Huafa Luoyang

Xun Luo frowned, knowing that he was no match for an assassin at this time, dodging would be courting death, so struggling was a pounce.

This pounce was unexpected by the assassin, he was so shocked that he couldn't stop his move, Xun Luo's willow-leaf dagger had already smeared his neck.

The moment Xun Luo made a move, his thoughts changed sharply, and he realized that if only this one person appeared, he would be fine, but if a second person appeared secretly, he was afraid that he would never see Zhuang Jiuyao again.

After this pounce, another assassin appeared behind him, and Xun Luo was thinking about Zhuang Jiuyao at that moment.Facing the imminent danger of his life, he was even more afraid of something happening to Zhuang Jiuyao.

He even hoped that Zhuang Jiuyao had abandoned him and left.

The same trick cannot be used a second time, at this time he can only dodge.Holding the willow-leaf dagger tightly, a few tumbling swords barely avoided the assassin's long sword, and the third person flew down from the room.

It is a situation of front and rear attack.

He was very peaceful in his heart, anyway, he was alone, so let's die.

There was nothing to think about, he spotted one of them and launched an offensive.He has no intention of backing down, and his subordinates have a way of advancing and retreating. Even if he loses his internal strength, he will still make the enemy secretly frightened.

If you really want to be afraid of dying, you are afraid of people like Xun Luo who are still rational even if you want to die.

There are so many desperadoes in Tianmen, Xun Luo is different, he is the most desireless among the desperadoes, he is the only accident in Tianmen that has no weakness, he is the hardest and hardest stone to break.

Of course, this is the past.

Speaking of which, at the moment, the person in front of him was forced to retreat, and the willow-leaf dagger had already been shot, which was a unique move.But just as he was moving, the sword wind came from behind him.

He has a calm face, and now he is faster than anyone else.

Although it seemed that he was pierced by a sword, it was a foregone conclusion.

The wound on his hand should have been split open, and Xun Luo didn't have a single thought left for himself, his hand was not moving, and blood was seen in the blink of an eye.The assassin in front of him had his trachea cut open, and at the same time he prepared himself for the sharp pain behind him, but there was nothing.

Turning around in a little surprise, just in time to see the assassin fell down holding the sword, Zhuang Jiuyao stood behind the assassin, nonchalantly wiped off the blood splashed on his face, and drew out the long sword that pierced the heart.

Xun Luo's black iron long sword.

Zhuang Jiuyao grinned, and Xun Luo's eyes darkened.

In order to suppress his emotions, he had no choice but to turn his head and look around.There was also a sound of ping-ping-pong-pong next door, and then Zhuang Ning'er ran in with Mi'er, smelling like blood, and said in a panic, "Young master! Find elder brother!"

"It's nothing." Zhuang Jiuyao's expression was covered by the night, and his voice seemed very indifferent, "There is something wrong with this inn, and I can't prescribe the medicine because I'm here. Just these few people attacked directly regardless of their care, we really think we are sick cat."

Only then did Xun Luo sniff it carefully, and found that there was indeed a faint scent of fragrance in the air, and this smell was all too familiar.It's just that I don't know what method Zhuang Jiuyao used, the smell has almost dissipated, if it wasn't for his rich experience, he would never have discovered that he had been smeared with incense.

The three of them didn't see Qi Yun, so they hurriedly went to look, pushed the door and went in, only to find that Qi Yun was gone.

A plum blossom was left on the window frame.

At this time, in a small inn in Linzhen twenty miles away, Qi Yun woke up leisurely.

He blinked, and found that the curtains on the couch seemed to be different from before going to sleep, and his body was a little tired, so he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.After a moment of silence, he sat up abruptly.

Turning to see that handsome face.

Mei Ji sat next to the table, looked at a plum blossom in her hand, and asked, "Are you awake?"

"Master? Why are you here? Are you finished?" Qi Yun was shocked, "Oh no, why am I here? Where is this place? Brother Zhuang and the others?"

Mei Ji seemed to be dissatisfied, turned her head to look at him with a corner of her mouth: "I just woke up and saw my teacher, and the first thing I said was to ask someone else, don't you care if I have been tortured these days?"

Qi Yun blinked and looked at him seriously: "Master, are you okay?"

This kid is really, sincerely at home, and every word that comes out of his mouth seems extremely sincere.Mei Ji is like a child pretending to be unhappy and begging for sweets. At this time, he smiled complacently when he succeeded, his voice was still soft and hoarse: "It's okay."

After speaking, he got up and walked to the bed, took Qi Yun's hand to feel his pulse, and asked, "What happened along the way? Tell me in detail."

Qi Yun nodded, hesitated for a while and asked first: "Master, what happened just now? Why am I so tired? What about them?"

Mei Ji said indifferently: "They? Maybe they are being hunted down by assassins."

Qi Yun threw off the quilt as soon as he heard this, and immediately wanted to get out of bed.Mei Ji stretched out his hand to hold him down: "Why are you in such a hurry, how can you die so easily? You are in the scent of human beings. The man named Zhuang is the owner of the Medicine King Valley, so don't worry about him. Why do you want everyone How about taking care of it? Obviously, you can't take care of yourself."

"So master, do you know?" Qi Yun was surprised, "When I mentioned you that day, Brother Zhuang seemed to know you, saying that you were his old friend. Master, are you also from Yaowang Valley?"

Mei Ji narrowed her eyes, repeated the word "old friend", and chewed on it for a while, seeing Qi Yun staring at her eagerly, before answering: "No."

"Oh." Qi Yun lowered his head, seeing that Meiji had stopped talking, he started talking about the fight with Song Qiao that day, all the way to the news of Nangong Changyang's death, and after he finished speaking, he felt sad and fell silent.

The master and apprentice sat opposite each other for a while, Mei Ji frowned slightly, and asked, "Yun'er, do you want to save that Xun Luo?"

"Yes!" Qi Yun became excited, "Master, do you have a solution? You must have a solution, right?"

Mei Ji didn't answer, but asked again, "Do you know who is chasing them tonight?"

Qi Yun shook his head blankly, Mei Zhi said, "That's from Tianmen."

Tianmen, Qi Yun has never heard of this name.Mei Ji raised the corner of her mouth: "Do you know where Tianmen is? And do you know who Xun Luo is?"

With a dazed face, Mei Ji said softly: "Tianmen is a hell on earth in this world, it only serves power, and it is full of ghosts who only know how to kill. And your brother Xun is the son of the master of Tianmen, the last ghost among all the ghosts." It's out of the ordinary, and it's also the most unpredictable one."

Qi Yun was stunned, speechless for a while.

"Let's set off tomorrow to help Xun Luo find the antidote." Mei Ji smiled, playing with the white jade flute in her hand, and said softly, "Things are getting more and more interesting."

At dawn, Qi Yun suddenly woke up in a daze, staring at the dark place, the more he thought about it, the clearer his mind became: Why does Master know this?He and Brother Zhuang are old friends, and he is so familiar with Tianmen, which is unknown to the world. He not only possesses high martial arts skills, but also the method of witchcraft in southern Xinjiang. Who is he?

Then there was another thought, he touched his heart, and murmured in confusion: "I called him Master, so are we enemies or relatives?"

Thinking of the desire to revitalize the Qilian faction, it's like something happened in the previous life.

Let's say that Xun Luo and his group were assassinated in the inn, but they didn't disturb anyone in the inn. If they came to the inn, they had already been replaced, or they were the eyeliner of Tianmen.

This is really a bug that ran into a spider's web.

Before dawn, the three of them discussed with Mi'er, and they decided to leave early, and they had to leave to discuss where to go.Then he left the inn and walked northward.

Although Xun Luo's journey is still calm, in fact, he has already lost his mind.If he was the only one, he would have been killed if he was hunted down. It's not like he didn't die before, but now following these three people, he was really terrified.

Hall Master Suzaku protects him, but now he is poisoned and has lost his internal strength, and he is surrounded by people of unknown origin. There are too many reasons for being obliterated.Tianluo is no longer the sect master, he cannot be an exception every time.

The four of them ran to the edge of the town and passed by the small peony yard for the third time, but no one was in the mood to take a second look.Gradually approaching the field, Xun Luo saw a person by the side of the path from a distance, bending over and digging something on the ground.

He said softly "someone", several people stopped and looked at each other for a moment, but they didn't know where to get out of the town other than this small road.

The person not far away has never been disturbed, and the small hoe in his hand is cleverly moving, as if afraid of hurting the things to be dug below.

Zhuang Jiuyao looked at it for a while, then said: "It's all right, let's go up and have a look."

As he spoke, he walked away, Xun Luo carried Mi'er on his back, and followed behind with Zhuang Ning'er.When he arrived in front of that person, Zhuang Jiuyao suddenly recognized him and called out, "Old man."

The old man didn't lift his head: "The peony has been defeated."

It turned out to be that kind of peony old man, Xun Luo felt relieved for some reason, followed by a trace of tiredness.Zhuang Jiuyao asked: "Where is your pain? Why are you digging windbreaks before dawn?"

The old man got up and said with a smile: "There is no pain anywhere, but when people get old, sleepiness will fly away. When I wake up, I just look for something to do."

Zhuang Jiuyao said something again, but Xun Luo couldn't hear clearly, he felt as if it was raining, and his face was soaked.

But why is the rain warm?

He was still carrying Mi'er on his back, so it was inconvenient to go to wipe the water, he just felt tired and flustered.

Consciousness gradually blurred, and there seemed to be some fishy and salty taste on his lips.He suddenly felt that he was floating in the air, his feet couldn't touch the ground, he couldn't reach out, and he couldn't speak, and then his consciousness finally pulled away.

The moment he fell forward, he tightened his arms around Mi'er to ensure that she was behind and would not be crushed by him.

Then I don't know anything.