He watched as the other party easily resolved his plan.
Cheng Kun's face was dull, and his eyes were filled with disbelief. He looked at the handsome smile of the person opposite him in horror.
For a moment, waves of biting cold could not help but rise in his heart.
When Yun Che opened his mouth to speak, Cheng Kun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. Even the blood in his body became sluggish under this chill, as if it was about to freeze into ice.
At this moment, Cheng Kun's mind was in a mess.
He, who had always been known for his strategy, had no idea what to do at this moment.
"He... He can actually predict everything!"
"Why is this... How is this possible?"
"Heavens! Could it be that there were really immortals in this world who could understand everything?？”
Seeing that there were enemies in all directions, there was no way out.
At this critical moment.
Cheng Kun suddenly bit the tip of his tongue. The intense pain kept him awake for a moment.
"Damned brat, even if I want to go to hell, I'll drag you guys with me!”
"No, I can't! I can't die yet. If I can't see the Ming Cult perish with my own eyes, I won't be able to rest in peace!”
Right at this moment, Cheng Kun's peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the deep and cold pond beside the ancient tomb.
His eyes suddenly lit up and he was overjoyed.
"Haha! The heavens really don't want me to die!"
Immediately, he decided to go all out and fight to the death!
At this moment, Butchie, who was beside Cheng Kun, raised her head and said proudly,"
"Humph! Stinky monk, Taoist Master Yun is an immortal who has descended to the mortal world. How could he fall for your clumsy scheme?”
"Hurry up and kowtow obediently and admit your mistake. When the time comes, I'll give you a quick death!”
Before she could finish, Cheng Kun struggled to get up and knelt on the ground. His shiny bald head knocked hard on the ground.
"Little immortal above! Great-grandmothers!"
"I'm convinced! I'm at your mercy. I only hope that you can give me a quick death!”
Yun Che still had a faint smile on his face. There was not a hint of emotion in his eyes as he quietly watched this evil thief's sincere performance.
Seeing that he was indifferent, Cheng Kun suddenly turned to Yang Yaoqin and wailed,"
"Good niece! Although I was expelled from the Ancient Tomb Sect, I still have a trace of kinship!”
"Uncle is begging you here. Please say something for me!”
"Good niece."
Yang Yaoqin coldly snorted and said,
"When you plotted against my father, did you ever think that this day would come?”
"It's easy to spare you, but who can return my father's life?”
At this point, the icy girl who had always been cold and did not like to express her feelings could not help but shed two lines of tears.
Looking at the beauty's delicate appearance, Yun Che's heart softened. He let out a long sigh and was about to comfort her.
He suddenly frowned as if he felt an inexplicable killing intent.
"Now!"
At this moment, Cheng Kun, who was kneeling on the ground, stared at Yang Yaoqin, whose eyes were filled with tears. A murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Immediately after, the muscles on his back contracted, and he activated the mechanism to shoot an arrow.
He shouted sternly,
"Since you miss your dead father so much, I'll send you to see him!”
Whoosh!
A cold light suddenly shot out from behind him.
This cold light was an arrow made of refined steel, and it was dipped in poison.
It was fired by the bow crossbow on Cheng Kun's back.
At this distance, the arrow was enough to pierce through the fine iron heavy armor!
What was even more critical was that Yang Yaoqin's emotions were so agitated that she couldn't react.
By the time she reacted, the sharp arrow had already arrived in front of her snow-white neck.
Looking at the arrow that was about to pierce through her, Yang Yaoqin's mind was suddenly filled with thoughts.
"Father, I'm useless. I couldn't avenge you with my own hands!”
"But it's fine, Daoist Yun…He would definitely kill this evil thief for Yao Qin!”
As the cold light approached, she could even feel a sharp aura approaching her inch by inch, piercing her fair skin.
She could hear Butchie and the other girls crying in pain.
"Miss!"
"No!"
"Ahhhhh!"
At this moment of life and death, Yang Yaoqin seemed to have been relieved. She closed her eyes and revealed a beautiful smile.
"I have died in the hands of this evil thief…"
"Daoist Yun…him... Will he cry for me?"
At this critical moment.
Yang Yaoqin suddenly felt a warm and powerful hug.
This embrace was so warm and reliable, and it even emitted a natural scent that was as fresh as flowers and trees.
"Is it him…"
She slowly opened her eyes and saw the man who had disturbed her heartstrings.
Yun Che held Yang Yaoqin in his arms with one hand.
His other hand was tightly gripping the sharp iron arrow.
The arrow was less than half an inch away from Yang Yaoqin's snow-white neck.
Yun Che's handsome face had a gentle smile as he said to the beauty in his arms,"
"It's fine. With me around, everything will be fine.”
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