When Gao Zhuli and Chen Hongjing arrived at the foot of Qiu Sumen Mountain and were about to go up the mountain, they happened to bump into someone, and that person was Shen Yingchun.
This is not the point. The point is that Shen Yingchun is holding a basket in his hand.
Seeing the two of them looking at her in surprise, Shen Yingchun explained: "You came at the right time. There are more people and more power. With the two of you, the chance of me being beaten is much less. Let's go."
Gao Zhuli and Chen Hongjing looked at each other and sighed. Sure enough, they were still a step too late.
It turned out that not long ago, Fan Xiaoxi and his party went up the mountain to the gate of Qiu Sumen, and Gan Muyu was already confronting Sun Xingming.
When Sun Xingming saw Fan Xiaoxi and his entourage, he mocked: "Master Fan, you guys in the Licorice Hall are like scumbags, entangled. I don't know how many times you want me to say this, Master Fan?"
Fan Xiaoxi smiled and said: "I don't know who the dog is. A dog can't spit out ivory. It's people like you. Are you ashamed? Don't be ashamed. I feel it for you Qiu Sumen." Ashamed."
Sun Xingming didn't seem to care about Fan Xiaoxi's insults to him, and said with a smile: "That's good."
Sun Xingming's expression changed, he pointed at Fan Xiaoxi and his group and roared: "Give back the lives of our sect leader and senior brother! Give them back! After they are returned, I can do whatever you want!"
The eldest brother refers to Hong Zhishun, and the sect master naturally refers to Hong Zhishun's father, Hong Zekong.
Fan Xiaoxi sighed and said seriously: "No one wants this to happen. What's more, it was Senior Brother Hong Zhishun's own mistake, and he deserved the punishment he received. If we hadn't stopped him at that time, Then do you have any reason to criticize our Licorice Hall?"
If you make a mistake, you must correct it. You cannot make the same mistake again and again. If Gu Tianhai had allowed Hong Zhishun to leave before his eyes and go astray at that time, Hong Zekong would have come over in person and scolded Licorice Hall for not keeping a good watch on Hong Zhishun.
However, although Hong Zekong was saddened by Hong Zhishun's death, he did not come to trouble Licorice Hall.
In public, both parties may know that this is the path Hong Zhishun has chosen, and no one can interfere at all. The most important thing is to find out who is behind the scenes.
In private, Qiu Sumen can go to trouble Licorice Hall, because the person who died was the son of the sect leader and the future sect leader of the entire Qiu Sumen. However, he was still suppressed by Hong Zekong, who did not allow any disciple of the Qiu Sumen to cause trouble in the Licorice Hall.
Sun Xingming continued to yell: "Senior brother should never have gone to that shitty Licorice Hall of yours. Even if it costs the lives of everyone in your Licorice Hall, it's not as good as the lives of our sect leader and senior brother."
With a "bang", the door of Qiu Sumen opened, and a large group of people with swords surrounded Fan Xiaoxi and others.
A disciple pointed his sword at Fan Xiaoxi and said: "Senior brother Xing Ming, why are you talking so much nonsense to them? Since they came to the door on their own, then don't even think about going back. Today, we will make them pay with blood! Brothers, do you think so?"
"yes!"
"Blood debts are paid with blood, blood debts are paid with blood!"
Fan Xiaoxi said to everyone in his heart: "This group of people are emotionally unstable now and will not listen to anything they say. I will open the way with Yueting later. As long as there is a chance, you two will run far away."
"That's enough! Everyone, please stand down." A voice came from behind Sun Xingming, and the whole place immediately fell silent.
The current sect leader of Qiu Sumen is Zheng Cexiao.
"You don't understand people, do you? Everyone, get back!" Zheng Cexiao roared again, and everyone reluctantly retreated behind Zheng Cexiao.
Zheng Cexiao glanced at Sun Xingming and snorted angrily: "What does it look like?" Then he turned around and looked at Fan Xiaoxi and the others.
"I roughly understand the purpose of your coming here. I'm sorry, whether you are in the capacity of Licorice Hall or the young master of the Fan family, our Qiu Sumen does not have the Ai Ling Jing Cao you requested. Zheng Cexiao waved his hand and said.
Fan Xiaoxi took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "Since you said so, Master Zheng, we will leave first. Excuse me."
"Wait, who said you can leave?" Zheng Cexiao said.
The group of disciples made a "swipe" sound and the swords were unsheathed again.
Fan Xiaoxi deliberately patted the dust on his body and said, "Oh? The business can't be done. Does Zheng Sect Master still want to force us to stay?"
"Hand her over as you please." Zheng Cexiao pointed at Gan Muyu and said.
"I said no." Lian Yueting took a step forward and released a burst of true energy towards Zheng Cexiao. As a result, Zheng Cexiao waved his sleeves, and the energy bounced back to Lian Yueting, who took several steps back.
"Young man, don't be so impulsive. It's not that I want her to stay. It's her." Zheng Cexiao stepped aside, and the disciples behind him also followed the sect master and made way out of the middle.
A girl in white clothes walked out slowly. She was the goddaughter of the previous sect leader and Hong Zhishun's godsister. Hong Jingjie.
Hong Jingjie went to Licorice Hall many times and had a very good relationship with Gan Muyu. At that time, everyone thought that Qiu Sumen and Licorice Hall could be on good terms forever and support each other. After Hong Zhishun and Hong Zekong died one after another, Hong Jingjie ignored worldly affairs and found a place in the sect to practice in seclusion alone.
Therefore, Zheng Cexiao became the next sect leader of Qiu Sumen.
"Long time no see, Mu Yu." Hong Jingjie said with a smile.
"Long time no see, Jingjie." Gan Muyu said with a smile.
"Guys, why don't you give us some time and let's chat alone." Hong Jingjie looked at Fan Xiaoxi and the others with a smile.
Gao Zhuli looked at Fan Xiaoxi in surprise and said slowly: "You just want them to be alone like this?"
"Ah, otherwise. A large group of people are surrounding us, what else can we do. Anyway, Mu Yu came here probably to find her. So we just wait here for them to finish talking." Fan Xiaoxi said.
"Fat man, I always feel something is wrong, but I can't tell what is wrong." Chen Hongjing said in his heart, what exactly is wrong.
"It's not good, it's killing people, it's not good." A woodcutter ran out, holding a disciple of Qiu Sumen tightly with both hands, and said tremblingly: "It's not good, a girl was killed. The girl in white was killed by another girl.”
Isn't the girl in white clothes Hong Jingjie?
Lian Yueting and Sun Xingming flew towards the place where they were alone just now.
Fan Xiaoxi cupped his hands and said, "Master Zheng, we all know what level Senior Sister Hong Jingjie is, and we will definitely give you an explanation."
"Okay, I still trust your Licorice Hall on this point. Some disciples quickly followed to see what happened." Zheng Cexiao said.
Fan Xiaoxi said from the bottom of his heart to Shen Yingchun and Gao Zhuli: "I'll catch up and see what's going on. Then you just do what I told you just now."
Shen Yingchun and Gao Zhuli nodded at the same time.
Half of the disciples of Qiu Sumen held Fan Xiaoxi hostage and ran in that direction, while the other half of the disciples surrounded Gao Zhuli and the others.
Chen Hongjing looked towards the direction they set out. Something was wrong, something was really wrong. Whether it was the Ai Ling Jing Cao being burned or Hong Zhishun suddenly burning down the Wuchen Pavilion, something was wrong. Fatty and the others must have noticed it, but they couldn't explain it clearly.
Fan Xiaoxi and others came to the place where the two were alone and saw Sun Xingming instilling Qi into Hong Jingjie. Hong Jingjie had a serious sword wound on her body, and a small pool of blood formed on the ground. Lian Yueting was also surrounded by other disciples with swords.
Lian Yueting shook his head and said from the bottom of his heart: "Look at that swordsmanship, it is indeed the swordsmanship of our Licorice Hall. Moreover, Mu Yu has disappeared, and there is a little trace of her blood on the ground."
Fan Xiaoxi nodded. Hong Jingjie was not dead, but she was seriously injured.
"Fan Xiaoxi, what else can you say to Licorice Hall this time?" Sun Xingming's eyes were red, as if he could cut Fan Xiaoxi into pieces in the next second.
Fan Xiaoxi didn't say anything. For this emotionally unstable person, he wouldn't be able to listen to any more words he said, and would only make him angrier.
There was no other choice but to proceed as planned. Fan Xiaoxi took out something similar to a fire fold from his clothes and lit it.
With a "swish" sound, a bunch of fireworks shot into the air.
Gao Zhuli and Shen Yingchun looked at the sky, the situation was not optimistic. Gao Zhuli kicked lightly, jumped out of the crowd, and hit Zheng Cexiao.
Shen Yingchun picked up Chen Hongjing with her left hand, grabbed the water tank with her right hand, jumped out of the crowd, and flew down the mountain.
Zheng Cexiao waved his sleeves and slapped Gao Zhuli back to his original position. Countless swords were placed on Gao Zhuli's neck.
"Someone has escaped. Chase him quickly." A disciple shouted loudly.
"No need to chase, aren't three hostages enough? What's more, Lian Yueting is the favorite disciple of Li Zhilan, the leader of Licorice Hall. Press him in first." Zheng Cexiao said with a smile.
"It seems that Sect Master Zheng is not afraid of us escaping." Gao Zhuli said with a smile.
"Run? Can running solve the problem? The young master of the Fan family shouldn't be that stupid. Otherwise, he wouldn't just let a person from Liuchun Pavilion escape and leave you here. Okay, I will give you such a chance to track down the real person. Fierce, capture Gan Muyu. Otherwise, the lives of the three of you will be used to sacrifice the lives of the three of us from the Qiu Sumen." Zheng Cexiao turned around and went back.
Shen Yingchun carried Chen Hongjing and Zi Jinqing and flew to the Qiu Sumen Mountain Gate before letting Chen Hongjing down.
Chen Hongjing said calmly: "Senior Sister Yingchun, go back to Liuchun Pavilion first. Then write a letter to Mrs. Tang Turing and wait for them to come back before taking action."
Shen Yingchun was shocked and asked: "Why do you think exactly the same as Shi Fantuan? Forget it, let's not talk about it. According to what you two said, let's go back to Liuchun Pavilion first."
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In Yougui Town, Zhong Heling was forging weapons in his workshop when a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Your craftsmanship must be at a forging level above the ninth level." Aqiang leaned against the door and said with a yawn.
Zhong Heling said: "How can you be so powerful? Even if you have such powerful technology, you don't have such powerful materials. According to your request, your sword is ready." Zhong Heling walked aside and threw the sword into A Qiang's hand. superior.
Aqiang's fingers scratched from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and a trace of blood appeared on Aqiang's fingers. Aqiang nodded and said, "Wow, what a sword, worthy of me."
Zhong Heling glanced at Aqiang, nodded, and said, "Well, it's true that a good sword matches a bad one, a perfect match."
Aqiang rolled his eyes at Zhong Heling, "Sword, cheap." He can still tell the difference. But for the sake of helping him forge his sword, I don't have the same experience as him.
"Back to business, the old man asked us whether we plan to go to the fairyland or to the mountains and seas?" Aqiang said.
Probably no one would have thought that among the top ten people on the list of gods, those four sword cultivators would occupy four places.
Aqiang couldn't understand why the swordsman who had the strength to kill the four ferocious beasts with the saints died, and four of them died one after another. The sword cultivator should have underestimated them, he should be a swordsman.
"Which old man? There are so many old men in the literary world, which one are you talking about? All of them are almost dead. If you don't learn like me, how happy it would be to be reincarnated and regain your memories," Zhong Heling said.
The literary world is also the collective name for the four realms.
Aqiang said with a smile: "The literary saint who never catches fish."
Jiang Taigong is fishing, and those who wish will take the bait. Those who are unwilling will naturally not take the bait. He was also the old man who proposed the creation of the God List.
"Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Jiang Wensheng. Okay, you go back now and tell him that we are going to the realm of mountains and seas. I will wait for you in front of Mr. Chen Daoyuan's house." Zhong Heling said.
Aqiang nodded and disappeared instantly.
Zhong Heling looked at the sword he had just forged. The red and yellow blade looked so beautiful. The decision has been made. As for the knife, I call it congratulations. As for the sword, it is called getting rich. Gong Xi Fa Cai is a word that my younger brother likes to say the most.
The purpose of the two people's trip was to hunt exotic beasts and forge better weapons. After all, the higher-ups were already ready to move, and everyone in the literary world felt that it was too slow to make preparations at this time. Some saints have deduced that within a hundred years, there will be great chaos in the six realms.
As for how big the chaos is and what kind of chaos it is, you will know how serious it is if you look at the saint's deduction that he vomited blood and fainted.
Zhong Heling was sitting on the stone bench in front of Mr. Chen Daoyuan's house. He still remembered that when he was a child, before he could regain his memory, his parents also gave Chen Daoyuan the bacon they had cured at home, and the old man gave him sweet cakes made by himself. for myself.
I also played with Chen Hongjing, and everything happened as if it was yesterday. But now, Xiaofan was taken to Lingxian Mountain by Wu Linghou to practice, and Chen Hongjing should have learned a lot in Ganshu City.
"It's done, let's go." Aqiang fell directly from the sky. He looked at the fence and saw that the fairy birds inside were missing.
Zhong Heling said with a smile: "Don't look, I know what you are thinking. Those three children have eaten all those chickens."
"What! All eaten? My three eldest brothers really didn't leave any delicious food for the younger ones. They were so angry." Aqiang said, stamping his feet.
Zhong Heling ignored this bitch. He held a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He took a deep breath and roared angrily.
The sword slowly moved closer to the center, drawing fireworks in the air. The harsh sound reached the ears of the two of them, as if Zhong Heling was chopping a huge stone.
Suddenly, a dark purple void slowly appeared and gradually grew larger.
An oval void passage appeared in front of the two people. This was the passage leading to the realm of mountains and seas.
"Let's go." Zhong Heling put away the congratulations and fortune and said slowly.
"Okay. It's a great honor for me to set off with one of the Four Great Sword Immortals." Aqiang said with a smile.
Zhong Heling ignored this bitch and walked in front alone, with Aqiang following closely behind. The two figures disappeared into the void, and the void passage was immediately closed.
On the other side, all cultivators with a certain level of combat power in Jiuzhou, whether they are sword cultivators, warriors, or Qi practitioners, have received news from the literary world. No matter how serious and tense the matters at hand are, they should all put them down. Go to the literary world for a while.
Great chaos is coming, and heaven will send great responsibilities to the people of Sri Lanka.
