Chapter 1,293 Xiaofeng must be fine

Style: Fantasy Author: salted fish laobaiWords: 2199Update Time: 24/01/18 17:45:07
During the banquet, there was a dead silence, and the floating ribbons and petals formed a strong contrast with the atmosphere at the moment. Red cloth and golden flowers reflected the sad faces of everyone.

Mei'er's body had been buried, and Lin Wuyou, who had passed out in a coma, was taken away by the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall to investigate his state of consciousness.

Although it had been cleaned up hastily, the dazzling dark red blood stains on the red carpet could not be covered up, which was shocking.

A seemingly happy event turned into a tragedy. There was a heavy atmosphere in the air, making everyone's hearts feel like a huge boulder was weighing on them.

The festive decorations originally prepared for the wedding in Wuya Palace seemed to have become a travesty at this moment.

Although the drop of a needle could be heard in the venue, it could be seen from the constantly changing expressions of the guests in the venue that they were quietly communicating with each other.

Su Qianyi had just regained control of Jiuxiao Immortal Palace and was sitting in the main hall with a calm expression, showing no emotion or anger.

Su Miaoqing's restraints were automatically untied at this moment, with tears streaming down her face, and she cried in Lin Ziyun's arms.

Lin Ziyun hugged Su Miaoqing and comforted softly: "Qing'er, don't cry, there are still us. It's okay!"

But at this moment, Su Miaoqing looked distracted and obviously couldn't listen at all.

At this moment, everyone in Wuya Hall recalled the situation when Xiao Yifeng's soul lamp was extinguished before, and couldn't help but feel a burst of despair in their hearts. They believed that Xiao Yifeng was killed by seven kills.

Su Miaoqing gritted her teeth, she didn't believe it! She would never believe it!

Even Master Qingxu couldn't take him away, how could Seven Kills be successful?

Xiaofeng must be fine, he will be fine!

But Xiao Yifeng's performance just now made her feel like she was falling into the abyss.

Su Miaoqing took a deep breath. She didn't believe that Xiao Yifeng had really been completely taken away from her body and her intelligence had been wiped out.

Even if Xiao Feng is really gone, he must first kill the evil thief Qisha, so that Xiao Feng can return to his dust and rest in peace.

This saves Qisha that the devil will continue to use Xiaofeng's body to do evil.

Everyone is waiting for the person who went out to track him to come back. This kind of thing is not good if there are more people. No matter how many people there are, they can't catch up with Qisha with the small star mountain.

The star aurora cannon fired from Little Star Mountain just now scared them all into a cold sweat.

Recalling what happened to Chi Xiao before, all the guests in the room couldn't help but feel scared.

After all, Little Star Mountain was hanging above their heads just now, and the sect-protecting formation was broken.

If the guy from Qisha goes crazy and drops a world-destroying star gun, how many people in the field will survive?

After a while, several streaks of light flew back from the sky, but it was Qingdi and others who came back.

Everyone gathered around and eagerly asked about the result of the hunt.

But when I saw Qingdi's dark face, like an angry lion, he was still holding a red wedding dress in his hand, which looked like a withered Chu Mo.

Chu Mo's face was as white as a sheet of paper at the moment, and it could be seen at a glance that she did not have much life left, and her aura was so weak that it could not be detected.

"How could it be like this? Quick, quick, bring Chu Mo in to heal his wounds. Zi Yun, Qing'er, you lead the way."

Su Qianyi's expression changed greatly, and she quickly asked Lin Ziyun and Su Miaoqing to lead the way for Qing Emperor.

Master Guangling told Xiang Tiange: "Senior nephew Xiang, go and invite junior brothers Guangsheng and Baiyun!"

Xiang Tiange didn't dare to delay, so he agreed and left in a hurry.

Master Baiyun is the master of the Alchemy Palace, with first-rate alchemy skills and superb medical skills.

Although Taoist Guangsheng is not very advanced, he is very good at healing wounds. He was the one who saved Xiao Yifeng when he was young.

Qing Di's face was as dark as water, and without saying a word, he carried Chu Mo and walked into the palace.

No one dared to ask him anything, knowing that if he was delayed, this guy might kill someone on the spot.

After all, just now Emperor Qing did not hesitate to directly order a war with Wentian Sect for the sake of his granddaughter. It is better not to mess with such a lunatic.

Su Miaoqing didn't care so much and hurriedly followed Qing Emperor to Wudaoyuan. Looking at Chu Mo, whose face was as white as paper, she felt panicked.

"I wonder if Guangling Sect Leader and others caught the demon of Qisha during this trip?"

After Qing Emperor and others left, others dared to ask Guangling Zhenren and others.

Master Guangling said with a guilty look on his face: "The demon of Qisha actually deliberately severely injured Junior Nephew Chumo to prevent our pursuit."

"Senior Nephew Chu Mo is seriously injured and dying. We don't dare to delay, so we can only come back first. Fellow Daoist Qiu and Fellow Daoist Mo have already continued their pursuit. Now it's up to them."

Everyone in the field learned that Guangling Zhenren and others had actually lost Xiao Yifeng, and the disappointment on their faces became more and more obvious.

However, everyone also knows that saving people is the most important thing, which is blameless, let alone they dare not criticize.

Not long after, other hall masters from Wentian Sect also rushed over, and Master Baiyun led Taoist Guangsheng in a hurry to Wudaoyuan.

The eyes of Master Wu Ling of Fengmai Palace and Lin Xuan of Confucianism Palace swept over the whispering guests, making the palace much quieter.

Although the tall and gloomy Master Wu Ling was wearing a Taoist robe, he still looked so inhumane and even a little murderous.

Master Lin Xuan was completely different from him. He looked like a Confucian scholar with a warm expression. Those who didn't know it thought he was a private school teacher somewhere.

Many people in the hall did not know these two people, and many people even had to rely on introductions from people next to them to know that these two people were actually the hall masters of Wentian Sect.

After all, the two of them have always lived in seclusion, rarely going out, and their reputations are not known to the outside world.

At this moment, Master Lin Xuan asked worriedly: "Junior Brother Qianyi, Junior Brother Huo Geng, what is going on?"

Master Huo Geng sighed, glanced at Su Qianyi, walked up to the two of them and told them what had just happened.

The two people who knew the whole story didn't look very good, but they didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Qiu Wanqing and Huixin came back with the charred Holy Monk Huiming, and everyone was shocked.

Seeing everyone's questioning looks, Qiu Wanqing said with a guilty look on her face: "We fell into his trap and chased in the wrong direction."

Lin Xuan, who had just arrived, looked at Holy Monk Huiming in surprise and asked, "What's going on? Why is Holy Monk Huiming so injured?"

Holy Monk Huixin sighed: "When I caught up with him, Senior Brother Huiming was already seriously injured and dying. Qisha was scared away by me."

"Senior brother Huiming is seriously injured. I don't have to worry about it so much. I can only bring him back first."

At that time, Emperor Qing and Zhenren Guangling returned the same way, while Qiu Wanqing and Mo Zigui and others who came over continued to pursue Chu Mo in the direction, but found nothing.

Just when she couldn't help but wonder if she was pursuing the wrong direction, she saw the signal for help sent by the Holy Monk Huixin.

The group of people did not dare to neglect and hurried away, only to realize that Huiming was pursuing the correct direction, but at that time there were only seven kills and one person.

They could only guess that the person who left with Chu Mo was actually the Saint Lin Qingyan of the Star Temple?

Several people searched again, but couldn't find it. In the end, they could only rush back with the seriously injured Huiming.