Battling Records of the Chosen One

Chapter 220

It was too late to dodge. At the most dangerous moment, CanXue chose to save herself. She 'handed' her hands wrong and protected her head and chest- 79xs-

Bang!

Just after he had finished this action, a silent spirit arrow hit him, directly pierced the "hole" in his left arm, and broke a blood hole in the heart of the "chest" cavity defended by his left arm.

The blood burst out and CanXue gave a dull hum. Her figure stumbled to the ground. A sharp pain surged all over her body. It was dark in front of her and she almost fainted.

CanXue gasped fiercely. When she realized that the spirit arrow was only an inch away, it would run through her heart. She couldn't help being cold and sweating like pulp.

If I hadn't protected my heart with my left arm just now

CanXue's face was pale, and his whole body could not help shivering because of severe pain. He dared not think any more. He quickly swallowed several kinds of injury "drugs" to control his injury. He was secretly relieved, endured the severe pain of his whole body and struggled to get up.

He was glad that his opponent didn't make up another arrow, otherwise he would have died at this moment.

However, when CanXue looked around again, she could not find her opponent. Obviously, the other party had taken the opportunity to escape.

CanXue can't tell whether she should be happy or angry. Standing alone in the rainstorm, God's "color" can't tell the complexity.

This is what he has done in carrying out his mission over the years. "

With these words, he immediately fainted as soon as his eyes closed.

Xuejin trembled in her heart and hurriedly came forward to hold Lintian's body. After a little investigation, her "color" could not help changing slightly.

Under his perception, Lintian was almost on the edge of the oil and the lamp was dry, and the injury in his chest was quite serious. He really couldn't imagine what kind of strength Lintian had to rely on to persist until now.

Looking at Lintian's pale and slightly handsome face and the hard radian outlined by the tightly closed 'lips', Xuejin was silent for a moment, and a complex' color 'appeared in his eyes. Finally, he sighed: "just, I'll do you another favor, reads

With that, he took Lintian's stride and disappeared into the vast rainy night.

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I don't know when, the Rainstorm over Yanxia city stopped, and a dense and bright stars appeared on the dark night, especially bright, clean and quiet.

The Biguang Pavilion is in a beautiful courtyard.

Qi Xiaokong sits in a pavilion in the courtyard and drinks himself comfortably. Whenever late at night, he likes to drink alone.

Qi Xiaokong is not only the leader of Biguang Pavilion, but also the leader of the Qi clan. He has a high position, power and prestige. He is a first-class big man in Yanxia city.

"How's it going tonight?"

Suddenly, Qi Xiaokong remembered something and asked aloud.

On one side of the pavilion, an old servant stood respectfully. When he heard the speech, he was stunned. Then he smiled and said, "master, you don't have to worry about such a small matter. This time, more than ten forces went out together. It must be that a young man from the cold 'door' had already been killed."

Qi Xiaokong smiled and said, "although things are small, the quality of 'sex' is different. I just hope they do clean hands and feet and don't spread them, so as not to damage our reputation."

The old servant smiled and echoed, "this is nature."

Qi Xiaokong gave a sound and ignored the matter. For a big man like him, killing a cold "door" child is really a trivial matter that is not worth drying out.

At this time, a sudden flustered sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard, which made Qi Xiaokong frown: "go and see what happened."

The old servant next to him hurriedly took the order. Not long after, he returned, but there was a black post in his hand.

The paper of this post is extremely special. It looks like "jade" rather than "jade". The whole body is dark, like the purest night "color", and the surface is branded with an obsidian "flower" pattern of "essence" and secluded cooling.

"Master, this is a post sent by someone just now, indicating that it should be 'handed over' to you." The old servant handed the post with a suspicious look on his face.

Qi Xiaokong glanced casually. When he saw the Obsidian 'flower' pattern on the post, his eyes suddenly narrowed and his whole body stiffened imperceptibly.

He grabbed the post, turned his hand and opened it. There was a line on it: "tonight's business is over."

In a simple sentence, there was no threat or even any deterrent force, but Qi Xiaokong's eyes stared at this sentence. The original dignified and graceful face "color" was now extremely dignified.

This sentence is indeed very simple, but when it appears on this black 'color' post branded with Obsidian 'flower', it brings an indisputable smell of command!

This smell reminded Qi Xiaokong of many rumors. His heart trembled at this moment, and his face "color" changed.

Obsidian post!

Qi Xiaokong did not expect that he would receive such a post one day, which made it difficult for him to calm down;.

The old servant standing next to him was a little suspicious. He was acutely aware that Qi Xiaokong's God "color" was wrong, and he couldn't help worrying. Is there any terrible origin of this mysterious black "color" post?

You know, the owner of his family is the most important person in Yanxia city. He can be called powerful. But at this moment, he seems to be extremely afraid of such a post. It's incredible!

For a long time, Qi Xiaokong took a deep breath, slowly put down the Obsidian post in his hand, and murmured, "who said that boy came from the cold 'door'? Who said it!"

At the end of the sound, there was a smell of anger and roar, and Qi Xiaokong's face became so ugly that the old servant next to him trembled and almost crawled to the ground.

"Father, tonight's operation failed!"

At this time, a figure suddenly pushed open the big "door" of the courtyard and rushed in. There was a smell of anger in his voice.

The man was in the sky. He came to the pavilion in three or two steps and said anxiously, "father, Lintian is still alive. We must take action. We must not let him live, or we will lose our face in the future!"

Qi Xiaokong suddenly looked up, his eyes bright and terrible, Wan

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Like a beast, he could not help but roar in his heart. He got up and slapped Qi Yunxiao on the face, causing the other party to spit blood from his mouth and nose, and directly screamed and flew out.

"Bastard! If that boy dies tonight, you won't want to live!"

Qi Xiaokong roared.

Qi Yunxiao was completely stunned. He looked at his father in disbelief. He didn't know why he was so angry.

The old servant hurriedly comforted and said, "master, young master Yunxiao was also 'covered' in the drum. If he had known that the situation was serious, he would not have been so reckless."

Qi Xiaokong also knew that he was not fit to lose his temper at this time. He took a few deep breaths, restrained his anger, and gritted his teeth and said: "from now on, I am not allowed to find Lintian any more trouble. If I know who dares to do so, I will (end of this chapter)

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