Yin Zhiping's chest had been pierced by a sharp sword, and he had already suffered a fatal injury, but he did not die immediately. He was saved by his fellow disciple, but he was already at his last gasp. In his daze, he suddenly heard a delicate voice asking, "Where's Yin Zhiping?"
These four words were spoken very softly, but in his ears, it was like a thunderclap. He did not know where he got the strength from but he suddenly stood up and shouted, "Miss Long, I'm here!"
Xiao Long Nu stared at him for a moment and saw that his Taoist robe was drenched in blood and his face was pale. She could not help but feel disheartened and said with a trembling voice, "Big Beard, can you do me a favor?"
Song Qingshu could roughly guess what she wanted to say and nodded, "Miss Long, just say the word. I'll help you no matter what."
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Xiao Long Nu stared at Yin Zhiping and murmured, "My innocence has been tainted by this person. Even if I recover, I can't be with Guo 'er forever. Can you help me kill him?"
She felt that there was nothing she could not tell others. Even though she was in front of hundreds of people, she still spoke of her sorrows.
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. He practiced the Blissful Dhyana and was a master of the Qi of Yin and Yang. He could tell whether Xiao Long Nu was a virgin or not. Moreover, last time at the inn, he asked Icy Snow about the grievances between her, Yin Zhiping and Zhao Zhijing. He knew that under Zhao Zhijing's instigation, Yin Zhiping drugged Xiao Long Nu's tea. Fortunately, Xiao Long Nu practiced the Clear Heart Kung Fu and did not lose herself to the drug.
But why would Xiao Longnu say that her innocence had been tainted by Yin Zhiping at this time?
As it turned out, Xiao Long Nu did not know much about the matters between men and women. She only thought that she had been drugged that night and that she had been defiled. She also thought that Yang Guo wanted to marry Guo Fu because he despised her. As a result, she was completely disheartened and said something inappropriate.
When Xiao Long Nu's words reached his ears, Yin Zhiping felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He was blinded by greed and made a grave mistake. He respected Xiao Long Nu as if she was a deity, but caused her to suffer a lifetime of misfortune. A hundred deaths would not be enough to atone for his sins. He loudly called out, "Master, four martial uncles and martial uncles, this disciple's sins are grave, you must not make things difficult for Miss Long Nu."
As he said this, he leapt up and pounced on the eight or nine swords that were still sticking out from the ground. Several swords pierced through his body and he died instantly.
This turn of events greatly exceeded everyone's expectations, and they couldn't help but exclaim in unison.
"Zhiping!" Qiu Chuji saw that his beloved disciple had lost his life, he was both angry and anxious, it was inevitable that his zhenqi would stagnate. What kind of person was Ouyang Feng? He immediately seized the opportunity and activated the full power of the "Toad Stance", the surging power of his palm attacked his opponent.
"Pu!"
The Quanzhen Five Masters all vomited blood, their spirits dispirited and they fell to the ground. It seemed that their attacks were not shallow.
The Taoists heard Xiao Long Nu's words, and saw that Yin Zhiping had admitted his guilt and committed suicide. It seemed that he did not abide by the rules, and used despicable means to defile Xiao Long Nu. The Quanzhen Five Masters were all highly disciplined Taoists, and when they thought that this matter was their own fault, they all felt very ashamed. In addition, now that they had no power to fight back, and the foundation of the Quanzhen Sect was about to be destroyed, Qiu Chuji and the others were immediately disheartened.
Song Qingshu then turned to Xiao Long Nu and said, "Miss Long Nu, the one surnamed Yin has admitted his guilt, let's go down the mountain first."
His heart was incomparably complicated. Now that Yin Zhiping was dead, there was really no evidence. When the time came, everyone would think that Xiao Long Nu had been defiled by Yin Zhiping. This matter could not be explained, and he did not know how many rumors she would encounter in the future.
Song Qingshu did not remind Xiao Long Nu of this problem. On one hand, he had a selfish motive, and he wanted to use this to leave a grudge in Yang Guo's heart. With Yang Guo's temperament, even if Xiao Long Nu had really lost her chastity, he would not have minded. But there was an old saying that goes, "the mouth of the masses can melt gold, and the accumulated slander will wear away the bones." Moreover, Yang Guo was also a man, and he did not believe that there was no barrier in his heart.
Hearing that his future daughter-in-law had been defiled by a stinky Taoist of the Quanzhen Sect, Ouyang Feng's new and old hatred added to his heart, and he immediately flew into a rage, "The Quanzhen Sect pretends to be sanctimonious, but in their bones they are all thieves and prostitutes. Since they have taught such a shameless and vulgar disciple, as a master, how can I be exempted from responsibility?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he extended his palm towards the top of Qiu Chuji's head. This palm carried the sound of wind and thunder, and its momentum was terrifying. If it hit, how could Qiu Chuji still be alive?
Unfortunately, Qiu Chuji's body was seriously injured, and it was difficult for him to even move a finger, so how could he dodge? The other four disciples were in an even worse state, and could only watch as Ouyang Feng's palm fell towards Qiu Chuji's head.
The Sage of Tranquility, Sun Bu 'Er, even turned her head, as she could not bear to see the cruel scene that was about to happen.
Song Qingshu frowned, and just as he was about to speak, a white shadow suddenly flashed by, and in the nick of time appeared between Ouyang Feng and Qiu Chuji. With a wave of his sleeve, he blocked Ouyang Feng's murderous palm, and then a finger pointed towards Ouyang Feng's chest.
Ouyang Feng hastily used his palm to block, and as the finger and palm collided, Ouyang Feng's face turned bright red, and he quickly retreated, only stabilizing himself after retreating a distance of ten feet.
All of this happened in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint. In the main hall, besides Song Qingshu and Qiu Qianren, even Qiu Chuji and the others did not clearly see the exchange between the two. They only saw a white shadow flash by, and then Ouyang Feng retreating. As for what happened in between, most of the people in the hall were confused.
From Song Qingshu's point of view, he could see that Ouyang Feng's hands, which were hidden behind his back, were trembling slightly. It was obvious that his injuries were not light, and he couldn't help but curiously look at that person, wanting to know who in this world could injure the Western Poison Ouyang Feng in the blink of an eye.
That person was very tall and wore a plain white robe. He gave off a heroic aura as he stood there, but it was a pity that he was wearing a mask, making it impossible to see his appearance. One could only tell from his snow-white hair that he was most likely not young. Although he was wearing a mask, at that moment, everyone believed that this person was handsome, valiant, and peerless when he was young.
"Many thanks for Senior's help. May I ask for Senior's great name? The entire Quanzhen Sect will remember it." Qiu Chuji finally regained his composure, and hastily cupped his hands. He didn't know why, but when he looked at this person's back, he felt that he had seen him somewhere before.
"The entire Quanzhen Sect will remember it?" The white-robed old man was startled, as if he had heard something interesting, and then he shook his head. "There is no need. If you can remember Master's teachings and never surrender to the Tartars, if Wang Chongyang's spirit in heaven can see it, he would be very gratified."
Hearing him call his Master by his name, Qiu Chuji was surprised. "Is Senior a friend of my Master?"
The white-robed old man was silent for a long time, and then he faintly sighed. "You can say that."
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