Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Coming out of Tangjiabao, the sun was still shining brightly, but it made Wang Ti feel cold.

"Brother Wangti..." Jiang Junku held his shoulders and spoke hesitantly.

Wang Ti turned his back to him, ignored him, and weakly said to Heng Jing: "Brother, let's go, let's go back, let's go back to Shushan." He was tired and wanted to go back to Shushan, to that peaceful place.

Heng Jing gave the Qing Ye Sword to Mu Zhi, then stood in front of Wang Ti, with his hands behind his back, and slightly bent over: "You are injured, I will carry you on my back."

Wang Ti froze, looking at his senior brother's broad back, he felt a slight heat in his eyes for a moment: "Okay." He handed Bai Jin to Mu Zhi, and slowly lay on Heng Jing's back.

warm and cozy.

Mu Zhi followed behind the two, although he was holding three swords, he walked very steadily.

The backs of the three of them gradually drifted away. Jiang Junqian looked at it for a long time, his body was staggering, and he was a little unsteady.

The strength of the body was drained, and the thoughts became hazy.

Jiang Junku thought, maybe everything is over, from the moment he indirectly killed Tang Ling, maybe he lost everything.

Wang Ti's indifference may have revealed everything.He tried to reach out and grab something, but it all slipped from between his fingers and disappeared into thin air.

It's all over...

Suddenly, a dark blue figure entered Tangjiabao.After a while, the figure left Tangjiabao with Tang Ling in a dark black dress.

Jiang Junyu was taken aback for a moment, and saw a group of people rushing out of the Tangjiabao, headed by Tang Yuying, all of them held weapons in their hands and looked nervous.

"Chase! We must chase Tang Ling's body back!" Tang Yuying's voice was loud, and this sound woke up Jiang Junku who was standing stunned by the side.

A group of people were as powerful as a rainbow, each of them started using lightness kung fu, and disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Junku covered his shoulders and followed.Although he was seriously injured, he still had strength and footsteps.

Halfway through the chase, he ran into three people who were walking slowly.

"Brother Wangti!" Jiang Junqian's voice was not loud, but he tried his best, "Miss Tang's body was stolen! Hurry... hurry!"

Wang Ti, who was still drowsy on Hengjing's back, opened her pupils, turned her head and stared at Jiang Junyu suddenly: "Jiang Junku, what are you talking about?!"

"Tang Ling...'s body was stolen by Qing Curse!" Jiang Junqian coughed violently, his face pale.

Wang Ti jumped off Heng Jing's body, stumbled and took a few steps before she stabilized her center of gravity: "Where did he go?"

"Going to the cliff behind Tangjiabao..." Jiang Junqian coughed a few more times, and then pointed in the direction.

Wang Ti panicked, and the wound on his chest cracked a little more.Heng Jing stopped Wang Ti, who was in a hurry to rush over, with a solemn expression: "Your injury..."

"No, senior brother, I must not let Tang Ling die in peace!" Wang Ti's eyes were red, and he grabbed Heng Jing's front with both hands.

Heng Jing gritted his teeth and patted Wang Ti's wound a few times. The bleeding stopped and the pain eased a little: "Junior brother, let's go together."

"En." Replied softly, Wang Ti had already taken control of the sword.

"Take me!" Jiang Junku grabbed Wang Ti's clothes, "At least, I want to do something."

Wang Ti glanced at Jiang Junyu from top to bottom, then her face turned cold: "Then stop talking nonsense!"

Three swords and four people rushed towards the cliff one after another.

When they rushed to the cliff, the Tangjiabao people had already surrounded Qing Cur, forcing Qing Cur to the edge of the cliff.

He hugged Tang Ling and smiled slightly: "A Ling, brother is here..."

"Stop being ridiculous! What kind of brother are you?!" Tang Yuying roared angrily, pointing at Qing Cur, "Monster, let her go!"

Qing Cur hugged Tang Ling tightly, staring at Tang Yuying with dark red pupils: "A Ling is mine, mine! No one can take it away!"

Yes, Tang Ling was born for him, how could others take it away?

"You killed her, you killed her!" Wang Ti withdrew her sword and walked slowly towards Qing Cur, "Qing Cur, you killed your Ling, she is no longer yours!"

Qing Ju freed a hand from his waist to touch a short sword and threw it towards Wang Ti: "Don't come here! No, I didn't, I didn't kill Ah Ling!"

Wang Ti was already injured, so he was unable to move, and the dagger came very fast, even though he dodged quickly, the dagger still scratched his right arm.Even so, he was still slowly approaching the green curse.

"Are you lying to yourself? Qing Cur, can you lie to yourself?" He sneered, the wound on his right arm was bleeding, and soon soaked his entire right arm, and the blood dripped onto the soil into the soil.

Jiang Junyu clutched his shoulders and followed closely behind Wangti, for fear that no one would be able to catch him in time if he fell down.

"No..." Qing Cur shook his head, then lowered his head and touched Tang Ling's cold and bloodless face in his arms, "Ah Ling, I won't believe them..." He hugged Tang Ling again and smiled, "Hehe , Ah Ling is mine, even if he dies, it is... mine..."

With a leap, his figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

Wang Ti rushed out first, and then jumped down.Jiang Junqian, who was always the closest to Wang Ti, didn't hesitate, and jumped down immediately.

It was just an instant thing, but four people fell off the cliff.

"Senior brother!"

"Brother Wang Ti!"

Heng Jing and Mu Zhi yelled out one after another, Heng Jing was eager to jump, but was held back by Mu Zhi, who was still sensible.

"Brother, don't be impulsive..." Mu Zhi had tears in his eyes, "You jumped down, who is going to find someone!"

Heng Jing froze for a moment, his red eyes flickered, and a tear fell to the ground.

That's right, even he has lost his mind, so what should Mu Zhi do?

He turned to look at Mu Zhi, his face was covered with tears, his teeth were biting his lips, obviously holding back.

"I'm sorry..." He stretched out his arms to embrace Mu Zhi, and apologized softly.

"Woooo..." Mu Zhi burst into tears all of a sudden, she stretched out her hand and patted Hengjing's back a few times, but in the end she still hugged Hengjing tightly.

If Wang Ti died, Heng Jing would be more than sad?

Tang Yuying's lips trembled a few times, and then she turned to the people behind her: "Go to the bottom of the cliff!"

The back cliff of Tangjiabao is more than [-] feet long, even Yujian is extremely dangerous.However, if you go around from the backyard of Tangjiabao, you can reach the bottom of the cliff.

"Young Master Tang!" Heng Jing said suddenly, "Can you..."

Tang Yuying turned her back to them and nodded: "Follow up if you want to."

Heng Jing let go of Mu Zhi, and patted her on the shoulder: "Let's go."

All their hopes were pinned on Tangjiabao, and now they only hope that Wang Ti can live.However, the fear in my heart continued to spread with the delay of time.

Wang Ti was seriously injured, even Jiang Junku jumped down, but Jiang Junku couldn't be expected to save him at all.I'm afraid that in the end, Wang Ti, who is seriously injured, will be distracted from protecting Jiang Junku.

Alive...with little hope.