Soul Piercing Boy Song Xing: Vertical and Horizontal Double Swords

The gang of monks in Jiulong Temple, after fleeing for ten miles in a panic, all of them turned pale and were out of breath.

Thinking of the "traversing all directions" move just now, Zen Master Dajue felt shuddering. If those juniors hadn't consumed a lot of that person's internal energy before, facing this move at full strength, he might have died on the spot.

The fat monk Dahuai frowned deeply: "The man just said that he is Baili Dongjun, could it be true?"

"If Baili Dongjun is real, we would be dead long ago." Zen Master Dajue sighed softly.

But he changed the subject again: "However, judging by his virtue, he may be Mr. Li's new disciple."

"But that person doesn't feel normal." Da Huai shook his head.

Zen Master Dajue asked back: "Do you think there is a normal person among Mr. Li's disciples?"

"It seems to make sense." Dahuai scratched his head.

"Brother, what should we do, we offended Mr. Li's disciple."

"It's okay, Mr. Li won't stand up for this kind of thing. If we go back to the Western Regions quickly, that person will definitely not find us."

On the other side, Yueqing saluted Lei Wujie generously.

"Thank you benefactor for saving me today, the little girl is very grateful."

Lei Wujie likes to tease witches the most. After taking off the mask, he couldn't help but joked: "If the girl feels that there is nothing to repay, why not make a promise with her body."

Yueqing was not angry, she could hear the teasing intention from his tone, but felt that the man in front of her was more interesting.

She pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Young master is the most interesting person Yueqing has ever seen."

"Actually, it could be more interesting, oops!" Lei Wujie was too much to be beaten up like this, and Sikong Qianluo pinched his waist severely.

"Can you be more serious, don't let this girl laugh."

"Sister, I'm sensible." Lei Wujie rubbed his waist helplessly.

"Sir, you must have enmity with Baili Dongjun?" Yue Qing suddenly looked at him repeatedly with strange eyes.

"What did you say?" Lei Wujie was dumbfounded when asked on the spot.

Yueqing smiled, and said softly: "My lord, there is no need to hide it, because I know the real Baili Dongjun."

"What you did just now was nothing more than letting Jiulong Temple transfer the hatred to Baili Dongjun."

"Big sister, your ability to make up brains is really strong." Lei Wujie was a little speechless, so he changed the subject, "Girl, you came to Beili alone, aren't you afraid of danger?"

Yueqing stretched out her white and slender fingers, and shook them in front of Lei Wujie.

"I'm not here alone this time, there's also my sister."

Lei Wujie was shocked, his mouth was wide open, isn't it, is it possible that Yueyao is still alive?

After a while, Yueqing said hello, and a woman in white with a veil stepped out of the carriage.

Lei Wujie was just about to see the woman's true face when a gust of wind blew off the veil of the woman in white.

It was a dreamy face, the two black eyebrows were like a bright crescent moon, the facial features were exquisite, the body was like a fairy, the skin was like suet and white jade, and the temperament was extraordinary and free from dust, but the eyes were a little dull.

"Are your sisters twins?" Sikong Qianluo asked.

She felt that the two women in front of her were too similar except for their temperament and figure.

Yueqing didn't answer, but looked at Lei Wujie: "Young Master, why do you keep staring at my sister?"

At this time, Yueyao's veil just fell on Lei Wujie's face, and a fragrance entered his nose, and he subconsciously put the veil into his arms.

Turning her head, she asked doubtfully, "Your sister, did you die once?"

A trace of hatred flashed across Yueqing's eyes, and she clenched her fists tightly: "That's right, it's all done by that damn Baili Dongjun!"

Lei Wujie also read about Baili Dongjun killing Yueyao by mistake, but he was afraid that Yueyao would be refined into a medicine man now, which he didn't want to see.

But she didn't want Yueyao to turn her gaze to Lei Wujie, slowly raised her finger to point at him, and uttered five words with difficulty.

"You are. Ray. Big. Black."

"Lei Dahei?" Lei Wujie really couldn't vomit this name badly, he finally got rid of the title of Erha in this world, why is there another Dahei?
However, he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the medicine man was unable to speak normally.

"You often. Often. Black. Don't. People." Ke Yueyao still pointed at Lei Wujie, her red lips parted slightly.

Sikong Qianluo knocked Lei Wujie down with his elbow, covered his mouth and smiled happily.

"Hahaha, this sister's complaints are full marks."

Lei Wujie put his hands on his hips and hummed a few words disapprovingly.

"Hehe, who in this world doesn't have a few annoying people, really, haven't you hacked others?"

"But you have hacked too many people." Sikong Qianluo smiled meaningfully.

At this time, Yueqing noticed the Silver Moon Spear in Sikong Qianluo's hand, and couldn't help frowning.

However, she rolled her eyes and quickly returned to her normal smile.

"Two benefactors, can you do me another favor?"

Sikong Qianluo had never read the book "The Youth on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze", so he didn't know what kind of person Yueqing was, so he waved his hand casually.

"Sister, you are too serious. If we get to know each other once, we will naturally help if we can."

But from Yueqing's eyes just now, Lei Wujie had a premonition that she was planning a conspiracy.

"Although my sister was rescued, her mental state has not been good."

"So I plan to go to southern Xinjiang and find a witch doctor for help."

"Can you take care of it for a while, I will go to Xueyue City to find you in five months."

Yueqing clasped her hands together, pretending to be helpless and begged.

"Then just go find someone who saved your sister?" Lei Wujie asked with a sneer in his heart.

Yueqing looked puzzled: "The immortal from Penglai only saves lives, not cures diseases."

"Immortal Penglai, could it be Mo Yi?" Lei Wujie exclaimed.

Yueqing was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "It seems to be called this name."

Lei Wujie raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't expect Mo Yi, the number one master of Shaoge, to save Yueyao.

Just when she was about to continue asking, she suddenly felt a ray of fragrant wind blowing around her. Turning her head to see, Yueyao hugged her arm and looked at him with blinking eyes.

"Dahei, I want to go to Xueyue City."

Smelling the fragrance from Yueyao's body at such a close distance, coupled with the smooth feeling of her white jade hands, Lei Wujie's face quickly became hot and his breathing became short of breath.

Turning his head to look at Yueqing awkwardly, what surprised him was that Yueqing didn't seem to care.

"It seems that my sister is very affectionate to you."

Sikong Qianluo patted Lei Wujie on the back, and chuckled maliciously.

"This is the beauty delivered to your door, you have to work hard."

Lei Wujie sighed inwardly, if you knew she was Baili Dongjun's sweetheart, you wouldn't say that.

But after what happened just now, he was really reluctant to let Yueyao leave him, so he and Sikong Qianluo agreed to Yueqing's request.

Then he told Sikong Qianluo everything that Xie Xuan and Jing Baiming said just now.

"It's not too late. I'll write a letter to Dad after I return to the medicine shop."

"and also."

"What else?"

"Did we forget that there is someone who might be able to cure this sister."

"You mean Sister Bai!"