HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]

HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
296 - The Unexpected

"Son! Wait..!" The Crazy Beggar Boy shook his head, "Oh my goodness. Why is he so fast?"


The Crazy Beggar Boy continued to follow Xiao Shuxiang even though the longer it took, he simply could not catch up with the young man.


Not that Mad Beggar Boy was weakening, but his strength was indeed quite drained because he had to face Yan Qi Lou before. On the other hand, Mao Lin Lin had almost killed Elder Xia Longhua had it not been prevented by Elder Murong Xun.


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"Patriarch..!" the cries of the disciples of the Thousand Sword Palace echoed. They gasped as Elder Murong Xun used his own body to protect Elder Xia Longhua from Mao Lin Lin's attacks.


Without spiritual energy, Mao Lin Lin's attack was clearly extremely deadly. But since the body of Elder Murong Xun was a body that had been heavily forged by physical training, the attack did not directly kill his life.


"Senior..!" Elder Xia Longhua helped Elder Murong Xun and used his thighs as a cushion for the 40-year-old man's head. The look on Elder Xia Longhua's face was so anxious, almost deathly pale.


Elder Murong Xun coughed in blood, he felt pain in his chest and most likely there was a fractured rib. His gaze was sharp as he looked at Mao Lin Lin.


"Loser!" one of the disciples from the Thousand Sword Palace moved and stared intently at Mao Lin Lin. He said, "You guys are afraid of the power of our Elders to use holy weapons to lock in his spiritual energy. Not shameless!"


Mao Lin smiled and then said, "Why? Do you feel this is unfair? Ha ha ha, the world is indeed unfair. So you guys should get used to it, don't you?"


Elder Xia Longhua clenched both his hands. If he still had spiritual energy at the moment, then he would have already kicked out this crazy girl.


Mao Lin Lin was very young, and she also looked like a good daughter. But it was very unexpected that this innocent-looking figure had taken the lives of many Thousand Sword Palace disciples.


"It's really nice to see such a respected figure now under my feet." Mao Lin Lin smiled widely. "I can't kill you guys,"


Elder Murong Xun looked at Mao Lin Lin who was laughing mockingly. He tried hard to draw out his spiritual energy, yet nothing was felt. If the conditions continued like this, then there was no way they would all survive.


Mao Lin Lin heard a loud voice and stared towards the sky. There were two lights falling down and the next second a sound vibrating the ground sounded. He knew that one of those lights was Hei Lian, yet he was a bit doubtful as to who Hei Lian was fighting.


There was another loud voice heard and it came from Wu Tong Fu's fight. That fellow Mao Lin Lin did not give his opponent a chance to make an attack. Even Wu Tong Fu was seen unhesitatingly whipping out one by one his opponent's hands.


Elsewhere, inversely proportional conditions were seen from Liu Wei Lin's fight. The man dressed in red and wearing a fan as a weapon looked so calm as he flicked his weapon and slashed at the neck of the opponent.


Liu Wei Lin's facial expression was so serious and measurable. Each step was certain and as he flicked his fan, the heads of opponents one after another were thrown and then rolled on the ground.


"Rome ... We have to run..!" one of the members of the Demon Valley Sect had a pale expression and even broke out in cold sweat. He no longer wanted to face the figure in front of him. Liu Wei Lin was too strong for them to face.


"Aren't you supposed to ally with us?" a member of the Demon Valley Sect pointed at Liu Wei Lin with his sword. "The Ghost Valley Sect is supposed to help us conquer this place. Why are you acting the opposite way?!"


Liu Wei Lin did not reply. His expression was hard to decipher, but from the looks of it he was completely unconcerned with what these members of the Demon Valley Sect said.


For him now was to finish off the life of an opponent who knew his true identity. It even includes giving them the most painful death.


The young man who used the wooden sword as the weapon appeared to be coughing up blood. On the other hand, the enemy from Wang Zhao was also not in a good state. Liu Wei Lin saw Hei Lian's face that was so pale.


Making use of these conditions and opportunities, he had unhesitatingly flung his fan at the time when Hei Lian was just about to speak to Wang Zhao.


The slash from Liu Wei Lin's fan was like an arrow, so fast and even difficult to predict. Hei Lian was just about to sneer at Wang Zhao when her eyes suddenly widened.


Wang Zhao was surprised not to play. He was also unaware of the attack coming at that incredible speed. Even so fast, he only realized when Hei Lian was wide with a fan stuck in his neck.


The sight was terrifying, even Hei Lian's blood splashed and hit Wang Zhao's right cheek. He would most likely never have expected that he would be killed with this kind of surprise attack.


"Li-Lian'Er ..." Wang Zhao felt his heart beating fast. Blood was rushing up on his head and he was trying to move.


"Lian'Er..!?" Wang Zhao exclaimed and immediately won Hei Lian's body before the girl fell to the ground. He even dropped his wooden sword.


Wang Zhao's expression was so complicated. The figure had suffered many external injuries and internal injuries, this condition was of course caused by Hei Lian. But from the look in his eyes, Wang Zhao looked so attentive to the child who had even wanted his life.


"Lian'Erl? Lian'Er, do you hear me?" wang Zhao's breathing was irregular. Both of his hands trembled as he lifted Hei Lian's body. Water pooled in his eye pelup.


"Lian'Er..!!" Wang Zhao felt Hei Lian's body getting colder. The figure in this deck is no longer even responding. He cried as he called out to Hey Lian.


Liu Wei Lin jumped down from the branch of the tree where he stood. He walked over to Wang Zhao and seemed to frown. He then lowered a little and pulled out his red fan on Hei Lian's neck.


This action of Liu Wei Lin was shocking to Wang Zhao. The young man looked at the figure that had just come and was very surprised. "You-You..!"


"What's wrong with you? You crying?" Liu Wei Lin gasped and snorted, "Are you not sane? Why cry over your opponent like that?"


"Wei ... Lin ..." Wang Zhao looked at the figure in front of him with an annoyed and mixed feeling. He growled, "Liu Wei Lin..! You-Why did you kill Hey Lian?! Why kill?!"


"Of course he should be killed. If not, then you're the one who's gonna die." Liu Wei Lin noticed his fan that was already a bit dirty. He said, "Stop crying. That girl in your arms is not worth crying for, at all,"


Liu Wei Lin said, "There are still many things to do. Come with me and save the others,"


Wang Zhao flinched. Liu Wei Lin came to a realization with that gaze and said, "See what this girl has done to you? If only I had let it go, then the figure lying on the ground would have been you."


"Lian'Er"


"Here you go, come follow me." Liu Wei Lin held onto Wang Zhao's arm and pulled it. He made the young man flinch.


"What are you doing?" Wang Zhao was surprised. Both of his hands were held and pulled by Liu Wei Lin.


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