Rivers and lakes

Xue family.

in the bedroom.

Fengyangui cried and howled, and the sound resounded through the four bedrooms next door.

Que Chuan, who came from Yijian Valley, was applying medicine to Tan Ming. When he heard the screams of killing pigs from the next door, his men stopped, thought for a while, and said, "If it hurts, you can call me too." Speak up."

Tan Ming, who was sweating profusely but didn't make a sound, waved his hands, signaling that he is a man, how can he cry for his father and mother because of the slightest pain.

Que Chuan said: "But it's not good to let Feng Yan scream like this alone, it might be better if you call her too."

Tan Ming: "..." This traitor who stabbed brothers twice for women!

Tan Ming couldn't see clearly, even though Que Chuan picked up the rotten flesh on his back bit by bit with a dagger, he just refused to make a sound.After a long time, I probably couldn't bear it any longer, and asked to divert my attention: "Where is my little brother, where have you been these two days?"

"Where can he go? Little uncle's life or death is uncertain. Apart from searching all over the world, what else can he pretend to be?" Que Chuan said as he took a sip of the medicinal wine and sprayed it on Tan Ming's back where he had removed the carrion. .

The meaning of the latter sentence is a little unclear. Tan Ming was about to ask, but suddenly felt the pain, and the irritating tears burst out. The conditioned reflex was about to scream, but the scream that had flown freely from his throat was caught by his teeth. pressed into the mouth.

Tan Ming was absolutely sure that Que Chuan did it on purpose, otherwise he wouldn't even say hello.

He braced himself and sighed: "Sun Zhong's poisonous kung fu refining with flesh/body is probably hard for even a master Xuan to resist, let alone a junior uncle. And I can see clearly there, most of the miasma is absorbed by my junior uncle." A person inhaled it into the body. And the remaining bit directly poisoned a master who was half-into the diamond."

Ouyang Yi pushed the door in, just in time to hear this, and said, "I can't think about it because of the cold road. If the poison was heavy, Wuyou would have been poisoned to death. If he found it, it would be a pile of rotten meat. If the poison was not heavy, his life would be dead." Yu, I must find a place to recuperate now, there is no need for Han Lu to worry about it."

Tan Ming curled his lips and said in disapproval: "You can think about it."

"That is." Ouyang Yi said of course.

Quechuan medicinal herbs were applied to the wound, and a bandage was wrapped on him: "Be patient, the wound will heal in four or five days. Don't think it hurts, you're good, many of the lower bodies who went with him have completely recovered. Rotten."

Tan Ming said unhappily: "Can I compare with them? My cultivation base is a bit higher than theirs. If I wasn't too close to the corpse at that time, I wouldn't have suffered this crime."

Fengyan's face was full of tears and snot, crying without the beauty of pear blossoms and rain, Zuo Luo, who was gouging out the carrion for Fengyan, thought she couldn't bear it anymore, and choked: "If you howl any more, you'll get wrinkles."

One sentence immediately silenced Feng Yan, who was almost exhausted from howling, she choked half of her breath in her throat, and actually swallowed it.Really did not hear her voice again.

Zuo Luo was quite speechless, and applied medicine to Feng Yan's back that was as thick as fat. Under the white underwear, the unrotten skin was as smooth as snow, and could be broken by blowing bullets.Zuo Luo couldn't help but feel a little sad when comparing her fingers that had been roughened by martial arts.

Feng Yan carefully wiped away the tears near her eyes, her eyelids were dry after crying for a long time, and it hurt even a little bit of force, she could only hear her muttering in a nasal voice: "I won't follow any demon sects anymore, the last time Weijun Pavilion attacked Little Martial Uncle’s Moyun Sect was almost completely annihilated, and this time, both sides will suffer.”

"How can there be so many opportunities to fight again?" Zuo Luo packed up the medicine bag after bandaging Feng Yan, and said, "Fifth Fox brought elites to kill Mo Yunzong. The general and the fifth fox died together, the Wandu Sect is completely gone this time, and the Moyun Sect will probably be silent for many years."

Feng Yan asked softly: "You said little uncle is still alive?"

"After the little uncle was poisoned, he fell to the ground immediately, and was escorted away by his subordinates desperately. If the headquarters of the Moyun Sect hadn't been destroyed by the fifth fox, maybe they could have been saved. But now it's hard to say."

Feng Yan's tears started to fall again.

"Okay, don't cry. The life and death of the little uncle is not a matter of my decision, so try to think of the best."

On Qingcheng Mountain, Yijian Valley.

Zhao Xinhe didn't dare to tell the head of the news that Gu Wuyou's life and death were uncertain, so he came to the bamboo forest to find his master after thinking about it, and told Yifeng the matter concisely.

Unexpectedly, the reaction of Yifeng with Wannian's indifferent face was much more intense than he imagined, Zhao Xinhe didn't even have time to comfort him, Yifeng had already raised his giant sword and flew out of Qingcheng Mountain.

Zhao Xinhe ran behind and wanted to catch up, but he couldn't catch up, so he stomped his feet repeatedly.

Qiu Zhan saw it and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Xinhe bit the bullet and said: "Something happened to my little uncle, do you know?"

Qiu Zhan narrowed his eyes. Could it be that the plague in Qinhua Town has already been known by the Jianghu people, so he said, "Tell me about the incident carefully."

Zhao Xinhe wanted to explain the matter clearly, the more detailed it is, the more worrying it is, but the teacher's order must be obeyed, so he had to cut through the mess quickly, for fear that the fourth uncle would get angry and ignore it just like the master. I want to go down the mountain to find my little uncle.

But unexpectedly, Qiu Zhan didn't move, and didn't even say a word.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Xinhe saw that Qiu Zhan was still talking slowly, but he became anxious first: "Fourth Master Uncle, tell me, what should I do if I can't find Junior Martial Uncle now?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Qiu Zhan said, "Your little uncle's current cultivation should be on par with Han Lu, right?"

Zhao Xinhe didn't know why the Fourth Master Uncle asked this suddenly, Hanlu was not poisoned, even if he was poisoned, the amount of Gu Wuyou must be different, there is no way to compare.He had no choice but to say: "I heard from Han Lu that the two of you are just as good as each other."

Qiu Zhan glanced at Zhao Xinhe, knowing that he was in a bad mood and might not choose what to say.Otherwise, two masters who can enter Zhixuan and sweep the north and south of the river, how can they be described as half a catty.

Qiu Zhan continued to ask: "He is a master of the Vajra Realm, why would he allow poisonous gas to be poured into his nostrils? Not to mention that he was too late to react, such a situation does not exist for a master of the Vajra Realm."

Zhao Xinhe was stunned.

Qiu Zhan asked, "Who was standing behind him at that time?"

who?Zhao Xinhe thought about it carefully, "No one, everyone was standing behind him at that time, especially the few of us, who were very close to the main hall."

The rustling of the bamboo grove behind you is refreshing in the early spring afternoon.Zhao Xinhe seemed to have an idea in his head, but it was stuck in his head and he couldn't get it out.

I only heard Qiu Zhan say quietly: "That is to say, if Gu Wuyou escaped at that time, the ones who were poisoned would be the heroes standing behind him, right?"

Zhao Xinhe did not respond for a long time. If this is the case, then everyone present at that time owed Gu Wuyou their lives.Especially those who later heard that Moyunzong was killed and wanted to take this opportunity to destroy Moyunzong are simply ungrateful and ungrateful villains!

Zhao Xinhe hurried down the mountain. He wanted to rush back to Xue's house to tell Yuteng, Xue's family, and the whole world: it was this big devil who they said did all kinds of evil. In a critical moment, regardless of his own life or death, he saved the people on the mountain and down the mountain. Thousands of lives!

Qiu Zhan watched Zhao Xinhe's leaving back gradually disappear from sight. Unlike Zhao Xinhe's clear mind, the old fox who had been fighting for many years did not believe that Gu Wuyou didn't dodge at that time because he cared about the hundreds of people behind him. His life, but he did stop the spread of miasma with his own power.

This alone can offset Qin Huazhen's crimes by seven or eight.

What's more, if Gu Wuyou can survive this poisonous attack, now is the best time for him to return to Yijian Valley.

Qiu Zhan looked up at the clear sky, closed his eyes and sighed, "Wuyou, you must live."

This spring, the rivers and lakes are so light that there is not even a splash.

The Wandu Sect was destroyed, the life and death of Moyunzong's suzerain was uncertain, and the Huajian faction stayed at home.

It should have been a high-spirited event, but after returning to their homeland, the group of heroes who wiped out the Wandumen, they were silent and did not show off the grand occasion on the Queen Mother Mountain.

Because I don't know when, there were rumors suddenly in the world that they were able to go down the mountain alive because they were the leader of the demon sect who criticized them verbally and wanted to be punished by everyone, in exchange for their own lives.

This rumor makes them uncomfortable, but it is also an undeniable fact.

So there was no ambition to make Mo Yun Zong disappear by taking advantage of Mo Yun Zong's suffering.

Moyunzong was able to stabilize amidst the ups and downs.

The suzerain is not there, Mu Chong has already left, and the leader of the Moyun sect falls on the only saint, Situ Kou.

In the past few years, the Gorefiend has cultivated Mu Chong as his successor overtly and covertly. In order to ensure that the transfer of power will not cause a rebellion by the top Moyun Sect, Mu Chong's real power has grown and his direct lineage has also increased.

Not only did the Gorefiend not stop him, but he was optimistic about it, because the stronger Mu Chong was, the more Gorefiend would not let others bully him when he left Moyunzong in the future.

But the suzerain made thousands of calculations, but he didn't think that one day, Mu Chong would leave before him.

Especially the current situation has directly led to the fact that Moyunzong has no one who can stand up to the situation.

Fortunately, Situ Kou's prestige is still there. After beheading six mirror-breaking masters, no one in the Moyun Sect has dared to blatantly betray him until now.

But she couldn't last long alone.

All the exhaustion had been hidden the moment Situ Kou went out, and she was still the sacred and inviolable saint of Moyunzong.

Situ Kou walked through the corridor, and when he looked up, he saw a man standing in the yard.

The man was dressed in black, tall and tall, but his eyes were blue and his face was haggard. If you look carefully, the pupils of your eyes are still bloodshot.

Those who were able to appear in the courtyard without making a sound, without attracting the attention of the Moyun sect, did not think about anything but Hanlu.

Seeing him, Situ Kou frowned, and said impatiently: "I've said it all, and I don't know where the suzerain is. You don't want to appear in Moyunzong again."

Han Lu looked at her, and said with a sad smile: "The person who escorted Wuyou away on Wangmu Mountain is your Moyunzong. You still lie to me that you don't know where he is?"

"At that time, all the demon troops who went to Mount Wangmu were fully controlled by their spiritual consciousness. They had no consciousness at all. They could only follow their instincts to protect the suzerain and then come back."

Han Lu almost believed it. The last time Situ Kou used such an excuse to dismiss him, "I'm not talking about the magic army, but a young man who helped Gu Wuyou leave at that time. His clothes are different from the magic army."

Situ Kou knew that he was talking about Guan Yu, so the suzerain's personal guards naturally wore different clothes.

Looking at Situ Kou's appearance, Han Lu finally had a glimmer of hope in his ashen heart, and begged: "I followed him, but after entering the Moyun Sect, he disappeared. Can you let him come out, at least, Let me know if Wuyou is still alive."

Speaking of later, Han Lu's expression could not hide his despair.

Situ Kou turned his mind a few times, finally let go of his guard, and said in a slow tone: "I know that you have a close relationship with the suzerain, and I also know that you really care about the suzerain's safety. But I really don't know that the suzerain is here. Well, Guan Yu is in the Moyun Sect, but he doesn't know where the suzerain is."

Han Lu's mood today was full of ups and downs, just like the Yellow River passing through nine bends and eighteen bends. He could no longer bear too much stimulation, and he almost collapsed and said, "How could he not know! You find him, and I and He insisted!"

The sky suddenly turned gloomy, and a strong wind blew over Han Lu's head.

Situ Kou didn't notice the gloomy sky, and sighed: "If he knew where the suzerain is, would he still need to go out to look for it every day, and then you would find him and follow him?"

Han Lu felt that the nerves that supported him to travel north and south were about to break.

"Guan Yu didn't keep an eye on the suzerain at all. When he was about to go down the mountain, the suzerain became demonic and ran away. Guan Yu chased after him, only to see the suzerain jumping off the cliff. Whether he was alive or dead, he had no way of knowing."

Han Lu's lips trembled, he pursed his lips so that he could ask a complete sentence: "Which cliff is it?"