Every time I go back to the mountain, I will see the apprentices making trouble

Qinghuai was in a good mood, and everything went according to his expectations, and he won the leader of the Qiuhui. The dark needle wounded Hai Wu so that he could not perform his kung fu for half a month. Thinking of taking up the challenge so readily today, is this because you want to fight yourself hard?What an interesting little wild cat, he was a little bit reluctant that Lu Xingchen was dead.All the disciples of the outer sect were devoted to him, and the disciples of the inner sect had no one who could stand out. Three days later, he was able to kill Lu Xingchen and get the Qiming Sword.If you are lucky, not only will you be able to escape unscathed, but you will also injure the Lingfeng faction severely, and the hard work of the past year will not be in vain.

It's not in vain for him to lie low and be a small boy, and be shouted around like a pig or dog at the outer door.

Thinking of this, Qinghuai suddenly felt hatred, and her steps became heavier involuntarily.In the next step, he fell into the formation arranged by Lu Xingchen.

Lu Xingchen sneered and pulled out the Qiming Sword, pointing at Qinghuai.Qinghuai's expression was not flustered, but he was ready to draw his sword to block. Lu Xingchen swung his sword across and slashed at him from the air. He raised his sword to block, and the ground under his feet cracked. The arm was extraordinarily heavy, as if what he was holding was no longer a sword, but a mountain.

a big mountain.

"Heh, Wanjun Mountain Formation?" The veins on Qinghuai's forehead bulged, but he still said casually, "Can you sacrifice this kind of intercepting and killing formation?"

Of course not.Lu Xingchen also had cold sweat dripping from his temples. When he woke up this morning, he couldn't even hold his sword. The poisonous streaks of flames crawled wantonly on his arms and thighs. He insisted on swallowing the medicine Hua Yi gave him, and now he can stand up. it's here.

It doesn't matter, anyway, he is going to die, and before he dies, Qinghuai must be killed to give him a back.

kill!

Lu Xingchen lowered his wrist, the brilliance of the Qiming sword flowed, and Qinghuai's seven orifices began to bleed, but he still smiled miserably, "The fire poison is not good, let me guess how long you can last, one breath, two breaths ?” After finishing speaking, he gritted his teeth, blocked Lu Xingchen's sword abruptly, and began to charge into the formation.

Lu Xingchen spat out the blood from his mouth, raised his hand and slashed at Qing Huai with his sword, Qing Huai raised his sword to block it.His sword was originally an inferior sword used by outer sect disciples, just now it was infused with his spiritual power just now when Lu Xingchen gave it a critical blow, and it was broken into two pieces the next time.

Qinghuai's five fingers turned into claws, resisting Lu Xingchen's sword, "Hahaha, the mountains are so poor, so you have this little ability!" He was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his expression was ferocious, which made Lu Xingchen shudder.

"Eldest brother, what are you doing!" Mo Wendi finally found Lu Xingchen in the corner of this inaccessible mountain, but he saw that he was about to strike again with a sword to kill him with the bloody Qinghuai on his face.

Lu Xingchen tilted his head slightly, "What are you doing? Kill the spies of the Demon Cult!"

"But... you..." Mo Wendi hesitated, "Are you really all right? "

"Junior Brother, listen to me, I'm not a spy of the Demon Cult, everything is a misunderstanding, quickly withdraw the formation, Senior Brother Xingchen will not be able to hold on anymore!" Qing Huai's expression instantly became innocent and worried, Mo Wen Di paused, "Eldest senior brother, quickly put away your sword!"

Lu Xingchen was anxious and angry at this moment, "Why don't you believe me? I'll explain to you after I kill him first."

Seeing that Lu Xingchen's mind was shaken, Qing Huai began to rush into the formation with all his might, broke through the formation at once, and escaped vomiting blood.

Seeing this, Mo Wendi quickly pressed down on Lu Xingchen, "Brother!"

"Let me go! Let me kill him!"

"Crack!" Qiming Sword fell to the ground with Mo Wendi's palm, "Calm down!"

The silver mirror-like blade of the sword reflected Lu Xingchen's bloodshot eyes, and the hair that was always combed meticulously in the past was also scattered on the side of his face, making him look in a mess.

"Yeah, I lost my composure so far..." Lu Xingchen remembered what Hua Yi said, covered his face in pain, his eyes turned black, and fell straight down.

Mo Wendi quickly caught him and hugged him horizontally. With the Qiming Sword, he used a displacement talisman given by his master to rush back to Baizhang Peak.

Lu Xingchen faintly woke up in Mo Wendi's arms, silently looking up at the sky.

"Brother, you...why are you so thin and light?" Mo Wendi felt as if he was holding a dead bone.

"Why do you seem to have hugged me? Maybe I'm so light... Where are you going?"

"Your room."

"Don't..." Before Lu Xingchen could finish his sentence, Mo Wendi had kicked the door open, and the bloody smell was unprepared, and there were dried or dark red bloodstains everywhere on the ground, bed, and table.

Mo Wendi's expression was stiff, and he said after a while: "Brother, is there anything you can't tell us, let's work together to find a solution?"

After hearing what he said, Lu Xingchen raised his hand and grabbed his collar, staring at Mo Wendi's bland, expressionless face. After a long time, he lowered his hand weakly.

"Oh, what are you talking about? They said that I was injured by the demons and died in three days? Or did I vomit blood every day and even have no strength to clean up? I have said more than once that Qinghuai has a problem. Does anyone believe me? You see I, I'm dying...Who can save me? No! I want to kill Qinghuai for revenge? I can't do it! The once high-ranking chief is going to die in this dirty and dark room today, hahahahaha, ridiculous! "The more Lu Xingchen laughed, the more crazy he became.

"Go to my room first." Mo Wendi said calmly.

"Get lost! I won't go!" Lu Xingchen said.

"I can't help you." Mo Wendi hugged Lu Xingchen tightly, how could this elder brother who was once as expensive as the clouds in the sky fall into the mud so easily and be trampled by others.

How cruel to let those who admire him and are overwhelmed by his charm see him like this.

Lu Xingchen leaned on the wooden couch, letting Mo Wendi clean his hands and wipe his face, his slightly opened eyes were filled with neither sadness nor joy.

He suddenly said: "Drink some wine, it will make you feel better after drinking."

He said, "I want to drink."

Mo Wendi asked, "Where is it? I'll get it."

Lu Xingchen said: "Under that locust tree."

After a while, Mo Wendi fetched the wine with thin sweat on his forehead, Lu Xingchen took the cup and poured himself a drink.

Mo Wendi was actually worried that Lu Xingchen would be too sober, making his next plan impossible.Drinking is also good.

When Lu Xingchen was slightly drunk, Mo Wendi approached him: "Elder brother?"

Lu Xingchen frowned, closed his eyes and responded.

If he wanted to watch Lu Xingchen die, Mo Wendi couldn't do it.My family is broken, why did I come to Lingfeng sect, finally the teachers are harmonious, I have my master, senior brother, second senior brother, and third senior sister to take care of me.God wants to take all of this away again?If it is said that destiny cannot be changed.

This time, he will defy the sky.