Looking back for a moment, I was shocked to see that Yu Qingchen's fragrant shoulders were stained red. The scimitar on the chain was embedded in the lute's bone, while the other end was held in Xue Langjun's hand.
Su He dodges quickly and saves the person before Yu Qingchen falls to the ground.
Immediately he swung his sword to cut the chain, Xue Langjun immediately raised his hand, and the chain scimitar turned to its side.
He turned around and headed straight for Mingyi.
Ming Yi wanted to step forward to save others, but when he encountered the sudden chain scimitar, he quickly rolled backwards to avoid it.
As soon as he settled down, he stabbed Xue Langjun with his sword. In an instant, the sword's light suddenly reached the nine-digit mark. There were five inches between each stroke, and they were all aimed at the seven-inch anaconda.
Seeing that Ming Yi had seen through the key point, the Bloody Man raised his palm to hold the long sword and kill him continuously. He then urged the anaconda to open its mouth and spit out several rows of flying knives.
Ming Yi was unable to force him to kill him, so he had no choice but to return his sword to defend himself. The long sword clanked and snatched away most of the flying knives. After avoiding the three incoming swords, he took the opportunity to raise his body and turn his palms to attack Xue Langjun.
Su He stopped the bleeding for Yu Qingchen, took him to the shore, and found a big tree to sit against.
Then he took out the elixir from his sleeve, poured one pill and handed it to Yu Qingchen.
There are some things that a grown man like him would never do too carefully.
He said, "You rest here while I go to help Brother Mingyi."
Yan Qingchen looked at the elixir in his palm, his cheeks turned red immediately, he picked up the elixir, turned away from his face and covered his sleeves to take it.
Fang turned back and said, "Be careful, his scimitar is not an ordinary thing."
She didn't dare to say more for fear of revealing her true feelings.
"Um."
Su He nodded in agreement and turned around to fight with Ming Yi.
But Yu Qingchen waved and reluctantly accepted the Four Elephant Pipa.
He leaned against the tree, looked at the wound, and let out a sigh.
Although there were pills to help her, half of her body was still numb. I have all the energy in my body, but I can't use it at the moment.
Looking at the increasingly anxious fight, I just hope that the two of them are okay.
I looked at the boiling lake water again, and became even more worried about the lack of tears under the water.
Xue Qingchen was worried and anxious, but Xue Langjun was also anxious.
He wanted to end the war quickly so he could take his tonic. As for supplements, naturally the fresher the better.
It's too late, what if this is really dead? That effect must be discounted.
Therefore, he is also anxious.
Suhe and Mingyi were both anxious, the only difference was that one was anxious to kill, while two or three were anxious to save others.
Unfortunately, the opponent is difficult to deal with.
Xue Langjun is capable of extraordinary things, but he can't get out of the lake, so he rides an anaconda to get ten feet away from the shore.
Too much, and he will be counterattacked by the ban imposed by Bu Feng.
Suhe wanted to fight quickly many times, but Mingyi stopped him. Because, no tears are still in the lake. I was in a hurry, worried that the bloody man would be destroyed.
This is something they can't afford to bet on, as for being sunk into the water by Xue Langjun. There is still room for maneuver in matters of life.
The reason why immortals are called immortals is that they have their own extraordinary qualities.
Even though the other party is still young.
It is true that after Wu Tear sank to the bottom of the water, his breathing began to automatically enter a dormant state. And there was always a red light lingering around him.
It forms an opaque ball and wraps the person in it.
If he were a mortal, he would probably be at the Naihe Bridge at this moment.
During this fight, time flew by like the sun and the moon.
In a blink of an eye, it’s the day when the ceremony begins. However, the protagonist never showed up.
Not to mention the protagonist, even the master, Jia Bu Feng, did not show up. Including some people who are more afraid of Qi Shengjun, and Baili Suhe, who is in the limelight.
None showed up.
Suddenly, some of the guests couldn't sit still. He caught the Wusheng disciple and lifted him three feet off the ground.
He roared with overwhelming force: "Tell me, where is old man Bu Feng hiding? He is still here. Do you want the Wu Sheng Sect to have the Human Emperor Stone all to yourself?"
What he said is interesting to ask.
Let me ask, there is only one Human Emperor Stone. How is it exclusive to Wushengmen?
But the fact is that people's hearts cannot be provoked. Someone has a head, and once they have it, they forget that they still have a head.
Immediately, many people came and surrounded the disciple. Throw it on the ground. You kick me and I step on the disciple directly.
There were quite a few people watching, but they all pretended not to know. Zhang San took hold of Wang Wu, and Li Si took hold of Wang Er and had a very affectionate chat.
Even if the disciples of the Wusheng Sect outside the hall sang loudly to welcome Master Chunqiu Hanmo, those people had no intention of restraining themselves.
Qiu Shui Wuhen stepped over the threshold and frowned at this scene.
Seeing this, the poem's heartbroken heart suddenly poured into his feet.
The next moment, those who were making trouble and beating him were seen falling to the ground and vomiting blood. The disciple who was beaten, bruised and swollen was revealed.
For a moment, the hall was eerily quiet.
Zui Wuxin stepped forward to help the disciple up and said, "Little brother, are you okay?"
"Thank you, Immortal, I'm... fine." Even so, he couldn't deceive everyone because of his suppressed gasp due to pain.
"Where's your head?" Zu Wuxin looked around the hall. How could he not come out to preside over such an important day?
There are no other stewards of the Wusheng Sect. Is there something wrong with the Wusheng Sect?
Having said that, his eyes turned back to Shi Changchang and Qiu Shui Wuhen.
Just as Qiu Shui Wuhen was about to speak, he heard someone singing from behind: Yuhun Sect, the leader has arrived.
Qiu Shui Wuhen heard this and turned around to greet Xing Yanzong. After the ceremony, walk on the rock and give way humbly, allowing the autumn water to advance without a trace.
Then he said: "Xing thought he was the first, but he didn't expect Brother Qiu Shui to be there earlier."
"No, I'm not the first person. I just caught up with a good show. Brother, do you want to be the judge?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the disciple who was beaten led the two of them to sit down.
What a coincidence, Chunqiu Hanmo's seat is adjacent to Yuhunmen. Looking again, sitting opposite were Du Qianshou from the Poison Sect and Diao Xisou from the Medical Sect.
Of these two sects, one is the master of the dragon, but the other is just playing with flowers and plants all day long. This time, it was all done by my disciples.
Speaking of which, there is no separation between medicine and poison. It's wonderful that the two families are next to each other.
Xing Yanzong took the hot tea from Wushengmen, opened the lid of the cup and gently exhaled, "Oh?"
Qiu Shui Wuhen called the beaten disciple over and told him not to be nervous and to just answer whatever he asked.
Xing Yanzong glanced at Qiu Shui Wuhen, then took a sip of tea and asked his disciple, "What's your name?"
The disciple was a little nervous and secretly glanced at Qiu Shui Wuhen and saw him nodding.
Then he said: "Mu Yan."
"Why are you disciples the only ones here? Why doesn't Brother Bu Feng come out?"
Just as Mu Yan was about to answer, Du Qianshou took over the topic: "Don't you know that the leader of this industry doesn't know about it? I don't want to be the leader. Nowadays, I am very busy."
Xing Yanzong frowned, then said with a smile: "Oh? How do you interpret this?"
After sweeping through the crowds in the hall and outside the hall, Du Qianshou immediately pulled out a trace of sarcasm from the corner of his mouth and said: "Everyone in the hall, which one of you didn't come from thousands of miles to say something?
However, who can see that there is no great leader?
Ask this kid, he actually ran away with the child, I am looking for this kind of words to deceive everyone.
Do you think he should be beaten? Then he said to Diao Xisou: "Old ghost, do you think so?" "
Diao Xisou ignored him and drank tea by himself.
Du Qianshou was bored, so he picked up the tea on the table to relieve his embarrassment.
When Mu Yan heard this, he immediately raised his head and retorted: "No, I didn't lie.
Chief, Chief..."
"Huh? No, why don't you continue talking? Say it and let everyone listen." Du Qianshou's eyes were fierce and aggressive.
He originally went to hunt criminals with Hu Xihe, but he was called back halfway by this incident.
Even if there was no hope of seizing the Human Emperor Stone, he was still left here with his stomach full of tea.
It's infuriating just thinking about it.
"I……"
"What am I? I don't have that much patience. Do you ask them if they do?"
"That's right, although we are not a big sect, we are all guests. You don't have a sect with a big business, so you can't look down on others, right?"
"You're right, a small temple is also a temple. When you come, the general comes out and talks.
No matter how bad we are, we still come with sincerity. Now you, the young master, can’t see the young master, and the master can’t see the master.
Do you look down on everyone for being so quiet, or...hum, what's so shameful about being afraid of being discovered by everyone? "
"Shut up, you...you...you are spewing nonsense. I...I..." Mu Yan rushed forward, trying to defend himself. However, because of fear, he was too nervous to speak.
This made those people clamor even more, and some even started shouting and killing, and all kinds of dirty words were unbearable.
Xing Yanzong quickly put the lid on the cup, and with a clang, those who were shouting immediately changed their expressions and returned to their original positions tremblingly.
He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Mu Yan, tell me."
Mu Yan gratefully bowed to Xing Yanzheng, Qiu Shui Wuhen and others, and then boldly said: "Young Master is playful and ran into the Forbidden Mountain this morning.
The leader...the leader and master all went to find the young master. I'll be back soon after I find him. He won't keep the immortal waiting for too long. "
After that, he quietly raised his eyes and looked at everyone.
A trace of cold sweat ran down my back, penetrating my muscles and bones. He was clearly in a state of panic, but he forced himself to pretend to be calm.
He did everything the leader said. But if the leader doesn't show up again, he really doesn't know what to do.
Xing Yanzong suddenly fell silent and asked Mu Yan: "Is this the Forbidden Mountain that suppresses Lord Xue Lang?"
When Mu Yan heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly: "Exactly, do you know, Master Xing?"
"Yeah." Xing Yanzong picked up the hem of his clothes and arranged them slightly. Then he looked at Qiu Shui Wuhen and said, "Not only does Xing know it, but the head of Qiu Shui also knows it."
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something. He looked at the crowd with a bit of surprise and said, "Back then, I was in charge of the Seven Heavens Blood Lord, and everyone in the world knew about it.
Why don’t people understand today? "
Qiu Shui Wuhen picked up the tea cup, opened it slightly, smelled the fragrance, and said cooperatively: "Maybe everyone was so happy when they learned that Brother Bu Feng had a son, that they forgot about it."
He glanced at Du Qianshou and said, "I don't know, am I right?"
Du Qianshou was immediately ashamed and ashamed. He had already asked all the relatives and friends of Qiu Shui Wuhen and Xing Yanzong.
But he had to swallow this mouthful of blood.
Although he is basically in charge of both inside and outside the poisonous sect, if others don’t know about it, how can he be unaware of it?
It's just in the middle, not enough for outsiders to understand.
Immediately, he suddenly understood. He stood up and apologized to Mu Yan, saying, "I was negligent. I offended you a lot just now."
Mu Yan was a little frightened by him, and stiffly pulled out a little arc: "No... no need, Mu Yan... I don't think an immortal is like this."
However, he had been feeling like a gourd with his heartbroken poems, and suddenly he spoke: "It's worth it. If you don't believe me, let the Poison Immortal Chang speak for himself."
"..." Mu Yan turned around with a slight trembling, "Master Immortal, you..."
Du Qianshou put his hands in his sleeves and clenched them instantly. Li Yan closed it and opened it again.
He Li disappeared and said with a big laugh: "Hahaha, yes, you deserve it." One day, I will definitely kill you. Also, you...the poem is heartbreaking.
The poem is heartbroken, the eyebrows and eyes are still, and the eyes continue to look at the nose and heart.
Mu Yan replied dryly: "Immortal, it's serious."
After saying that, I felt like my strength had been drained away. From the corner of his eye, he quietly glanced at the door of the main hall. Master, head... If you don't come back, I, I...
Just as I was looking forward to it, the master and the master didn't wait, but someone unexpected came.
I was immediately overjoyed and hurried out of the palace to greet him.
Just as he was about to speak, someone stopped Mu Yan. Lead the crowd inside and stop at Poison Thousand Hands.
He put his hands behind his hands and looked sideways: "What should I do if I enter the sect without invitation?"
Mu Yan swallowed and took a long time to speak.
"If you break into the sect without permission, you will be killed."
Suddenly, the whole hall was filled with dead silence...
