"clatter"
"clatter"
"clatter"
The sound of footsteps echoed through the house.
Qin Yun's heart was in her throat.
She didn't know whether it was Mrs. Zhao or Wu Wang who came, but no matter who it was, she couldn't resist it.
The footsteps came from far away and soon came to the bedside.
Qin Yun could feel a line of sight falling on her, and couldn't help but tighten the talisman in her palm.
Just when she was about to crush it.
A familiar, refreshing voice sounded: "Where's Nannan?"
"Um?"
Qin Yun's heart was beating wildly, why did it sound like Ye Fan's voice?
She subconsciously opened her eyes, but quickly closed them before she could see the other person's face clearly, for fear that this was Zhao Xiang's new trick.
this.
Could it be an illusion?
After she took the initiative to embrace him, she woke up and found that the man was not Ye Fan, the savior she had longed for, but Wu Wang.
At that time.
There's no point even regretting it.
After all, how could there be such a coincidence in the world? She had just told Mrs. Zhao about Ye Fan, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Fan was approaching?
...Ye Fan didn't know what Qin Yun was thinking, and said in surprise: "Fellow Daoist Qin, don't you know Ye?"
Qin Yun still remained silent.
Ye Fan sighed and walked out the door: "Fellow Daoist Qin, please rest early. Ye will leave first."
A door is heard.
Qin Yun breathed a sigh of relief and opened her eyes secretly. As expected, Ye Fan was nowhere to be seen, and her heart suddenly panicked.
Could it be.
Is it really Ye Fan?
She didn't care about hiding or putting on shoes, so she chased outside with her bare feet. When she opened the door, she was bumped into someone.
The familiar smell coming from the tip of the nose, the familiar face seen with the eyes, who else could it be if it wasn't Ye Fan?
"Fellow Daoist Ye, is it really... you?"
Qin Yun was still worried that this was an illusion, so she bit her tongue hard. The pain made her unable to help but cover her mouth, which made her look a little more cute.
Suddenly.
Qin Yun grabbed Ye Fan's sleeve and said in a panic: "Fellow Daoist Ye, hurry up, Wu Wang and his son are both Nascent Souls!"
"Wu Dahai is dead. Although Wu Wang is not dead, he is almost dead. From today on, the Blood Knife Sect will disappear."
"Fellow Daoist Ye, how did you know that I was in danger? Why did you do it for me..."
Do this for me.
Qin Yun bit her lip. She was too shy to say the following words.
"...Fellow Daoist Qin misunderstood. I have a friend who has a grudge against the Blood Knife Sect. He just happened to find you here."
Have a friend.
It just so happens...
Qin Yun's face was as red as blood, she lowered her head and hummed softly.
Ye Fan was about to say something when a loud shout came from the distant sky: "How dare you kill my Penglai Immortal Palace disciples!"
.........Qin Xiangyang's face was cold.
This man, who looked to be about thirty years old, had a daunting chill surrounding him.
As the great elder of Penglai Immortal Palace, Qin Xiangyang heard that the Blood Knife Sect was in danger and did not bother to come with the other elders, so he flew over with his wife and sword.
Once you arrive at the Blood Knife Gate.
Qin Xiangyang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Once a mountain-protecting formation like this is activated, as long as the formation is not broken, the people inside will most likely be fine.
But when he released his consciousness, he saw corpses of the Blood Knife Sect scattered everywhere.
Although his daughter was still alive, the small tower made of human heads made Qin Xiangyang's Taoist heart fluctuate violently.
Practice till now.
He has never seen such a bad act of extermination!
He stepped through the mountain-protecting formation with one foot and shouted loudly in the air: "How dare you kill my Penglai Immortal Palace disciples!"
Dongfang Yuan didn't seem to hear the angry roar, nor did she see the two rainbow lights that came in front of her in the blink of an eye. She took out the healing elixir and fed it into Wu Wang's body.
Yes.
Wu Wang has been defeated.
And he was tortured by Dongfang Yuan for a long time, and was already on the verge of death.
but.
For Wu Wang, living is easy, but dying is difficult.
Wu Wang had swallowed the healing elixir countless times. He felt the injuries in his body recovering little by little, and finally his mood collapsed.
"Kill me, please kill me..."
"No, this is just the beginning."
"Master, save me!!!"
Wu Wang saw the master and immediately shouted for help.
"Uh-huh!"
Not far away, Zhao Xiang burst into tears after seeing her son being tortured but unable to do anything, and finally waited for the dawn.
"Shua——"
Qin Xiangyang waved his hand.
Zhao Xiang and Wu Wang's mother and son arrived in front of them and shot out a burst of spiritual energy, making their faces look much better.
Dongfang Yuan was not angry, did not speak, and just looked at the two uninvited guests in Penglai Immortal Palace calmly.
"Plop"
Zhao Xiang knelt down and choked with sobs: "This female cultivator has no distinction between good and evil with her master. She forced my Blood Sword Sect to be sealed. I beg Elder Qin to take action!"
"Husband, something is wrong here."
Qin Xiangyang heard a spiritual message in his ears. He looked at Taoist companion Zhu Wanqiu and nodded imperceptibly.
Something is indeed wrong.
There are too many mortals on the island.
Moreover, there is a strong and bloody aura hidden in this place, and it does not look like a well-known and upright family.
Thinking again of the cultivation techniques of the Blood Knife Sect...
Qin Xiangyang took a deep breath: "Wu Wang, please tell me what happened. If you are reasonable, I will definitely uphold justice for you."
"..."
Wu Wang was speechless.
He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Returning to Master, actually -"
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he started talking, Wu Wang flew into the sky like an arrow from his string, obviously trying to escape from the Blood Knife Sect.
Wu Wang is not stupid.
If the story of what happened is told, the jealous master and his wife will definitely not show mercy. How long will it take if they don't run away now?
"Mom, wait for me, my son will definitely rescue you!"
Wu Wang's voice came from afar.
Not only was Zhao Xiang not angry, she actually murmured with a smile on her face: "This is what my son should be like, he must run away far away..."
"snort!"
Qin Xiangyang snorted coldly: "Come back!"
"Shua——"
Wu Wang, who had obviously fled dozens of miles away, found in despair that his body was moving backwards uncontrollably.
finally.
It hit the ground hard.
"Master!"
"What are you doing? I am your disciple!!!"
Wu Wang cried bitterly: "Can't you just let the disciple leave for the sake of the long-term friendship between master and disciple?"
"Speak clearly."
Qin Xiangyang said in a deep voice.
"Let me tell you."
Dongfang Yuan said calmly: "He killed thirty-seven members of my Dongfang family a hundred years ago because of the multi-color flowers."
"..."
Qin Xiangyang was silent.
He did not ask Wu Wang whether the matter was true or not. Judging from Wu Wang's performance, the matter... was true.
Now he took a step back and bowed deeply to Dongfang Yuan: "Qin, say no to the girl."
Qin Xiangyang is no stranger to multi-colored flowers.
Wu Wang's apprenticeship ceremony was this spiritual plant. He planted it in the spiritual field of Penglai Immortal Palace, and was later given to Su Qinghuan of Jade Girl Temple by the master.
Dongfang Yuan was surprised that the great elder of Penglai Immortal Palace was actually very reasonable and like his master.
She shook her head: "It has nothing to do with senior."
"Since it has been done, it means there is cause and effect. Qin was wrong in this matter. He did not ask about the origin of the multi-colored flowers..."
Qin Xiangyang bowed again and sighed: "This son of Wu Wang deserves to die!"
"die?"
Dongfang Yuan's voice grew colder: "Elder Qin, your disciple's Blood Sword Sect uses mortal blood to sacrifice swords and practice, and has caused endless killings through the reputation of Penglai Immortal Palace. Death... is too easy for him."
The words fell.
The air became oppressive.
Wu Wang's face was pale. Using a mortal life to cultivate was something that Penglai Immortal Palace could never touch.
He used to tell his disciples that the Blood Sword Sect used pig blood and sheep blood to practice the Blood Sword Technique or to sacrifice the Blood Sword.
As a mother, Zhao Xiang also knows how shocking the existence of the 'Sacrificial Sword Village' is.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Elder Qin, please listen to my explanation. It was my husband...yes, I did it to my husband. This matter has nothing to do with Wang'er. He is innocent and he has no knowledge of it."
Qin Xiangyang's face was expressionless.
But only Zhu Wanqiu, who knew Qin Xiangyang well, knew that her husband was already filled with anger.
"It has nothing to do with it?"
"Do you think Qin will believe it?"
Qin Xiangyang looked at Wu Wang and said word by word: "Good disciple, you...what else are you hiding from my master?"
