Chapter 53: Ling Er's Downfall

  Seeing Ling Luo Yu was unscathed, Bing Chan's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he pounced on Ling Luo Yu in an instant.

  Just halfway through, Qin Ling'er suddenly appeared in front of the ice toad, blocking its path. With a flick of her slender jade hand, Qin Ling'er slapped the ice toad on the head with her palm.

  "Hmm..."

  A loud crash, Qin Ling'er and Bing Chan were almost simultaneously knocked back several feet. Bing Chan fell to the ground, rolled over once, and surprisingly got up again as if nothing had happened.

  Zhuang Luo Chen, Hong Fei, Han Xiao and the remaining few people moved in unison, quickly surrounding the ice toad and starting a new round of fierce fighting.

  "This ice toad's defensive capabilities are really strong! Since he hasn't transformed into a demon yet, there must still be weaknesses on his body!" Ling Luoye thought involuntarily as she watched the sword that had been chopped onto the ice toad's body bounce back up.

  That's the head of the ice cicada! No, that place has been chopped countless times, but not a single knife mark can be seen.

  Eyes? No, the eyelids on top of the eyes are just as defensive as anywhere else.

  What is the weakness of this ice frog? Ling Luoye pondered silently.

  He swept a glance at the ice toad that was jumping high, and Ling Luoyu's eyes suddenly lit up because he saw a faint small red dot. The red dot was located at the junction of the ice toad's head and body, a faintly visible red dot about the size of a soybean, which was so inconspicuous that if the ice toad hadn't jumped high, Ling Luoyu wouldn't have noticed it at all.

  Could that little red dot be the Ice Toad's weakness! Who cares if it is or not, let's try to cure a dead horse as if it were alive anyway!

  "Qin, a few brothers, look at the red spot on the ice toad's neck, attack it and see if you can break its defense!" Ling Xiaoyu shouted loudly to Qin Ling'er and the others.

  Neck! Although the ice frog doesn't have a neck, to be exact, it can't be distinguished. But as soon as you mention the neck, everyone will reflexively look at the junction of the head and body, this is human instinct!

  Although the red dot was very small, if you didn't pay attention to it, you wouldn't be able to see it at all. However, after Ling Luofei's reminder, the faint red dot on Bing Chan's body immediately caught everyone's eye.

  The horror of the ice mantis lies not in its unparalleled icy aura, nor in its extremely swift speed, but in its defensive capabilities that are as sharp as knives and swords. If it weren't for this, the ice mantis would have been killed many times by now.

  Qin Ling'er suddenly advanced several steps, her palm flipped over, and she slapped the ice toad with one palm. Under that one palm, although Qin Ling'er herself was also shaken back more than ten zhang, at the same time, she also shook the ice toad to the ground. The faint red dots on the ice toad's body clearly appeared before everyone's eyes.

  Hong Fei, with a slight nod, flew swiftly towards the ice toad with his sword and knife, carrying boundless power.

  "Ka... Ka... Ka..." The ice toad's large mouth opened wide, letting out a few sharp cries that made one feel dizzy. Hong Fei and Zhuang Zuo's hands and feet paused for a moment. Several white ice pellets shot out of the ice toad's mouth, causing the sword and knife to deviate slightly, just enough to avoid the red dot and strike the ice toad's body instead.

  Hong Fei's knife and Zhuang Luo Chen's sword, although they can be said to be the best in the entire martial arts world, seem to be slightly inferior when it comes to this ice toad. The knife and sword only left a faint blood mark on the ice toad, but that blood mark healed instantly.

  Hong Fei Zhuang and Lu Chen looked at each other, ready to make another move. Suddenly, the ice toad let out a loud roar and began rolling on the ground, its body slowly shrinking until it was the size of a millstone again, and its original emerald green color gradually returning.

  Hong Fei and Zhuang Zuo looked at each other in confusion, but their hands didn't stop moving. One knife and one sword moved in tandem, closely following the constantly rolling ice toad.

  The ice toad that was hard to hurt with swords and knives was actually chopped into several pieces by Hong Fei's one knife and one sword, slowly falling to the ground.

  "What's going on here?" The two of them didn't hide their shock at all, and asked in surprise.

  "Maybe we'll know when we take a look!" Hong Fei sighed, walked to the side of Bing Chan's corpse, gently picked up the knife, and slowly turned over the body that had already been broken into several pieces.

  On the red dot on top of the ice toad's corpse, a knife was inserted, a flying knife that was entirely blood-red, crystal clear and translucent.

  Seeing the flying knife, Zhuang Lu and Chen Hongfei's first thought was Han Xiao, Thousand Hands Han Xiao. Apart from him, no one else in the room had the ability to make such a move.

  They turned their heads and looked in the direction of Han Xiang at the same time.

  Han Xiao, who was originally cold and icy, looked even more chilling with his pale and frightening face. At this moment, Han Xiao was sitting on the ground, panting heavily, feeling the gaze of Zhuang Dust and Hong Fei. He lifted his head, smiled bitterly, and said: "Brother Zhuang, Brother Hong, from now on, I'll need to rely on you two for protection. After throwing that flying knife just now, it will be difficult for me to recover within two or three days!"

  Ling Luo's feathers fluttered as she slowly walked forward, let out a sigh and said: "It's really not easy to deal with this Ice Toad, over ten brothers, yet only a few of us are still alive!"

  "Indeed! This battle was truly brutal!" Several people sighed at the same time.

  "Ah! Qin'niang! What happened to Qin'niang?!" Ling Luoyu suddenly discovered that Qin Linger had vanished without a trace.

  Everyone looked around, searching for Qin Ling'er's figure. In this battle, Qin Ling'er was the greatest contributor. Without her restraint, they might all be dead by now!

  "Look! Under that boulder, isn't that Qin'niang!" The speaker was Hong Fei. Following the direction of his pointing finger, everyone only saw a corner of pink color beside a huge boulder tens of feet high.

  "That's right, it should be Qin'niang. Qin'niang likes to wear pink clothes the most!" Several people rushed towards the direction of the boulder at high speed.

  As they approached the mountain rocks, they saw a faintly trembling pink figure leaning against the rocks, and everyone was stunned.

  All that can be seen is the person's white hair, gasping for breath on one side and convulsing non-stop on the other. Is this still the elegant and peerless Qin young lady? The crowd cannot help but feel a wave of melancholy.

  "You all go... I just want... alone... quietly... die, go... don't care about me..." Qin Ling'er's voice was intermittent.

  "Ling Gongzi, Ling... can't... accompany you... to continue... walking down from here..., promise... Ling'er... one thing..." Qin Ling'er's voice was getting smaller and smaller.

  "Ling'er, I promise you, no matter what happens, whether it's one thing or a hundred things, a thousand things, I'll take care of them all! You must hold on!" Ling Fei took a few steps forward and wrapped his arms around Qin Ling'er's trembling body. His voice began to choke with sobs, and tears had already soaked through the collar of his shirt.

  "Ling... young master, remember, you... must... take good care of yourself and live well, Ling'er... also..." Qin Ling'er's voice gradually became indistinct.

  "Ling'er......" The sorrowful cries echoed through the heavens and earth, Qin Ling'er's body was thus injured.

  Beauty is often short-lived, heroes often die young.

  Perhaps Qin Ling'er's death will be a lifelong pain in the hearts of Ling Luo Yu, Zhuang Luo Chen and Hong Fei Ji, because they all know that their lives were exchanged for Qin Ling'er's life.

  She touched the small amulet in her bosom, and Ling Yu made a silent vow: "Ling'er, don't worry, I will do my best to fulfill your last wish!"

  All that was in the amulet was a yellow paper with an address and a name on it. Qin Ling'er's greatest worry before her death was this matter, because the person living at that place, with that name, was her only younger brother, who was just eight years old.

  They buried Qin Ling'er and the others, and Ling Yue and several others were again filled with melancholy, but still did not stay here, taking big strides along the mountain valley to continue moving forward.