The moon was dark and the wind was high, and there was a chilling air everywhere.
After Zhou Jiang took Su He and others out of the car, they also walked quickly towards Lingyin Temple.
Just as they were approaching, two figures blocked the group's path.
Zhou Jiang and Yu Liang immediately stood in front of Su He and Li Menghan. Only two figures, a man and a woman, were seen slowly walking out of the crowd.
The woman looked at the group of people in front of her and immediately focused her attention on Su He. Then she raised her finger and pointed at Su He and said, "Keep this girl, and I can let the rest of you go!"
When Yu Liang heard this, his expression immediately changed and he was about to step forward to take action. Zhou Jiang grabbed him and smiled at the woman: "This is not difficult, but we have to know who to give Su He to. In this way Qi Huanxin asks, so we can have an explanation!"
The man opposite smiled slightly, looked at Zhou Jiang and said disdainfully: "Huanyin Pavilion, Great Elder, sit down, Black and White Rakshasa!"
Zhou Jiang frowned slightly, thought for a while and said: "I have heard of Huanyin Pavilion, but I have never heard of Black and White Rakshasa! Okay, I got it. When the time comes to ask, I will say that it is from Black and White Rakshasa." Shashou protected Su He and asked him to owe us a favor and treat us to a drink."
Zhou Jiang said the second half of the sentence to Yu Liang. Yu Liang nodded repeatedly when he heard it. He thought this little monk was quite smart.
When the man opposite heard this, he instantly showed a ferocious smile and said to Zhou Jiang: "Have you thought clearly? A young boy from Maoshan and a lay disciple from Wutai Mountain, just you?"
Zhou Jiang remained emotionless and said calmly: "Maoshan's may be just that, but I, the little monk, am really strong. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."
When Yu Liang heard this, he became unhappy and said angrily to the young monk: "I put the thousand-year history of Maoshan there. If I can't do it, where can I be? What do you mean it's just like that?"
Zhou Jiang smiled and said nothing, then stretched out his hand forward to make a gesture of invitation. Yu Liang also saw what he meant, so he asked dissatisfiedly: "Why don't you come?"
Zhou Jiang shook his head and looked at Yu Liang and said: "I'm here, who will protect the two girls? Don't you want to prove that your senior brother Maoshan is not a wasted reputation? Just open the eyes of the two girls!"
When Yu Liang heard this, he felt that what the little monk said made sense, so his momentum instantly increased several levels, and he shouted at the man and woman in front of him: "You two bitches, Huanyin Pavilion is the scum of Xuanmen, human beings If someone gets it, he will be killed. Today, Master Dao, I will do justice for heaven and accept you two."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yuliang stepped on the ground with his right foot, jumped up, and killed the two of them.
Huan Xin, who escaped from the siege, also headed towards Lingyin Temple at the fastest speed, with Li Yanfeng and Master Pan chasing after him.
The more Huan Xin ran, the more blurry his vision became. He knew that if his senior brother hadn't given him the "Snow Lotus Resurrection Pill", he would have died of the poison a long time ago.
Huan Xin also had a miserable and helpless expression on her face. The one in her left hand was black zombie poison, and the one in her right arm was Miao Jiang's poison. Huan Xin also worked very hard to suppress these two with Taoist power. Plant toxins to prevent them from spreading and affecting the heart! He still has to go all out to run away with the "Wind Technique", and the current situation can be said to be dire.
Just after Huan Xin ran a few kilometers, three figures blocked his way.
Huan Xin stopped and looked at the three people in front of him carefully.
I saw that the three of them were dressed differently. One was in the shape of a ninja, wearing black night clothes and holding a Japanese sword standard in the island country.
One was dressed in the attire of an ethnic minority, and he judged that he should be an ethnic minority from the Miao border. Another person was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, looking very much like a senior government official.
Huan Xin stopped and the three of them slowly walked towards him. When you get closer, you see that this ninja has his face covered, so he can't tell whether he's a boy or a girl, or how old he is. But the remaining two were both men, and they looked about the same age, both in their forties or fifties.
The man in the Chinese tunic suit stood still, smiled politely at Huan Xin and said, "Mr. Qi, fellow Taoist Qi, it's better to meet after hearing for a long time. We finally meet today!"
Huan Xin clasped his hands behind his back. He knew that these three people came with bad intentions, not to mention that Huan Xin clearly felt that the cultivation level of the three of them was higher than his.
So Qingxin asked cautiously: "Who are you?"
The man in Chinese tunic suit did not avoid his question and replied seriously: "I am Wang Chao, the housekeeper of Leng Mansion in Huanyin Pavilion. You can call me Uncle Chao. Leng Ruoxi is our young master!"
Leng Ruoxi? Huan Xin only felt that the name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere. After thinking about it for a long time, Huan Xin finally thought of who this Leng Ruoxi was. Isn't he the playboy who had his leg broken in the words of the second senior brother?
After hearing the Huanyin Pavilion, Huan Xin instantly understood who had arranged all this. I am afraid that only the most feared Huanyin Pavilion in the world has this strength.
Huan Xin knew something was wrong, but he still acted calmly and said: "Oh, you are the one whose legs were broken by my second senior brother? Then you should go to my second senior brother? Oh, you are afraid that my second senior brother will also interrupt you. Your legs, that’s why you came to me, right?”
Uncle Chao smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Yes, your second senior brother can't even find us in Huanyin Pavilion. We really doubt whether he is a dead person, because we are the only ones who can't find dead people in Huanyin Pavilion."
Huan Xin nodded and asked the two people beside Wangchao: "Where are you two? A ninja from the island nation and a Gu master from the Miao border have also taken refuge in the Huanyin Pavilion as lackeys?"
The ninja didn't say anything. The middle-aged man from the ethnic minority stood up and said, "It's cooperation. We will benefit from taking your life!"
Huan Xin nodded again. At this time, there were pursuers behind him and tigers in front of him. He was poisoned and injured again. What should he do? Qing Xin quickly thought of countermeasures in his mind.
At this moment, several coughs broke the silence of the scene, and an old man was seen walking slowly from a distance. The old man was wearing a long robe. He looked frail and frail, but in fact he walked steadily, with wind on his heels and a calm aura. He looked like a master.
Several people showed surprised looks at the same time. Wang Chao knew that this person must not be from his side, and Huan Xin had never seen this person before, thinking that he was another master invited by the other party.
Huan Xin was also a little speechless. He thought to himself, do you need so many people to deal with him? Is Beiming so powerful that the other party takes him so seriously?
The old man walked closer, looked around first, and then set his sights on Huan Xin. After looking up and down, he let out a long sigh, and then gave a big salute to Huan Xin. Huan Xin was directly confused on the spot, and he couldn't figure out what was going on?
After the old man stood up, he smiled at Xing Xin and said, "You are the 81st generation of walking, let's call Xing Xin together!"
Huan Xin was very sure that he did not know the person in front of him, but he told him that he was a disciple of the 81st generation. Seeing that this person must be from his side, he asked respectfully: "I wonder who the old man is? "
The old man stood up, stood up straight, and said to the three people in front of him: "Wu Yousan, the head of the Wu family in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the eighteenth sect of Beiming, and my ancestor Wu Xinglian is a walking disciple of the seventy-eighth generation of Beiming."
As soon as these words came out, Huan Xin instantly felt a touch of warmth. Finally, he had someone here, and he was no longer fighting alone.
Wang Chao had obviously heard of Wu Yousan, so he raised his hand and said, "I didn't expect that the famous Third Master in the world was actually a loser of the Beiming Sect. No wonder he was so confident when he was young!"
Wu Yousan smiled and returned the greeting: "Mr. Wang is serious. He has offended my little old man. I am just a paper maker in a coffin shop. How can I be so powerful?"
At this time, Mr. Wang's face was a little ugly. He did not expect Qiang Yuan to appear in his heart at this time. This Wu Yousan also had a name called Wu Sansheng, which means the yin and yang Feng Shui of the three provinces of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Jiangxi. It's all his decision. Manager Wang also knew how powerful this person was, but he didn't expect that this person was actually Beiming's outer sect.
