Chapter 1293 Master's Little Demon Girl (36)

Although the apprentice said that it ruined Lin Ziqing's appearance.

But everyone knew that it wasn't Lin Ziqing who made the first move to kill Bai Weiwei.

Xue Wuhen also said that it was an accident that caused Lin Ziqing's disfigurement.

After all, that poison was made by Xue Wuhen himself.

And also delivered an antidote.

And after Lin Ziqing's series of actions, at first glance, Bai Weiwei was about to die.

For a time, everyone's gaze towards Lin Ziqing was wrong.

Lin Ziqing was so frightened that she shivered. When she heard Xue Wuhen's words, she couldn't stand up and leaned on the chair.

Her father was Xue Wuhen's savior, and this matter weighed heavily.

everybody knows.

Even this is her bargaining chip to be able to approach Xue Wuhen recklessly.

But now, after this sword was stabbed, there was nothing left.

The blood in Xue Wuhen's chest flowed to the hem of the clothes, and the blood fell to the ground drop by drop.

With his pale face, he looked at Bai Weiwei, his face softened, "Why are you here, you don't have martial arts, will you kill me if you go out?"

The words are calm and soft.

But it is full of everything a man is most infatuated with.

Bai Weiwei stood blankly, seemingly unable to understand what she saw.

Her voice trembled, "Master..."

Xue Wuhen sighed, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury."

Bai Weiwei staggered forward two steps, stretched out her hand to cover his chest, her face suddenly became too pale.

Whiter than snow.

She couldn't breathe, "It's okay, so much blood, why so much blood."

The flamboyant and unbridled publicity that was deliberately provocative just now is gone.

Only genuine worry, wholehearted horror.

Xue Wuhen's eyes darkened a little, just when she was about to let her not worry.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, her face turned fierce, and she looked at Lin Ziqing full of hatred.

Without any hesitation, her hand was already on the sword at his waist.

Then she pulled it out suddenly, and the sword light whitened the hatred in her eyes.

"Lin Ziqing, I want you to die."

She was resolute in spite of everything, regardless of the fact that she had no martial arts skills, and she had an attitude of wanting to perish with Lin Ziqing.

Xue Wuhen was stunned for a few minutes, then missed the chance to grab the sword.

Bai Weiwei already held the sword and rushed towards Lin Ziqing.

The footwork is obviously unorganized, and the sword is also unsteady.

Lin Ziqing was still lost, she saw Bai Weiwei rushing over, she didn't think much, she was about to hit her with a palm.

If this is true, Bai Weiwei will be seriously injured and vomit blood.

And the next moment, Xue Wuhen sighed helplessly.

He was like lightning, appeared among them, and forced Lin Ziqing back palm to palm.

Another hand clasped Bai Weiwei's waist, grabbed her sword, put it back into the scabbard around his waist, and picked Bai Weiwei up.

A series of actions, lightning and thunder.

People with low martial arts can't see Xue Wuhen's movements clearly.

And Bai Weiwei was still like an irritated wild cat, struggling desperately and yelling at Lin Ziqing full of anger.

"Lin Ziqing, you bitch, if you dare to hurt my master, I want your life."

Harsh and poisonous words.

But he couldn't help but feel pity.

To grab a man, you see, both women are crazy.

Then everyone looked at Xue Wuhen with admiration.

This is the man. He is so popular that it makes people kneel.

Xue Wuhen coughed, "Weiwei, my wound is about to open."