It wasn't until he was near the entrance of the village that Yan Nanzhi stopped, turned his head with red eyes and asked in a trembling voice:
"Three days... Even in the three days, people will kill so many innocent lives just to get the Qilin teeth. I... I'm just..."
"I'm sorry Nanzhi."
Qingyun had always wanted to tell Yan Nanzhi that Yan Liangshan had been taught by his father to cultivate, and then in exchange for keeping the secret of the family of three.
Just as the words came to his lips, Yan Liangshan's instructions before his death flashed through his mind. In addition to self-blame and regret, there was only silent cowardice in his heart.
He really didn't have the guts to accuse the girl who was pretending to smile that she didn't have the courage to take revenge, or that Yan Liangshan and his father were just a deal, and they even deserved to die.
He also laughed at his incompetence for forcing the hope of revenge on the shoulders of a weak girl.
"I'm not blaming you, brother Xiaoyun. It's already very difficult for us to survive. Even if we want to find out the truth or seek revenge, we must have the corresponding strength. If..."
"Nanzhi."
Qingyun raised his head and interrupted Yan Nanzhi.
"Um?"
"Do you believe me?"
"I always believe in you, brother Xiaoyun."
"Then I, Qingyun, swear here that one day..."
But just as he bent his fingers, before the oath was spoken, Yan Nanzhi saw a flash of golden light in Yan Nanzhi's hand, and the mysterious white thread shot out by Lian Xin strangled Qingyun's arm.
Of course, Yan Nanzhi had to be more careful this time, as the white color only surrounded the parts of his arms that were covered by clothes.
"Brother Xiaoyun, I know that you have always been sincere to me, so it doesn't matter what you swear."
Yan Nanzhi shook his head and tugged gently at the same time.
Unexpectedly, although Baisi did not hurt Qingyun's flesh through his clothes, the immortal spirit in the young man's body was still suppressed so much that he was unable to resist at all.
"Nanzhi, hurry up, let go!"
"Hey, what's wrong with you, Brother Xiaoyun?"
Yan Nanzhi's mood calmed down quickly, a smile instantly appeared on his cute face, and he asked knowingly.
"Quickly let go of Lianxin!"
Perhaps it was the girl's nature that caused trouble. The more Qingyun became entangled, the more Yan Nanzhi became more playful.
Ignoring his begging for mercy, Xiao Yanzi smiled and shot out a few white threads from the heart-linking bracelet, wrapping all Qingyun's limbs.
"Haha, brother Xiaoyun, you are a puppet now~"
"No, Nanzhi, this..."
Ignoring his plea for mercy, Yan Nanzhi became more and more enthusiastic, as if he had forgotten the purpose of returning to the village.
Her slender fingers were trembling slightly like plucking the strings of a piano, and then the young master stood up in a horse stance with his palms raised to the sky, making an extremely shocking appearance.
"Haha, so interesting~"
With a flick of the two ponytails, Yan Nanzhi once again made Qingyun change into a posture of drunken lying on the battlefield with his heart.
However, with the support of this white silk that was stronger than fine steel, Qingyun landed on one foot and supported his head with one hand, but strangely he did not fall down.
"Hmm, this feels a bit like. Although brother Xiaoyun is a bit stronger than before, he is still too thin~ The look of a strong man is not suitable for you."
"Nanzhi! Please let go!"
Yan Nanzhi enjoyed it endlessly, but the young master was so entangled that he was completely powerless. He wondered who refined the white silk of the evil spirit, and how could it control the power of the true spirit so well? Could it be that he is still a powerful person from ancient times? !
Tired of posing, Yan Nanzhi rolled his innocent big eyes and began to control Qingyun to walk in front of him again.
"Brother Xiaoyun, with your cultivation level in the Yuan Hua realm, you shouldn't be able to resist Lian Xin, right?"
As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something. A trace of shyness suddenly flashed across Xiao Yanzi's face, and he asked again:
"Or are you saying you don't want to resist?"
"I must be able to resist!"
The young man wants to cry but has no tears.
In this way, Yan Nanzhi ignored Qingyun's plea for mercy, and used Lianxin to manipulate Qingyun to walk in front of her step by step like a marionette.
Just like on the mirror in the sky, there is only an inch between the two of them.
"I remembered Brother Xiaoyun, you haven't answered my questions from the past few days!"
Yan Nanzhi's breath was like orchid, and the restraints and the familiar sweet fragrance made Qingyun's heart become more and more anxious.
"Speak up quickly if you have any questions!"
"Do you have a sweetheart? Who is it?"
Qingyun seemed to see shining stars in her eyes, and her expectant voice was playful and charming.
"You...let me go first."
"No! If you don't tell me today, you won't be able to escape from my grasp!"
Yan Nanzhi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a confident smile.
"I...I...be careful!"
"Don't lie to me~"
Before Qingyun could finish his words, unexpectedly, a police officer suddenly appeared, but Yan Nanzhi didn't notice it at all.
"It's true. A master is coming quickly. Quick, let me go!"
"Ah, brother Xiaoyun, how can you still learn to lie? Even the great masters at the eighth level of my Yuan Hua Realm have never discovered that you..."
Unfortunately, when he said this, Yan Nanzhi suddenly felt that all the hairs on his body were starting to stand up, and his heart suddenly sank.
"broken!"
In the midst of lightning and flint, a powerful and domineering wave of spiritual power had already hit Xiao Yanzi's vest.
If she dodges at will at this time, Qingyun, who is only a few inches in front of her, will definitely give him a chill, but if she doesn't dodge...
Gritting her teeth, Yan Nanzhi exerted force with all ten fingers at the same time, directly throwing Qingyun into the sky, and she herself turned sideways just enough to avoid this fatal blow with the help of the opposite force.
At the same time, Qingyun, who was thrown up into the sky, suddenly discovered that what was flying past was a slim female cultivator wearing a green gown, a mask with a grimace on her face, and a long whip in her hand.
"Who is this person? Why does this figure look so familiar?"
Looking at the other party's bare and exquisite jade feet, which were coming in the same direction as the mountain path he took home, Qingyun immediately thought of the little fox.
"Could it be Alian? No, Alian is tall but has white hair, while this girl has black hair, her eyes have no purple light, and she doesn't have any evil aura. Who is she?"
He was still thinking in his mind, but he didn't expect this woman to leap up with a good foot, and directly abandon Yan Nanzhi to attack him. Qingyun was suddenly shocked.
"Looking at his aura, he has at least six or seven levels of Yuanhua cultivation. He is a powerful opponent!"
As he fell, the opponent was getting closer and closer to him. When he was ready to face the enemy, Qingyun's eyes suddenly widened and his body suddenly started to tremble involuntarily.
Because he found that what the visitor was holding was none other than Xiao Luoyi’s weapon from back then:
"Bright Moon Whip! How can you have a Bright Moon Whip!"
But the answer to Qingyun's roar was another furious whip from the opponent!
boom!
The two were still several feet away from each other, but Qingyun, with his broken body-protecting spirit shield, was whipped into the sky by the masked female cultivator!
After close contact, Qingyun discovered that the Mingyue Whip, which was originally made of Yeyue Huanpei as its bones and wrapped with silk and hundreds of knotted nets as its strips, had undergone some changes.
The jade bones inside had long since been broken into pieces, leaving only the whip handle intact, while the entire whip bone had been replaced with the bones of some kind of animal.
"Who are you!"
Although he received such a violent blow, Qingyun didn't care at all. He only thought that Mingyue Whip had been completely lost in the Thirty-three Realms with his eldest sister back then. Unexpectedly, it actually reappeared in Liangren Village this time.
Even if it is just the last trace of Xiao Luoyi's scent left in this world, Qingyun will fight for the treasure regardless of his own life. How can he tolerate the Moon Whip falling into the hands of others!
Although the masked female cultivator was unmoved by Qingyun's roar, surprisingly, the man seemed to be trembling slightly, but Qingyun's trembling was excitement, while she was as angry as a wave!
She raised her hand gently and struck with another whip filled with anger. The move was simple and unpretentious, but its power was enough to break gold and crack stones!
"So strong!"
Qingyun always used his agility and quickness to win against his enemies. After transporting his spiritual power to his feet and dodging sideways, he easily avoided the opponent's attack this time.
But what he didn't expect was that whether the masked female cultivator had already formulated a fighting method or had some understanding of the young master's fighting style, Qingyun's dodge position was easily seen by the opponent, and then he struck with a whip. !
"What should I do? If I use Zangfeng, I might damage the Moon Whip, but the other party..."
The Moon Whip Qingyun in this woman's hand is bound to win, but her tyrannical strength has gradually calmed down. Because she only defends but not attacks, Qingyun has been clearly stretched to dodge over and over again.
If she didn't know herself well, with such rich practical experience and adaptability, plus the fact that the opponent was holding the Moon Whip, then she was very likely to be a survivor of the Thirty-three Realms!
If this is the case, then her fighting ability will far exceed her own cultivation level, or she may be able to outwit her enemies!
When he first entered Yuanhua, Qingyun couldn't use his spiritual power to break his body and fight fiercely in the air for a long time, otherwise it would consume a lot of money, so he allowed the other party to blow up his body-protecting spirit shield with one blow, and took advantage of the force of the explosion to fly to the ground. .
"If we join forces with Nazhi, we will be able to defeat this woman!"
Qingyun's eyes flashed and he quickly moved towards Yan Nanzhi who had just stabilized his figure.
But although his idea was good, the masked woman didn't give Qingyun a chance to escape. She suddenly stretched out her other hand.
Then, visible to the naked eye, the nails that were not too long suddenly grew suddenly, and her original delicate hand quickly turned into a white, beautiful and deadly claw!
I didn't see her using any spiritual power to transform, she just stretched out her hand and pulled her back. Qingyun's downward momentum was immediately stopped, and her body was involuntarily pulled back by the opponent!
"Holy shit, a man is pretending to be a woman?!"
Retrieving objects from the air is not difficult for a monk, but he himself and Master Zang Feng weigh two to three hundred kilograms. How could the other party's rootless force in the air be able to drag him back?
Can a woman have such physical strength?
Seeing the two getting closer and closer, although he still wanted to outwit them, Qingyun was not a pedantic person. If he fully unleashed the power of the true spirit, with his powerful body and the magic sword of the heavens, he would not be without a chance to fight. force!
There was a flash of blood in the eyes, and the hidden edge broke out of the body!
But just when he was about to fight back, a fatal scene happened!
"Brother Xiaoyun, let me save you!"
Yan Nanzhi scolded, and at the same time, the mysterious white silk in Youlian's heart wrapped the blue clouds, and forcefully pulled him down from the air!
