Painting of the Nine Immortals

Chapter 1556 Fragile Qin Bing

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In the basement, the golden armor stands majestically, like a god of war descending to the earth, with awe-inspiring power and contempt for the Eight Wildernesses.

On its arms and chest, there is a magic mark on each, the left arm is a fist, the right arm is a flower, and the chest is a cloud.

It is the three immortal supernatural powers of calming chaos and calming immortal fist, flower of the avenue, and one gasification and three cleanliness.

If the previous golden armor was only the best, then the current golden armor is definitely second only to the sacred armor. Even the golden armor that looks at the entire Cangmingxing can afford the word "strongest"!

First, Ling Xian polished all the parts to the pinnacle, and the battle armor itself is proud of all the golden battle armors. The second is the inscribed magical power, which is the supreme and invincible method!

Together these two are undoubtedly the strongest!

"Consummation, having these three magical powers is enough to make me look down on the same level, the same level in the eighth realm."

The corners of Ling Xian's mouth raised, revealing a happy smile.

With this armor, not to mention the world can go, at least enough to be proud of the world. Unless it is the ninth realm, no one can do anything to him.

"The golden armor is in hand, it's time to go back."

Thinking of the appearance of the nine giants in the town of magic, Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, both cold and playful.

It was cold because in the past, the nine giants used their strength to intimidate him, and it was interesting because he was in golden armor and possessed a strength that surpassed those of the nine giants.

Therefore, he really wanted to see how wonderful the expressions on the faces of the nine people would be when he killed them back.

"Wait, soon, I will kill you back."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, then waved his sleeves and pocketed the golden armor.

After that, he left the basement and came to the living room.

As soon as he got to the living room, he saw Qin Bing lying drunk on the sofa, blushing pretty and charming all beings.

She is wearing a tulle, her body like jade is looming, like a ripe peach, exuding a charming charm. Coupled with seven points of drunkenness, it is really intriguing and charming.

Rao is due to Ling Xian's temperament, and his breathing is also a little short.

However, he was not an ordinary person after all, and he quickly regained his composure.

"Are you planning to get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows?" Ling Xian frowned and sucked the wine glass into his hand.

This made Qin Bing startled, and looked at Ling Xian in a daze, her beautiful eyes lit up, but soon it dimmed.

She laughed miserably and said, "Can you manage my affairs?"

"You are my maid, you say, do I have the right to take care of you?"

Ling Xian frowned, knowing that Qin Bing must have encountered something, otherwise, he would not want to get himself drunk.

"The maid?" Qin Bing smiled sadly, his eyes like autumn water getting darker.

After that, she ignored Ling Xian, picked up the bottle of wine and pointed it at Zhu Li, as if she was drunk.

Seeing this, Ling Xian waved his hand, and the wine bottle left Qin Bing's hand and fell to the ground in the distance.

This time, Qin Bing was angry.

She stood up abruptly, pointed at Ling Xian and said, "What do you want to do? What do you want to do? Why are you bullying me?"

As she spoke, she walked towards Ling Xian step by step, the more she spoke, the more excited she became, and the more she spoke, the more angry she became.

The words she said were disorganized, but anyone could hear the grievances in her words.

This made Ling Xian feel a little distressed, and said, "What happened?"

"What's the matter? What can I do if I say it, you can't help me." Qin Bing smiled miserably, got drunk, and fell on his back.

Fortunately, Ling Xian appeared behind her in a hurry, and fell on the sofa while hugging her.

"What the hell happened..."

With the beautiful woman in her arms, Ling Xian has no distracting thoughts, some are just distressed.

He still knew Qin Bing well, and knew that she was a strong woman. If she hadn't encountered a difficult problem that she couldn't solve, she would never have been able to relieve her sorrows in a drunken way.

"Could it be the Qin family?"

Thinking of Qin Tianyun who had attacked Qin Bing, Ling Xian narrowed her eyes, then closed her eyes and stopped thinking.

It's useless for him to guess.

Only when Qin Bing wakes up can he find out what happened.

Therefore, Ling Xian hugged Qin Bing who was sleeping and closed his eyes to rest.

Time passed bit by bit, and in the early morning of the next day, he opened his star eyes and looked at Qin Bing in his arms, showing a bit of a smile.

Just because she was pretending to be asleep.

Ling Xian didn't even bother about this, since she wanted to rely on her for a while, then let her be.

However, Qin Bing did not open his eyes until noon.

This made Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, and said, "You've been relying on me for a day and a night, how long do you want to pretend to be asleep?"

Hearing this, Qin Bingqiao blushed, but instead of getting up, she turned over and buried her head in Ling Xian's chest.

A pair of lotus-shaped arms were also tightly wrapped around Ling Xian's waist.

"Let me lean on for a while, just for a while..."

It seems like a pleading, like a self-talk, Qin Bing at this moment is not the shining pearl of the Qin family, nor the high-ranking president of Xuanhuang University, she is just a little woman who longs to rely on.

"You, go to sleep, sleep a little longer."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, if it were normal, he would not be able to agree, but at this moment, he couldn't bear to refuse.

"Reluctantly, the men who want to be leaned on by me can line up from the north of the imperial capital to the south of the city."

Qin Bing muttered, but did not leave, still leaning against Ling Xian's chest.

"Tell me, what happened?" Ling Xian stroked Qin Bing's hair.

"You really want to know?" Qin Bing said silently.

"I not only want to know, but also want to help you solve it." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"As soon as I was born, I was designated as the heir of the Qin family, that is, the next patriarch, because my lineage is the orthodox of the Qin family."

"But when I was fifteen years old, my father died, and the second uncle took the throne and became the new patriarch."

"He wanted his son to be the heir, so he persecuted me in every possible way."

"Fortunately, my grandfather is still alive. He blocked the gun for me and kept my heir."

"However, just a year ago, the old man died."

Speaking of this, Qin Bing showed hatred and said, "It was said to be sitting down, but in fact, they were secretly murdered by those people."

"Murder?" Ling Xian's eyes narrowed, and a cold light burst out.

The only protective umbrella has fallen. It is not difficult to imagine how much grievance Qin Bing has suffered this year. In other words, since she was fifteen years old, she has been living a life of anxiety.

This made Ling Xian feel distressed, and it also made him want to kill.

"I don't care about the identity of the heirs, but they can't hurt my grandfather. I must avenge this revenge!" Qin Bingyu clenched her hand tightly, but soon she was weakly released.

Not to mention that she only has the cultivation base of the fifth realm, even if it is the eighth realm, she is unable to take revenge.

"Don't worry, this revenge, I will help you avenge it."

Ling Xian's expression turned cold, and she said, "Bullying on my maid's head makes me impatient!"

Hearing this, Qin Bing held his hands even tighter and said, "Don't go, you can't fight the Qin family."

"I know the Qin family is a behemoth, but don't worry, I'm sure."

Ling Xian's expression was icy cold. If it was before, he really did not have the qualifications to challenge the Qin family. But at this moment, he has the strongest golden armor of the same rank and invincible.

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