one hand, so the power was naturally much weaker.

If Lin Liqiu lets go and fights vigorously, he can knock down the two dead soldiers in front of him within thirty moves. But now that Xie Xiaomin is tied up by his side, it is equivalent to limiting half of his strength. In addition, one of the dead soldiers cannot

Instead of attacking him, he kept attacking Xie Xiaomin, which made Lin Liqiu even more embarrassed and embarrassed.

Helpless, Lin Liqiu shouted loudly and slashed at the dead soldier who attacked Xie Xiaomin with all his strength, but exposed his back to the dead soldier who attacked him.

Lin Liqiu's angry sword was so powerful that he cut off the dead soldier who attacked Xie Xiaomin with his sword and his body! However, his back was exposed, and he was finally stabbed diagonally by another dead soldier. At this time, Lin Liqiu

Qiu did not retreat, but struck out with his backhand, cutting off the dead soldier's right hand holding the sword at the same length as his arm.

The broken arm and the long sword lost their support and fell to the ground together. But the dead man turned a blind eye and did not realize that his arm was broken. He still danced his left hand towards Lin Liqiu.

Lin Liqiu endured the pain and swung his sword again, directly killing the dead soldier with a broken arm.

"You...you are injured!" Xie Xiaomin exclaimed.

"It's just this little injury, it's not a problem!" Lin Liqiu smiled, without any sign of pain, as if the sword was stabbing someone else's back. "By the way, who are you? Have we met before?

?”

"I...I am Xie Xiaomin from Huashan." Xie Xiaomin suddenly lowered his head, blushed, and said softly.