A life of clearness

Chapter 25 Please forgive me
Rong Qing knocked only three times before stopping. The gap in her eyes was no longer complete.

Relying on the warning power of this restriction to hurt him, I can only do this much. Rong Qing sighed.

Looking far away, I saw a black dot approaching rapidly.

The figure became more and more obvious, and murderous.

The vision of a Qi Refining Stage person is far superior to that of an ordinary person. As soon as their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly.

Even if Cheng Ke was injured, it was only slightly, while Rong Qing looked much more miserable.

The exposed skin was either covered in dried blood or sweat stains. The wind blew through her, and her tall and slender figure was outlined by her dark brown robe.

His face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright, which made Cheng Ke suddenly alert.

This sense of vigilance had just emerged, but was quickly covered up by his anger.

Cheng Ke looked at Rong Qing with contempt, "Sir, you knowingly committed the crime. I think you should be severely punished to serve as a warning to others!"

After saying this, he waited calmly for Rong Qing to kowtow to him and beg for mercy.

He waited to see her burst into tears, and then cruelly told her that no matter how much she begged for mercy, he would still take her life.

But unexpectedly, Rong Qing suddenly laughed.

"You really are a ten-year-old brat." She deliberately mocked, "You hate me so much, have you been beaten by the teacher before?"

The sarcastic look hit Cheng Ke right in the heart.

"you!"

"What are you looking at?" Rong Qing curled her lips and leaned forward slightly, "Are you glaring at me to show that you have big eyes, or to show that you are right? Do you deserve it?"

The smiling face that came closer was full of malice. It was like a spark that burned away all of Cheng Ke's rationality.

What does a mere ant need to be wary of? !

The little hand quickly made a seal. The spirit sword on Cheng Ke's waist trembled slightly, eager to respond to the master's call.

Such a close distance, enough to chop off her head.

There was murderous intent in Cheng Ke's slightly round eyes.

A mortal is dead once he dies, even if he is still a little useful now. Would the elders in the sect still dislike him for this?

For Rong Qing, such a close distance is enough!
She twisted a piece of light green talisman paper between her right fingertips and lightly tapped it on Cheng Ke's forehead.

As the talisman paper was affixed unexpectedly, the black lines on the talisman penetrated into Cheng Ke's skin, leaving only a blank piece of talisman paper.

However, the effect has already taken effect.

The spiritual energy that was originally surging in his thirteen main meridians suddenly stagnated. The most violent reaction was in the Yi Ze main meridian corresponding to his single spiritual root of fire. The main meridian that originally coordinated with the circulation of spiritual energy was passively contracted due to this change.

Cheng Ke only felt a surge of blood and energy in his body, but he could not care about this strange situation now. His eyes were fixed on the flying knife that had lost the attraction of his spiritual energy.

At this speed, if I couldn't chop off her head completely, I would at least cut off half of her neck.

But his hope was doomed to be in vain.

The spirit sword was less than a finger's length from her neck, and it seemed to be stuck in the mud, its speed suddenly slowed down. Several cracks visible to the naked eye covered the blade.

The next moment, it was gently shaken away and fell to the ground. The spiritual light disappeared and it became no different from ordinary iron.

Rong Qing would not wait for him to recover from his shock. In fact, she started the next step as soon as she put the meridian sealing talisman.

Two streams of black smoke seemed to burst out from her sleeves. In just a blink of an eye, they brushed past Cheng Ke's shoulders and returned immediately.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Cheng Ke frowned and wailed in pain. He had never experienced such severe pain before.

Both arms fell to the ground, and the left and right hands were still in the gesture of making hand gestures.

"I told you that you are young, but you are still not happy." Rong Qing mocked without any hesitation, "You have only learned one move, and you dare to get so close to others during a fight."

Rong Qing was not afraid that Cheng Ke had another trick up his sleeve. To be able to endure such severe pain and wait for an opportunity to counterattack, one must at least be a foundation-building cultivator.

The pain tests not only the monk's body, but also the strength of his soul.

The battle ended extremely quickly, but it was a deliberate plan. Coupled with Rong Qing's additional tricks, this result was only natural.

Raising her hand and grabbing the bun on Cheng Ke's head, Rong Qing dragged his body to the door.

Cheng Ke was already in a semi-conscious state, and he let her drag him around. Rong Qing wanted to make him kneel down, but he fell to the ground headfirst.

Rong Qing simply didn't care about this and simply grabbed his hair and smashed his head on the ground again and again.

"Isn't it that you are so high up that no one can look down on you?"

"Don't you regard human life as worthless?"

Rong Qing became more and more hateful as she spoke, and she did not hesitate at all in using her hands to smash his face until it was covered in blood.

She rarely cared about people, because not many people really cared about her. But the Master was different. Her friendship seemed too ordinary, but only when she lost him did she realize that the pain was heartbreaking.

Cheng Ke made a hoarse sound in his throat. He seemed to want to curse or beg for mercy, but in the end, only a large amount of blood foam came out of his mouth.

As Rong Qing let go of his hand, his head fell heavily to the ground, and his eyes widened.

He couldn't understand it. He couldn't understand how an ant that he looked down upon could become so powerful, stronger than him. He also couldn't understand why the Taoist robe given by his master couldn't even resist a single blow.

No matter how much he couldn't figure it out, he was completely dead this time.

There was no sound.

Rong Qing lowered her eyes and took off the storage bag from his waist. Her spiritual consciousness forcefully broke the crude restriction at the neck.

Now that the owner is dead, the restrictions inside the storage bag are vulnerable.

The capacity of Cheng Ke's storage bag was not large, and what was contained inside was, just as Rong Qing guessed, a large number of low-level Qi-replenishing pills that could be used in the Qi Refining Stage.

Rong Qing has a lot of high-level Qi-boosting pills in her storage ring, but these are for Yuanying cultivators. The spiritual energy contained in them is extremely pure, but it is not the quality and quantity that can be refined in the Qi Refining stage.

Since this group of people came to Jingguo, a place without spiritual energy, they must have prepared a large number of Qi-boosting pills. As Cheng Ke was in the Qi-refining stage, the Qi-boosting pills stored in his storage bag must be low-level Qi-boosting pills corresponding to his cultivation level.

At this time, Rong Qing naturally took advantage of everything. She also put Cheng Ke's tattered Taoist robe and the damaged spiritual sword into her storage bag. No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat. After all, it belongs to the enemy, so she will not show mercy when collecting it.

Standing up, Rong Qing looked at the large patches of dark stains on her black robe, and simply took off her robe and covered Cheng Ke's body with it.

Cheng Ke hated their mortal blood, so she was also disgusted by his.

The inner garment revealed after removing the outer robe was spotless and snow-white, with extremely intricate black embroidery on the collar and cuffs.

Rong Qing pushed the door open and walked in, just in time to meet Zhong Xiu's surprised and excited eyes when he looked up.

"Let's go." As she said that, Rong Qing half-knelt down and carried Master Guo on her back, holding the master's bookcase in one hand, and then walked out first.

"Okay." Zhong Xiu hurriedly picked up Rong Qing's bookcase and followed closely behind. Cheng Ke's storage bag had just been stuffed into the bookcase.

When she stepped out of the door, Zhong Xiu immediately saw the bulge on the ground. Although she couldn't see it, she knew what it was.

With lingering fear, Zhong Xiu walked away from the person, lifted her skirt, and trotted to catch up with the figure that was striding forward.

(End of this chapter)