Wu Lianhe felt his consciousness fade for a while. He looked down at his chest in disbelief and murmured, "It's Jun Tian... Soul Eater? Are you a member of the Tongtian Sect?" He stretched out a hand to touch it. He looked towards the bloody hole in his chest and looked at the woman in white with a pale face.
The two light groups, one gold and one red, that were originally offered in front of me, once the Yuan Power dispersed, the gold-red color gradually faded away. When the green light appeared again, it turned into a broken cyan talisman and fell to the ground.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and the originally dark sky gradually returned to a gloomy gray. However, after the heavy clouds just now, the light rain turned into a steady drizzle.
Nearby, Mu Chuan was seen being tightly bound to the ground by a long green whip, looking anxiously at Wu Lianhe who was kneeling on the ground.
Wu Lianhe had a look of defeat at this moment, and his eyes were looking forward blankly.
The woman in white didn't answer the question, but looked at Wu Lianhe and said, "Why does your Holy Talisman Sect... come to trace these letters?"
Wu Lianhe pulled a smile on his lips, took a few breaths, and said hoarsely: "Of course I came to check out the bastard that Mu Lancang adopted back then. This time I fell into your hands, so I understand something. As far as I know, Na Lin Matsuhara has no relatives and is a single man who has been widowed for many years. Apart from the bastard who was taken away, who else in the world has anything to do with him? Who else cares about these letters?"
When Wu Lianhe said this, he glared at the woman in white, "Who are you? What is your relationship with Lin Songyuan, the old servant of the Mu family? What is the connection between Tongtian Sect and you?"
The woman in white did not answer, and a cold voice asked again: "Why is the Holy Talisman Sect pursuing Lin Songyuan? Why are they looking for the adopted baby?"
Wu Lianhe laughed loudly when he heard this, spraying blood from his mouth and nose, and said like crazy: "Of course in order to... in order to eradicate that bastard, I think you are about the same age as her, so you can do whatever you want. Is that the bastard?"
"Bastard? I see you are on the verge of death, and your mouth is not loose." The woman in white showed a trace of anger on her face.
Wu Lianhe smiled solemnly and said sinisterly: "I will die as soon as I die! Mu Lancang will die soon. If I die, the sons of the Mu family will probably be buried with me. Haha, if it weren't for tracking down Lin Regarding the whereabouts of Songyuan, the Mu family was not qualified to live today."
As he said this, he turned his eyes and looked not far behind the woman in white. He saw a figure flying towards this side. He couldn't help but shout twice: "Yuan...Senior Brother Yuan, come for me." ...Revenge." As soon as he finished speaking, he finally swallowed it in one breath and fell to the ground softly.
The long-haired man who flew over hit a wall of red fire and forced the woman in white away. He jumped up and landed next to Wu Lianhe, shouting: "Lianhe, Lianhe."
He shouted several times, and put one hand towards the neck of Wu Lianhe who was lying on the ground. When he realized that he was dead, he finally stood up with a sad face, looked at the woman in white hatefully and said, "You killed Junior Brother Wu. ?」
The woman in white looked at the long-haired man wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and asked without answering: "Which Holy Talisman Sect are you a disciple of?"
The long-haired man looked at the woman in white, almost wanting to choose someone to devour, "Let me ask you, did you kill Junior Brother Wu?"
After a pause, the woman in white said calmly: "So what?" The expression on her face remained unchanged, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
The long-haired man shouted angrily: "Death." He raised his hand and held out a light yellow talisman, slapping it at the woman in white.
At this moment, the yellow paper talisman was seen rising up in the storm, and instantly turned into a black giant sword, slashing towards the woman's head in a flash.
"Is it a talisman again?" The woman in white raised her mouth slightly, raised her slender hands, and sacrificed the white flying sword to her body, saying softly: "Move the sky."
Suddenly, light and shadow floated, Yuan Li surged, and the white flying swords scattered like tiny glows. The raindrops sweeping across the sky were turned into a mist of blue smoke, and a huge blue sword was quickly condensed to face the enemy. Cut down the black giant sword.
The roar came, and the vision was instantly darkened. Two light curtains, one green and one black, covered most of the sky. Chaotic Yuan Qi was constantly rushing around, and the air waves set off a burst of flying sand and rocks.
On the low hill, large pieces of rain-covered mud were blown up, flying around like bricks.
splash.
The little civet was crouching in the bushes, lowering its head to avoid a muddy ball that was shot at it. However, it saw Mu Chuan, who was tied to the ground not far away and was hit in the face by several muddy balls. He was grinning and exhaling in pain. Voice.
The long-haired man stood attentively, holding a seal with his hand and pointed it straight into the air, and said: "Ju Yuan!"
The black light curtain trembled, shrinking the surrounding air, and then the black light became stronger, suppressing the cyan light and shadow covering it, almost breaking through the curtain.
The woman in white raised her hand and called, and the large piece of cyan light and shadow suddenly disappeared, and turned into a white flying sword that was several times smaller. It kept going up and down in the black light screen, and made a harsh " "Clang" sound.
The black light curtain swayed, and within a few breaths, the shape of the black giant sword appeared. Under the continuous attacks of the white flying sword, it flew back several feet and hung in the air again.
The long-haired man crushed two pieces of Spiritual Essence Stone with both hands, shot a white light towards the black giant sword, and said: "Lingzhao! Go!" The black giant sword turned into a black light curtain and moved forward again. surge away.
The man touched his waist again, and pulled out a big dusty umbrella.
I saw the big umbrella flying into the air, opening the canopy, the ribs shaking, and shooting out several dark green flying lights towards the woman in white, but they were flying needles as thin as cow hair.
The woman in white raised the white flying sword and softly chanted: "Bingyun." She also turned her hand and offered a spiritual talisman, turning into a huge fire bird and facing the green flying needle.
In mid-air, the white flying sword let out a clear sword cry and turned into a palm-sized boiling red cloud, covering the black sword curtain transformed into the long-haired man's spiritual talisman.
The Firebird, at this moment, also encountered the flying needle.
Liu Qingyi clung to the little civet and hid in the bushes. He saw the woman in white fighting with the long-haired man who came later.
Both sides flew up and down, jumping into the air from time to time, and from time to time flying to the side. Waves of vitality were swaying in all directions, sweeping in like a stormy wave.
Firebirds and flying needles caused harsh winds and heat waves, and two black and red sword curtains in mid-air kept clashing back and forth amidst the clanging sounds. The movement in the scene was much louder than the Five Thunder Return Talisman that Wu Lianhe had just sacrificed, and the danger was also increased several times.
Liu Qingyi turned to look at Wu Lianhe's body lying on the ground close to him. He saw the black and red bag on his waist and saw the broken Five Thunder Returning Talisman not far in front of him. Falling to the ground, he was already making secret plans in his mind, and had the idea of fishing in troubled waters.
While observing the figure of the woman in white fighting with the long-haired man, he looked at the bag on Wu Lianhe's waist.
Seeing that the woman in white and the man with long hair were already fighting in the air more than 20 steps away, neither of them noticed this.
Finally, his heart skipped a beat, and he muttered silently: "Let's fight, I'll make a fortune this time." Driven by the soul chain, the hidden little civet emerged from the bushes and rushed towards Wu Lianhe's body very quickly. direction.
In just a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Wu Lianhe, raised a claw, and hooked the bag off his waist.
He lowered his body, crawled a few steps, jumped to a short distance in front of him, and picked up the broken talisman and seal as well.
When Liu Qingyi saw the two people entangled in the air, the fight became more intense. He didn't even notice the situation here. He couldn't help but feel relieved and began to look at Mu Chuan who was tied to the ground by the woman in white not far away. Come.
Mu Chuan almost turned into a rice dumpling, his body curled up and exhausted on the ground. The mud splashed by the light rain made his whole body black and yellow, and there were still two or three mud marks on his head and face. At this time, he was twisting his butt and tilting his head, trying hard to look at the fight between the woman in white and the long-haired man behind him, with an expression of fear and anxiety on his face.
Liu Qingyi saw the gray bag hanging under his body hanging on his waist, and thought for a while: "This man's hands and feet are tied up, why don't he take his bag as well, which can be considered as a bonus. "After thinking about it, he drove the little civet cat to Mu Chuan again.
Mu Chuan turned his head and looked back for a long time, and suddenly heard a noise behind him. When he turned around, his eyes suddenly opened wide.
I saw Wu Lianhe a few feet in front of me
The black and red pouch and a broken cyan talisman, by the way, were the Five Thunder Return Talisman that Wu Lianhe sacrificed earlier, floating slowly toward him in the air.
Mu Chuan couldn't help but blinked hard and looked in front of him again, only to see the two objects still floating lightly towards him. His face froze and he thought in surprise: "Is this... a ghost? This What's this weird thing? Where can I have a storage bag and a paper charm and still be able to fly around on my own!"
Seeing the bag and paper charm flying in front of him, he paused for a moment, lowered them all, and went straight to his waist.
"What are you doing? What's going on?" Mu Chuan was surprised. The next moment, he felt his waist loosen.
Looking down, he saw that his gray bag fell out of his waist and floated into the air without any difference. Following the previous black and red bag and the broken paper charm, they slowly flew towards the other side.
Mu Chuan was so shocked by this strange thing that he couldn't speak. He opened his mouth wide and watched the three objects flying side by side farther and farther away. Only then did he come back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream. He raised a husky The voice screamed: "My storage bag, my storage bag, it's flying, it's flying."
Hearing Mu Chuan start to scream strangely, the three hanging objects flew forward at a faster speed, and after a while, they disappeared from Mu Chuan's sight.
The sky darkened again, and the pattering of moderate rain became heavier and heavier, gradually turning into a fine heavy rain, causing a lot of loess and mud bubbles to fly around.
Mu Chuan's face was washed away again. His face, which was originally yellow and white, was now splashed with mottled mud marks.
