Anecdotes with facial paralyzed subordinates

Hao Liang frowned, waved his arms, and a wall of fire appeared between Yan Ke and Jiang Xing.Jiang Xing was startled and took two steps back.Put some distance away from Yan Ke.

Hao Liang looked at Jiang Xing, the corners of his mouth slightly bent down, showing a trace of compassion.He shook his head and put on a mocking expression again.

"It's really strange," Hao Liang said, "You still want to find Lin Jue?"

Jiang Xing glanced at Hao Liang calmly. "Master Mozun," he said flatly, "I am waiting for an unknown person, and whoever I want to find has nothing to do with you."

Hao Liang sneered. "Interesting," he said, "Isn't this Lin Jue the villain who betrayed his sect, deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors, and killed his master with his own hands? Were you not there when he killed Qiao Long?"

Jiang Xing's face changed slightly. "That's not Lin Jue," he said, his voice was normal, but trembling could be heard, "Lin Jue...he would never do such a thing."

"That's right, that's definitely not Lin Jue." Hao Liang said while closing his eyes lightly, as if he was avoiding some facts.When he opened his eyes again, the mocking expression remained on his face.

"Because Lin Jue died a long time ago." Hao Liang said.

Jiang Xing's complexion was as white as a dead man's. "I don't believe it," he said.

"You don't believe me?" Hao Liang smiled, "I still have to thank you. Thank you for giving Lin Jue a blanket in the ice cell. Otherwise, Lin Jue's body is so delicate, and he would have been frozen."

Jiang Xing's sword fell to the ground with a "dang". "How do you know? Are you..." He opened his eyes wide, with a complex look on his face, which seemed to be intertwined with joy, pain and fear, making Jiang Xing's expression very strange, "...Is it him I told you, you know him..."

"Of course I know." Hao Liang sneered, "I also know that when Lin Jue returned to Shihong Mountain for the last time 60 years ago, he drew a bastard for you in prison. How is it? Did you listen to him and draw that bastard carefully?" Wang Ba keep it?"

"Where is he?" Jiang Xing's eyes were red, and he rushed towards Hao Liang, almost throwing him to the ground, but was stopped by the flames released by Hao Liang, "Tell me, where is he?"

"He died a long time ago." Hao Liang's eyes flashed a cruel look, "When he went to Qingling Valley with your master, he died there."

"Impossible!" Jiang Xing roared, "If he is really dead, how would you know those things? It must be him..."

"Of course I know." Hao Liang interrupted him coldly, "Because the one who took your blanket and drew you bastards is not himself,"

He tapped his forehead.

"It's me."

Jiang Xing was still, and he stared at Hao Liang in a daze, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of his words. "...Is it you?" He stared at Hao Liang and shook his head, "In the ice prison, when we met for the last time, was it you?"

"It's me." Hao Liang said.

"No wonder..." Jiang Xing murmured, "I thought Lin Jue was a little weird at that time... no!" He gritted his teeth, raised his head, and reached out to grab Hao Liang's collar, "Don't try to lie to me! Are you Mozun! Lin Jue has nothing to do with you, what are you doing with his body?!"

Hao Liang waved Jiang Xing's hand aside. "Of course I have a reason," he said coldly, "I use his body, naturally to kill..."

Suddenly, several beams of light descended from the sky, interrupting Hao Liang's words, and pierced directly into the soil in front of him.The light gradually gathered, and finally turned into a cage, trapping Hao Liang tightly in it.

Several white-clothed monks descended from the sky, headed by head Feng of the Yuancheng faction.I haven't seen him for many years, his figure is slightly thinner, but his expression is still majestic.

"Master!" Seeing Master Feng rushing over, Jiang Xing showed some reassurance, "You're finally here! Mozun..."

Master Feng raised his hand to signal Jiang Xing not to continue talking.He raised his eyes and looked coldly at Hao Liang who was surrounded by the light prison.

Yan Ke frowned.Just as he was about to wave his fingers to cut open the blockage, he felt his hand being pressed by a gust of hot wind.He turned his head to look at Hao Liang, Hao Liang was expressionless, and his face was pale by the light of the sword around him.

"It's not a mistake." Yan Ke heard Hao Liang's words, and his voice was full of sarcasm, "Aren't you here to catch Tongshan God? What are you doing with me?"

Master Feng's gaze was like a sharp sword, passing through the gap in the cage and shooting straight at Hao Liang.

"You're not dead," he said.

Hao Liang snorted. "Of course I'm not dead." He said, "Shouldn't you have heard about it from the Qingxiao sect?"

He turned around and looked at the woman next to him who was confused about the situation.

"Since they are here to catch me, you should go first." Hao Liang said, "Take your little snake back and stay in the mountains and don't come out."

Seeing the tense situation, the woman blinked her eyes. "This situation is not good for you," she said, raising her hand, and the huge python turned around and rushed towards the monk in white. "Maybe I can help you a little."

A wall of fire appeared, and the giant python slammed on the brakes to avoid the blazing flames.The woman turned her head in doubt and met Hao Liang's eyes.

"Leave me alone." Hao Liang said, "This has nothing to do with you."

"But..." Before the woman finished speaking, Hao Liang frowned, the fire wall scattered, approached the woman, and drove her to the stone statue.The little snakes around were scorched by the scorching heat and scattered in all directions.

"Let's go." Hao Liang said coldly, "Don't get in my way."

The woman bit her lip lightly, and slowly retreated into the stone statue.Her figure gradually merged with the stone statue and disappeared, and the rustling of snakes around her gradually diminished, until finally there was only silence.

Head Feng was indifferent to that woman, whether she went or stayed had nothing to do with him.At this time, there was only a light in his dark eyes, which was the prison composed of his sword light.His eyes passed through the gap in the cage, and looked coldly at Mozun's face.

"Where is he?" Headmaster Feng asked in a deep voice.

There was no expression on Hao Liang's face. "Who is he?" He said, with sarcasm in his tone, "You Yuancheng faction are really interesting, you think I am something, one or two are missing, and they all come to me."

Head Feng ignored Hao Liang's teasing at all. "Where is he?" he repeated.

Hao Liang sneered. "Why, you dare not even say his name in front of your sect's disciples?" He said, "You have the nerve to ask me?"

Master Feng frowned slightly.The cage made of the sword approached Hao Liang quickly, quite threatening.

Hao Liang raised his eyes, showing a slight contemptuous expression.He flicked his finger lightly, and the sword light ignited a fire and turned into an ordinary sword blade.The metal was gradually blackened by the smoke.

Hao Liang stood in the flames, unharmed, and looked at Head Feng coldly.

"Where is Wen Tiandong, how is he doing, are you doing well?" His voice was indifferent, seemingly expressionless, but there was a flash of sadness in his eyes, "None of your business."

Immediately, the flames beside him turned into a short beam and shot straight at the group of white-clothed monks.

Headmaster Feng's expression froze, and the swords surrounding Hao Liang closed together, turning into a long sword, and quickly returned to Headmaster Feng's hand. He waved his wrist, and the sword light flashed, stopping the flame.

Seeing this, the surrounding monks launched attacks one after another.For a moment, countless dots of light pierced the air and moved towards Hao Liang.Hao Liang remained motionless, only staring at the light in the air, and the light turned into green smoke and disappeared into the night.

Headmaster Feng pondered for a moment, then immediately waved his arm, the sword in his hand shone with colorful light, transformed into several shadows, and disappeared into the air.

Yan Ke heard the sound of a sword cutting through the air coming from Hao Liang's side. He watched Hao Liang staring intently at the monk in front of him, his eyes were already blood red.

Yan Ke swung the wind blade and knocked down the sword that was integrated with An Ye, head of Feng's sect, and then stretched out his hand to embrace Hao Liang into his arms, touched the ground with both feet, and flew up suddenly.

Hao Liang froze for a moment, but did not struggle.He didn't lose consciousness, knowing that Yan Ke was afraid that things would get out of control, so he took him away, so he lowered his head, resting his forehead on Yan Ke's shoulder and neck, and relying on Yan Ke's sapphire body to cool himself down.

Unexpectedly, Yan Ke flew up and stopped immediately after flying a few feet away.He stayed in the air, narrowing his light blue eyes.In the dark night, under the light of the moon, the filaments faintly reveal the figure.A fine and dense net, only a few inches away from Yan Ke, firmly covered the deserted village.

Yan Ke frowned and looked down. The monk in white had a calm expression, as if he was not afraid of him running away.This layer of net was undoubtedly arranged before they appeared.

Hao Liang raised his head, the red light in his eyes had not completely faded, when he saw the net, he showed a look of impatience.Before Yan Ke could stop him, he waved his arm and launched an attack.

The fire rushed to the thread, but did not burn a single one.I saw the flames spread along the line to the surroundings, and finally gathered again, and in an instant, they spewed towards Yan Ke and the two.

Yan Ke hugged Hao Liang, pressed his head tightly against her skin, and quickly dodged.The flame burned so widely that Yan Ke had no choice but to fall to the ground.However, as soon as his toes touched the ground, white light shot straight from the monk in white, and it was about to trap the two of them again.

At this moment, Yan Ke's feet suddenly sank.He looked down and saw a pattern of rhododendrons appearing on the ground under his feet.The pattern expanded and surrounded Yan Ke, the soil in the cuckoo sank, and Yan Ke's body sank rapidly.Several monks moved forward to catch the two of them, but the border of the pattern on the ground suddenly emitted a strong light, cutting off the sleeves of the monks in an instant, forcing them back.

There was only a rumbling sound coming from the soil, and Yan Ke and Hao Liang were completely buried in the soil.The pattern shrunk and the light faded. Among the shocked monks in white, Jiang Xing gritted his teeth hard, jumped into the cuckoo, and grabbed Yan Ke's arm.

With a loud noise, the flower turned into a speck of dust and disappeared.Yan Ke, Hao Liang, and Jiang Xing disappeared.Under the sky net, among the villages, only a group of monks from the Yuan Cheng Sect remained, looking at each other with puzzled expressions.

Master Feng stared straight at the ground where the three disappeared, without saying a word.