The moon is bright and the wind is clear

After all, he suddenly saw some ferocious long snakes of different colors appearing on the hillside, all spit out red letters from their mouths, with sharp fangs above, crawling towards Mo Qingfeng with a hiss.

Mo Qingfeng frowned slightly, and smiled: "So you know how to summon snakes, it's not bad, it can be taught by future generations."

Fen Dai covered her mouth and smiled again: "It's not as vicious as the young master's Zi Ming Zhu Xin Palm and a phantom sound."

At this moment, Sikong Lang finally caught up with Mo Qingfeng from behind.

Wiping off his sweat, he stopped and saw Mo Qingfeng surrounded by a group of long snakes, and his heart was suddenly pulled.

He turned around and flew to Mo Qingfeng's side, nervously said: "Xiaoqi, are you okay?"

Mo Qingfeng frowned: "What are you doing here, mind your own business."

While speaking, he used the force in his palm to push back the slowly approaching snake.

"Why are there so many snakes?" Then it was discovered that it was done by the two people standing opposite.

Seeing that it was a disciple of the Cangyun Sect, Sikong Lang said: "You two, please go back first. I know that you want to take the head of Lan away, but you also know that Lan Xuzhi's position as the head of the sect is not justified. If the words don't go well, there are not a few people in the world who want to take his life, so it's better to let him stay on the cliff and live the rest of his life in a normal way."

Fen Dai's expression suddenly turned pale: "Master Sikong, as the master of the Xuanzong sect, you actually say such a thing, what do you mean by that, do you want the master to be imprisoned in this place for the rest of your life, so that you can It is logical to secure the position of the suzerain of the first martial arts sect, isn't it? Oh, you are so naive."

However, Sikong Lang smiled leisurely, held the hands of the people around him tightly, and said: "You are wrong, I already have concerns in my heart, but I will not enter this Jianghu again. Never mind."

Fen Dai and Yun Shuwang saw that Sikong Lang took Mo Qingfeng's hand naturally, they laughed and said, "Hahaha, I forgot, the master of Sect Sikong is not only a broken sleeve, but also an infatuated kind. What you did in the main hall of Xuanzongmen opened the eyes of me and other Jianghu disciples, it can be said that there is no difference in the world for a while, tsk tsk tsk..."

When Mo Qingfeng heard this, his face turned slightly red, and he became even more angry, trying to seal the man's mouth.

How dare he mock him and Sikong Lang?court death!

"Hey, is Young Master Mo blushing?" Fen Dai stared at Mo Qingfeng's face leisurely.

And Mo Qingfeng also smiled, and said: "I just want to say one more thing, if you don't want to die, disappear immediately, otherwise... don't blame me for being rude."

Seeing that the veins in Mo Qingfeng's hands were protruding and he seemed to be using his palm again, Sikong Lang pressed down his hand, turned his head and said to the two of them, "Please go down the mountain, you two, this is really not the place you should come to. Listen to me, Lan Xu Zhi is being taken care of now, so you don’t have to worry.”

The two still didn't give up, and wanted to use this snake summoning technique to deal with Mo Qingfeng and Sikong Lang again, but they didn't expect a phantom that was about to disappear suddenly appeared behind them, and hit their acupuncture points in one click.

Fen Dai and Yun Shuwang regained their senses and realized that it was Mo Qi who had been learning martial arts with them all those years ago.

The two of them were hit by acupuncture points and couldn't move their bodies, but they were able to speak at last, Fendai said: "Mo Qi, is it really you? What did you do to Senior Brother Lan? Why did you imprison him in this place."

Mo Qi turned his back to the two of them, and said: "You don't need to ask any more questions today, he will live in Guanwangya from now on, I will take care of him, you go back."

Yun Shuwang said, "Unexpectedly, after five years of absence, your skill has reached this level. You used to be just a disciple with ordinary talent. Back then, I really underestimated you. You are really unfathomable."

Mo Qi turned around and said to the two: "It's just a blessing in disguise to be able to get this kung fu. Since you know that you are not my opponent, then please go back and don't come up to the Guanwang Cliff again. You know the consequences .”

Fen Dai was still a little reconciled: "Why is this so? Is it because Senior Brother Lan killed Master? So you want to put him under house arrest forever and let him atone for his crime?"

Mo Qi just replied to them: "That's right."

Turning around suddenly, she said silently in a voice she could hear: "Because, I love him so much."

After finishing speaking, he clicked on the sleeping point of the two of them, and summoned the big red bird to send Fendai and Yun Shuwang to the bottom of the watching cliff.

At this time, the night was getting deeper, and a gust of wind blew by, blowing on the halfway up the mountain, making people's cheeks a little painful.

Seeing the back of Mo Qi riding away slowly on the big red bird, Mo Qingfeng suddenly felt a little cold at this moment, but his palms were warm.

At this moment, Mo Qingfeng realized that his hand had been held by Sikong Lang.Mo Qingfeng blushed, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, the temperature on his hand suddenly disappeared, and Sikong Lang suddenly let go of his hand.

Mo Qingfeng felt that his hands were empty, and saw Sikong Lang fell to the ground.

what happened? !

As soon as Mo Qingfeng supported him, he saw that his face was pale, his face was dark, and his breathing was slightly short of breath.

Mo Qingfeng finally could no longer pretend nothing happened: "Sikong Lang, what's wrong with you? Why did this happen?!"

Right now, he didn't notice that his tone of voice had changed quite a bit, but seeing Sikong Lang's look as if he was about to die, he felt his heart sink to the bottom of the valley.

Sikong Lan tried her best to open her mouth: "Xiao Qi... I... I seem to have been bitten by a poisonous snake."

At this moment, Mo Qingfeng seemed to have a sharp knife cutting his heart, and asked anxiously, "Where is it?"

Sikong Lang was really at a loss for words at this time, he forced himself to point to his right calf with his finger.

Mo Qingfeng rolled up Sikong Lang's trouser legs, and sure enough, he saw two tiny red holes and snake teeth marks on Sikong Lang's right leg.

That's right, the two people from the Cangyun faction were bitten by the poisonous snakes drawn out by the snake summoning technique just now, but I had already used my internal force to drive away the snakes just now, but I didn't expect that there would be fish slipping through the net.

"This venomous snake, I just remembered, it is a century-old venomous snake, I think this time I am sure to die. Heh, Xiao...Xiao Qi, look... am I dying?" Sikong Lang moved his lips. It also gradually turned white, and his five fingers trembled slightly. Mo Qingfeng held his hand, as if he felt that Sikong Lang would close his eyes and leave him in the next moment.

Mo Qingfeng's hands also began to tremble, but he still calmed down and said, "I won't let you die. I didn't let you die before, and now I won't let you die without my permission!"

Sikong Lang's breathing seemed to be a little shallow, but he forced a smile: "You are really domineering."

"Don't talk! I'll use my inner strength to help you expel the poison!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately pressed his palms against Sikong Lang's back, and exerted the mighty internal force into Sikong Lang's body.

Mo Qingfeng felt his palms start to heat up, but Sikong Lang's back was still icy, showing no sign of turning warm.

Not long after, white cold air leaked from Sikong Lang's back, but he still didn't see the black poisonous air leaking from his body.

"Hmm..." Suddenly, Sikong Lang leaned forward suddenly, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and fell sideways on the ground.

Mo Qingfeng was horrified, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Sikong Lang, only to hear Sikong Lang forcefully opened his eyes, smiled at him bleakly, and said weakly: "Xiaoqi, maybe this time... I really have to take a step first There is no way to see you take the initiative to me again. Thinking about it... I really feel that it is a pity. Originally... I wanted to quit the arena with you and spend the rest of my life hand in hand with you. It seems that I can only want to Think about it."

"Sikong Lang! Don't...don't die, I won't allow you to die, did you hear that!"

At this moment, Mo Qingfeng couldn't keep his composure any longer, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Xiaoqi, you...you must live a good life and don't kill people anymore. To meet you in this troubled world, to know and love you, the gods have treated me well, hehe...why are you crying? If others see it, they will laugh at you, young master of the Qingyuan sect, don't act like a girl."

Sikong Lang still wanted to reach out his hand to wipe away the tears on Mo Qingfeng's face, but his hand was only raised half way up, and it couldn't go up anymore, it stopped suddenly, and then slowly fell down.

thump!

At this moment, Mo Qingfeng felt that his heartbeat had stopped suddenly, the surrounding scenery was instantly blurred, and the night wind seemed to have stopped, leaving only black and white in the whole world.

Crashed!

Mo Qingfeng seemed to feel an overwhelming sense of extinction rolling towards him, shouting in his brain.

He laughed suddenly, then cried again.

A drop of tear trickled down between Sikong Lang's eyebrows, and slowly fell down, soaking his eyelashes.

"Don't!" The heart-piercing roar echoed faintly on the mountainside.

Mo Qingfeng's voice was full of tears: "Sikong Lang, don't die!"

As if he was not reconciled, he lifted up his palms and stuck them on Sikong Lang's vest again, channeling his inner strength for him.

Over and over, over and over.

However, Sikong Lang still couldn't wake up.

He kept feeding Sikong Lang's true qi like crazy, as if he would never tire, until the true qi in his body was empty, he finally withdrew his palms.

"Don't... I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I won't let you die!"

Putting his palm on Sikong Lang's vest again, Mo Qingfeng was already exhausted, as if he was about to fall to the ground the next moment.

"You said it, you said you would join hands with me, you can't lie to me, you can't lie to me..."

The internal force poured into Sikong Lang's body again, but Sikong Lang didn't even bother to lift his fingers now.

Mo Qingfeng's eyes were already red, and his clothes were wet with tears.

At this time, a big red bird appeared in the sky above the mountainside. It flapped its wings and flew to the place where Mo Qingfeng was, and then jumped down from above suddenly.