The phrase "it's you" means that the identity of the visitor is not unfamiliar.
Even a little surprising.
At least if the other party hadn't taken the initiative to show up, Suhe never thought they would see each other again.
Immediately, he held the sword flower in his arms and carried it behind his back.
Said: "Purpose."
Chang Wichang has no expression, he is still the same person who never buys anyone he meets.
Even in the face of Su He's invisible hostility, this is still the case.
He slowly walked out of the darkness and said, "I'm here to give you a piece of advice."
"What's the meaning?"
"Don't think that you can rest easy just by repelling these two people. Your little intimidation has no effect on them. They will not give up all their actions just because of your ability today."
"Why are you telling me this?" You weren't sent by him to kill me? When will you be merciful?
Chang Wuchang's eyes slightly raised, neither sad nor happy, nor could he see the bottom. There is no absorbing light, nor is it a dim death.
Just a glance at him made people feel inexplicably oppressive.
Said: "I am just following orders and don't ask anything else. If you want to understand it, you will realize it by yourself. If you can't figure it out? Don't involve me."
After that, he disappeared without a trace.
Suhe watched him disappear, saying in his heart that he didn't care was a lie. But he really didn't know what Baili Xiaojing had planned. What did this couple want to do, one wanted to kill and the other wanted to protect? .
He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, but still had no clue. Update without error@
Then I took out the envelope and checked it. There was no signature on the letter, only a few strokes. The general idea was to ask him to be careful about Chen Liu. Fuling Pavilion had recently added many new faces.
Seeing this, he probably knew who wrote the letter.
Holding it in the palm of his hand, the letter was shattered into powder.
He raised his eyes to the sky. It would be bright in a little while. It is not safe to go to Canfu at this time, but if not go to Canfu, where should we go?
And after one day, there will be one less time left for King Yong and everyone.
One day less is one step away from life and one step closer to death.
Suddenly, he thought of the strange face mentioned in the letter.
Forget it, let him see what kind of monsters they are.
Thinking about this, he disappeared.
On the other side, Bei Tianming took Zhong with him and would not run away. He was afraid that Suhe would chase him and kill them all, so he hid all the way.
But Zhong Huihui's face said everything. They couldn't keep running around like this, otherwise no one would be able to save their lives.
Zhong Hui woke up from the pain in a daze, and the heartbreaking pain made him desperately want to shout out and scream.
But the reality is that his energy has long been exhausted. Even speaking, it was even more feeble.
If Bei Tianming didn't get closer, he wouldn't know what he was talking about.
The bloodless lips looked a bit lifeless.
Bei Tianming thought that the injury was serious, but he never thought that Su He would be so cruel. This palm almost killed Zhong Hui. If it weren't for his deep foundation, this palm would have killed him on the spot.
Looking at Zhong Hui's painful expression, he hurriedly put the person down on a flat ground, and then used his true energy to stabilize his heart and heal his injuries.
However, this injury is like a scourge. No matter how much true energy is absorbed, it will not help.
However, with his true energy to make up for it, Zhong Hui Speak finally gained some strength.
He stopped Bei Tianming's actions and said tiredly: "I can't run anymore."
You need to find a place for me to cultivate as soon as possible, the sooner the better.
Bei Tianming took back his true energy, helped him sit up, and said: "I know your intention, but if you do this, we will lose our previous advantage, and the woman will become even more difficult to control."
Zhong Hui turned his head and coughed out a mouthful of blood. He leaned weakly in his arms, his eyes were like quenching poison, and he smiled bitterly and said sarcastically: "Baili Suhe's situation has far exceeded your expectations. Although Madam wants us to deal with this child. But it is absolutely impossible for Madam to openly start a war. If it is impossible, Madam will no longer help you and me.
And she urgently needs results. If you and I fail to do things well, go back...heh, it's better to die here. "
"Have you thought about it all?"
"Oh, is it useful to think about it? We all know what Xu Shui Ling is like, and we knew it clearly with her back then. This.
You can seek all the glory and wealth in your life, but don't even think about trust.
That bitch only believes in herself, not us.
Cough...cough cough..."
Bei Tianming asked worriedly: "How are you?"
Zhong Hui shook his head, his venomous eyes showing extremely clear at this time. This is a very strange look, and it should not appear on people like them.
But the strange thing is that he just got it.
It's as clear as a snake under the water, spitting out snake bites from time to time.
It's both clean and dangerous.
"It's okay, he's not dead yet."
"Don't be brave." I will heal your wounds.
"No need." Zhong Huihui refused and forced Bei Tianming to help him stand up. As a result, Yin Hong couldn't help but sprayed out from her mouth and nose.
"Can't Zhong?"
"It's okay, let's go."
"you sure?"
Zhong Huihui looked at him and smiled, saying: "Yu Qingchen is difficult to control, but it is true that she wants Baili Suhe to die. Even if we lose the opportunity, it doesn't hurt to cooperate with her once."
She wants Baili Suhe to die, and so do we.
She begged us before, but now we just cooperate with her.
What does it mean to save face? "
No life, no bullshit.
When Yan Qingchen was woken up from the guest room by Han She, he came to the flower hall and saw this scene. To be honest, she knew what the two had planned and why they had left before.
But when she saw Zhong Hui's injuries, she couldn't help being surprised.
He has indeed recovered...
In order to save Zhong Huihui, Bei Tianming had to put down his body at this moment, showed his kindness to Yu Qingchen, and said: "Miss Yu, is there anything you can do?"
Yan Qingchen was filled with contempt in his heart, but he couldn't find anything wrong with him on his face. It's just that these words are full of contradictions, and it's obvious that she hasn't forgotten the previous account.
Regretfully, he pulled up Zhong Hui's unopened clothes and said softly: "The two immortal envoys can't do it, how can Qingchen, a female prostitute, be so virtuous and capable?
I think it's better to wait a little longer, wait for the other two immortal envoys to come back, and let's discuss it together, and maybe we can find a way to save it.
Do you think this is true? "
After hearing this, Bei Tianming almost broke his teeth.
I wanted to drop my clothes and leave, but Zhong Huihui grabbed a corner of my clothes. He immediately froze in place, neither advancing nor retreating.
Yu Qingchen just watched with interest, but she didn't make a move. Instead, he asked Banshe to pour her a cup of tea, and she wanted to appreciate it.
Disaster She followed her words and gave her a cup of fragrant tea.
After taking the tea, she sat down quietly.
Drinking lightly and tasting, the posture is indescribably dignified.
Just look at it, it’s really poetic and picturesque.
The clock will not ring compared with the sky, and it is a more flexible and flexible master. He knew what Yan Qingchen was waiting for, so he asked Bei Tianming to walk up to him.
Then, there was a solemn bow.
The moment he bent down and bowed down, the malice in his eyes was completely contained by him.
No one who reads it will doubt his sincerity.
He said: "I was the one who didn't wait last time. I asked the lady to have a lot of money. Please don't have the same experience as me."
He knew that Yu Qingchen had a way. From the moment she said those words, he knew what this woman was waiting for.
Since she wants it, he will give it to her.
Qingchen pretended to be flustered and put down the fragrant tea. He stood up and supported the other party with his hands, complaining softly: "Why is this happening? How can Qingchen bear this?"
He said that, but he didn't mean to offend the other party at all.
The white catkin is like a copper cast iron plate, which prevents the clock from being unable to move, let alone straighten the waist.
Soon, beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead and rolled down one by one.
Until he couldn't hold it any longer.
Bei Tianming tried to stop him several times, but his eyes dissuaded him.
Seeing that it was almost done, Yan Qingchen smiled and loosened the grip, led the person to Heimei, and said: "It's not that my little girl doesn't want to help, it's that there is someone else who can help.
If the immortal envoy wants to survive, he needs his help. "
In an instant, the three of them looked at each other, and their gazes sparkled in the air.
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Zhong Huihui and Bei Tianming looked at each other. He was a dangerous man. Even though his cultivation level was still that of an immortal, his whole body was filled with a dangerous aura. Update without error@
Hei Mei sat in the flower hall and watched for a while. In order not to offend anyone, Chen Liu invited everyone to the flower hall as soon as they arrived.
Naturally, that includes him.
Seeing Yu Qingchen pointing the finger at him, how could he not know what she was thinking.
He immediately looked sideways and said, "Bring me some wine."
Ti Hong, who was behind her, raised her hand respectfully, walked forward with a bottle of wine in her hand, and whispered: "Master."
Hei Mei took the wine and said to the two of them: "To be honest, my wine is somewhat famous. If you live, you will live, if you die, you will die, but I wonder if the two immortal envoys dare to give it a try?"
The atmosphere froze in an instant.
This is a naked provocation and a blatant challenge. If you say you don't dare, you will undoubtedly slap them in the face of upper-level cultivators. If you say you dare, you will undoubtedly leave your life and death in the hands of others.
And this is something they can't afford to gamble on.
Life, to put it bluntly, is in your own hands.
However, if you don’t agree.
Once the injury is delayed, then he will only die.
Zhong Hui couldn't bear it, so he chose to take a gamble.
He smiled and said, "What's so difficult about this?"
After that, he took the wine bottle and drank it.
But he quickly hugged his chest and curled up hard to the ground. As if it wasn't enough, he rolled his body hard on the ground again.
When he couldn't bear the pain anymore, he threw himself out of the flower hall, and Gululu rolled down the steps.
Then he held his body and tore hard, stabbing the cloth strips to the ground.
And people fell again and again, and fell again and again.
Bei Tianming wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by Hei Mei. In an instant, the two men's eyes met, and their murderous intent was revealed.
However, Heimei was not timid at all, but the coldness in his eyes could not be faked, even if he was smiling.
"If the immortal envoy wants his companion to die, he can touch him.
Otherwise, just pretend I haven’t said anything else. "
Having said that, he turned sideways to get out of the way.
Bei Tianming looked at Zhong Huihui's miserable state and listened to his screams. He wanted to tear these faces into pieces.
Thinking that it would be better to die early and be relieved than to suffer.
He rushed forward, raising his hands and lowering his palms.
Seeing that the person on the ground was about to die, he unexpectedly met his firm eyes.
Zhong Hui would hold his heart with one hand and hold onto Bei Tianming's wrist with the other.
Gritting his teeth, he said with a trembling voice: "I...can.".
