"What's the matter, aren't you from the Feng Family Fort? Speaking of which, I haven't seen anyone from the Feng Family for many years. As soon as I made a move on that little girl, I figured out her identity." The Fairy in the Mist said firmly.
"Senior, junior and others are entrusted by Hejiabao, not Fengjiabao." Now it was Gu Xiao's turn to be confused. Why did the Immortal in the Mist confirm that there were people from the Feng family among the people who entered the formation? On what basis? As the ancestor of the family said, weren't all the people of the Feng family killed by ligers? How did the Immortal in the Mist know about the Feng Family Fort? But this is not the time to think about these things. Since the terms of exchange have been reached with the Fairy in the Mist, it is better to help Miss Jiang and the others heal their injuries before making any plans.
Thinking of this, Gu Xiao immediately put his sword into the box, turned back to Jiang Ningxue and others, and checked the injuries of Xiaojie and Yuwen Tuo first. Yuwen Tuo was in better condition. Although he was injured by Gu Xiao, after all, he had just been injured. In times of crisis, the mirror-breaking robot only needs a few moments to recover from internal injuries. The same is true for Xiaojie. He has been accustomed to injuries since he was a child. Now that Muyi is awake, he meditates and regulates his breathing.
Gu Xiao was full of apologies. Seeing that the two of them were exercising their skills and regulating their breathing, and knowing that it was time to express his apology at this time, he turned around to check on Miss Jiang's injury. It was at her reminder that Gu Xiao caught up with the Immortal in the Mist.
Seeing that the young man in green shirt didn't seem to have any injuries, Jiang Ningxue was completely relieved. Seeing Mu and his entourage approaching, she weakly asked, "What's the matter? You didn't get away from the fairy in the mist."
Seeing her weak appearance, Gu Xiao couldn't help but think of the girl in green, so he said softly: "Don't worry, Miss Jiang, I have made an agreement with the Fairy in the Mist. When you adjust your breath and cultivate yourself, it will lead the way for us." .”
Hearing what the young man in green shirt said, Jiang Ningxue's heart completely relaxed. The internal injuries that she had just suppressed with her internal strength suddenly surged back. She was about to respond to Mu Yi, but she felt her chest stagnated, severe pain came from her mouth, and she spat out. There was a cloud of blood mist, and then his vision went black, and he was about to faint.
Gu Xiao was shocked and hurriedly rushed forward, supported Jiang Ningxue, held her wrist, and used her internal strength to explore. Only then did he realize that Jiang Ningxue's internal injuries were much more serious than those of Yuwen Tuo and Xiaojie.
Seeing the concern on the young man's face in green clothes, the Fairy in the Mist floated over with a flash of light. Now that he had reached a deal with the young man, the Fairy in the Mist just wanted the young man and the others to leave as soon as possible and lead them to find him. The liger beast completed what he should do and exchanged some of his true energy from this young man. In this way, he spent so much cultivation today. Seeing the girl fainting, the Fairy in the Mist opened his mouth to remind the young man: : "Not only was her internal energy disordered, she had already suffered internal injuries before, and she suppressed them with internal force. Now her mood suddenly relaxed, and the internal injuries backfired, and she fainted."
The fairy in the mist said it lightly, completely forgetting that it was all because of it that caused these unprovoked things.
Gu Xiao didn't have time to think so much. When the Immortal in the Mist talked about Jiang Ningxue's injury, he lifted Jiang Ningxue's body and sat down cross-legged to heal Jiang Ningxue's injuries with his own internal strength.
"Boy, don't mess around. The internal strength you practice is different from that of this girl. If you want to use internal strength to heal her, I'm afraid it will make things worse." The voice of the Fairy in the Mist came from the halo next to Gu Xiao.
Hearing this, Gu Xiao stopped thinking about using his kung fu to heal Jiang Ningxue, and asked guiltily and eagerly: "What should we do? We can't just watch Miss Jiang go on like this."
"This little girl is practicing cold air techniques. The coldest air in the world is ice and snow. Well...fortunately it is winter. You try to lay her flat in the snow and let her first Absorb the cold air from heaven and earth, and let the other old men come up with a solution."
The Immortal in the Mist looked at the anxious look of the young man in green shirt and thought that this beautiful woman was his sweetheart. Since she had made an agreement with him, she would just do the favor to the end, lest he turn his back and refuse to admit it after he had finished his work. So he asked Gu Xiao to lay Jiang Ningxue flat in the snow ahead.
Gu Xiao followed the method of the Immortal in the Mist, picked up Jiang Ningxue, found a slightly flat place in the corridor, carefully put her down, and then asked: "Senior, then..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw that the Immortal in the Mist, who had transformed into a halo, once again condensed into an illusory human form. However, it was several times weaker than when a few people entered the battle just now, and the Immortal in the Mist looked slightly tired. The voice reached Gu Xiao's ears at the same time: "Boy, I will save your sweetheart, but you must remember our agreement. If you dare to go back on it, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Seeing that the Immortal in the Mist had misunderstood, Gu Xiao did not open his mouth to argue. He only wanted to save people, so he cupped his fists towards the Immortal in the Mist and said, "Senior, don't worry, I will keep my promise."
The Immortal in the Mist looked at the young man, and seeing his sincere expression, he thought that he would not see the wrong person, so he immediately stopped speaking. Only the Immortal in the Mist could be seen raising his hand slightly in the illusory figure. Time in the corridor seemed to have stagnated, and even The snowflakes that had just been flying were stagnant in the air. Just when Gu Xiao wanted to reach out and touch them, the snowflakes that were about to become stagnant were instantly attracted by the fingers of the Fairy in the Mist, and they spun away one after another.
As the snowflakes accumulated more and more, a huge snow ball was formed. The Fairy in the Mist looked like it was almost done. With a low drink from Xuying's mouth, the huge snow ball instantly turned into snow water and flowed to the ground, leaving only the fingertips of the Fairy in the Mist. The cold air gathered in the falling snow.
Feeling the cold air becoming clearer, the figure of the Immortal in the Mist also faded a bit. Gu Xiao frowned and watched, only to see the cold air condensed on the fingertips of the Immortal in the Mist coming out of his fingertips and heading straight towards Jiang Ningxue. .
As the cold air approaches, Jiang Ningxue's Cold Jade Art seems to be echoing the cold air. Unconsciously, it emits strands of cold air on its own, slowly touching the cold air condensed on the fingertips of the Immortal in the Mist, and then blends into each other. Visible to the naked eye, the cold air flowed slowly into Jiang Ningxue's body like a river flowing into the sea.
As this cold air entered the body, Jiang Ningxue frowned slightly, as if she wanted to wake up. She looked at the fairy in the mist again. After the cold air came out from her fingertips, her entire illusory figure looked like a person whose blood had been drained. Visible to the naked eye, it quickly faded. In just a moment, the figure was as light as transparent. After turning into a ball of mist, it condensed into a halo again.
"Okay, I will use my own cultivation to heal your sweetheart's injuries. It won't take long before she wakes up." The fairy in the mist spoke weakly, just like the illusory figure she had just moments ago.
Hearing this, Gu Xiao got close and used his inner strength to investigate. As the Immortal in the Mist said, Jiang Ningxue's chaotic inner breath had gradually stabilized. Only then did Gu Xiao feel relieved and turned to look at Yuwen Tuo and the others. Seeing that the two of them were still meditating and adjusting their breath, they safely guarded the corridor and waited for everyone to finish adjusting their breath.
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The battle in the corridor caused the celestial image to attract the attention of several people who were on their way in the mountains behind Hejiabao.
In the forest behind the He family, the wild wolves that were eating carcasses suddenly raised their heads at the same time and looked into the forest. There was a trace of alertness in the wolf eyes. As there was a slow sound of footsteps in the forest, a man in black and masked face appeared. The man walked slowly out of the forest.
The person who came was the mysterious person who had been instructed by He Zhidao. Although he walked slowly, this person seemed to be very familiar with the back hill of the He family. His face was covered and only his eyes were exposed, but the indifference in his eyes made the whole body feel uncomfortable. No creature dared to come close. After walking for a while in the back mountain, I followed the trail to the place where the He family priests and guardians first encountered ligers, and looked at the devoured corpses of the He family priests and guardians. , the man in black slowly raised his eyes and looked at the beasts with low roars coming from their throats.
With just one glance, the ferocity in the eyes of the wolves disappeared instantly, and turned into fear. As a larger alpha wolf looked back and growled, the wolves quickly retreated away, leaving only the man in black. In the forest.
He withdrew his gaze and glanced at the corpses. The man in black paid no attention to the corpses enshrined and guarded by the He family. Just as he was about to move on, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a fighting spirit rising into the sky from a place in the mountain. Under the celestial statue , making the man in black feel his whole body trembling, but there was no wave in his emotionless eyes, and he silently changed direction and walked towards the mountain where the celestial image emanated.
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He Zhidao, who was also on his way, was far less familiar with the terrain of the back mountain than the man in black. He had been walking in the back mountain for too long. Now the direction of this matter was no longer in his plan, so he could only try to control the heart-wrenching feeling in his body. Feeling the pain, I sighed secretly and hurried on.
Originally, in his plan, with the skills of the four young men, even if he could not subdue the liger, as long as he consumed the liger and let the corpse puppet take action, he would be able to capture it easily.
Once the liger is in hand, take advantage of the situation to capture the green-shirted young man and torture him for a while, maybe he will get something unexpected.
Unexpectedly, the adopted son that he had been wary of all along would be in trouble at this critical moment. He first used a plan to draw Ji'er away from him, and then conspired with Na Jin Buyi to take this opportunity to attack him.
Thinking of this, He Zhidao couldn't help but regret. Back then, he was still a little soft-hearted and spared He Kui's life for the life-saving grace of the Miaozhuang people. He didn't expect to leave such a hidden danger for his father and son.
He laughed at himself and said that his adopted son was also very patient and had endured it until now. He knew that when he fought with Feng Lian Dao in Fengjiabao, his heart and lungs were injured by Feng Lian Dao's mysterious technique. Over the years, he had to use his own His unique technique suppressed internal injuries, causing his appearance and body shape to change drastically, from a man in his prime to an octogenarian.
Today, Qi Yun had revealed his true colors in Hejiabao. He thought that Qi Yun couldn't stay any longer. Even if he risked his own life, he still had to complete the tasks assigned by his master.
When He Zhidao thought of this, he couldn't help but move a little faster. He asked the corpse puppet to go to help. With it, Ji'er would be fine. It was only the mysterious swordsman who appeared to disrupt the situation. Otherwise, even if He Kui and Jin Buyi used These tricks have already died in their own hands.
Thinking of the mysterious swordsman, He Zhidao's heart trembled. He could easily break the golden bell and red tassel spear in his hand. His internal strength was unfathomable. Looking at his figure and dress, he didn't look like someone from Qi Yun's martial arts world. I wonder who he is. Who can only wait until now to ask the Double Ninth Festival pen carefully. In Hejiabao, he was attracted by the roar of the liger and went to the back mountain of Hejiabao. He had to abandon He Kui and Jin The two of them chased after him, but after so long, they never caught up with the mysterious swordsman.
The worry in his heart became more intense. With the martial arts revealed by the mysterious swordsman in Hejiabao, if he became interested in the liger beast, the secrets he had worked so hard to hide over the years would be burned to the ground.
After many years of planning, we must not give up because of the appearance of this mysterious swordsman. Thinking of this, He Zhidao's eyes showed determination, and he was about to speed up his search. He also saw a vision in the sky in the direction of the Eighth Formation of Shimen. He couldn't hide his excitement and said to himself : "Finally, after all these years, I can finally see what this beast looks like."
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood in his chest made He Zhidao stagnate, and he almost fell into the snow in the forest. Suspended, He Zhidao stood with his gun in his hand. After breathing for a few times, he opened his mouth and spat out a black breath. Blood.
"It seems that if that skill is as Chongyangbi said, it will be difficult for gods to save it." He Zhidao muttered to himself, leaning on the spear in his hand.
Thinking of his master's great cause, He Zhidao raised his head suddenly, determination appeared in his eyes, he thrust the spear in his hand into the ground, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, He Zhidao stretched out his hand and made a fist, then took out his thumb and pointed it towards his chest and heart. Press hard on the acupoints....
After a stick of incense, as He Zhidao opened his eyes again, the previous decadence had faded, and the light in his eyes shone...
Some people died, but not completely...
