227. Chapter 227 Disfigured [5]
Chu Qingkuang's memory is amazing. He only listened to it once and remembered it.
As soon as she remembered it, Xiaomei raised her arm, put her hand in her palm, and transmitted the spiritual power into her body through her palm.
Knowing that she had just been injured, Xiaomei also deliberately slowed down the speed of transmitting spiritual power.
Chu Qingkuang felt a warm current flow along Xiaomei's hand to her limbs. Her tired muscles and bones were stretched, making her feel extremely comfortable.
Spiritual power was continuously poured into her body, and she condensed it into her heart, allowing it to protect her heart.
She didn't know how long it took, but she suddenly felt the hand holding her loosen. When she opened her eyes, she saw Xiaomei sitting quietly in front of her with her head lowered. She stretched out her hand to check her breathing. It turned out that she was because of
He died from excessive use of spiritual power.
Chu Qingkuang took a deep breath and slowly laid her down on the bed, covered her cup, and said firmly: "Don't worry, sleep peacefully. I will definitely do what I promised you."
According to the method that Xiaomei's mother-in-law told her earlier, she walked out of the Black Water Cliff. Her body absorbed too much spiritual power for a while and was a little overwhelmed. So she had to stop and meditate every few steps to remove all the spiritual energy in her body.
The spiritual energy of the string gathers together.
Slowly, she was able to control her spiritual power gradually. Xiaomei practiced water-based kung fu. After she integrated this kung fu and combined with her naturally good bones, the power she unleashed was quite large.
However, she didn't know if she could kill the black-robed leader like this, but no matter what, she must succeed, otherwise she would be sorry for Xiao Mei's spirit in heaven.
When Zhong Lichen jumped off the Blackwater Cliff, he naturally fell into the Blackwater. It was daytime when he fell, and the area near the Blackwater Cliff was full of life, with beautiful flowers blooming all over the mountains and plains.
He searched nearby for a long time before he found a hut on the cliff. When he came to the hut, he only saw a man lying on the bed who had been dead for a long time.
Although Chu Qingkuang's aura no longer existed here, his intuition told him that Chu Qingkuang must have been here before.
After struggling here for a long time, Zhong Lichen found his way out, and by that time Chu Qingkuang had already walked out of the Blackwater Cliff.
It is not easy to kill the black-robed leader. It is completely impossible to sneak into the place where the black-robed leader lives and kill him. Let alone the many barriers where he lives, whether he can get in or not.
The problem is, even if she goes in, she is probably exhausted. If she wants to kill him again, she is simply seeking death.
So the best way is to kill him outside.
She has been waiting for this opportunity.
Finally, after a few days of smashing, she finally arrived.
The black-robed cult leader went outside the city to worship heaven, so Chu Qingkuang naturally ambush him on the only way out of the city.
The black-robed leader was like the national preceptor of the Southern Dynasties, loved by many people, and the carriage of the black-robed leader was surrounded by people along the way.
Chu Qingkuang was sitting in the teahouse on the side of the street and saw the carriage approaching slowly, with a proud smile on his lips.
The carriage was walking hard, Chu Qingkuang gathered his spiritual power on his fingertips and flicked it on the carriage.
At that time, the leader of the church was resting in the carriage. This was the result every time he traveled. He was used to it. His subordinates would take care of the people who loved him crazily.
Chapter completed!