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"Very good." Tiansha Loose Cultivator laughed loudly, "Well, let's take a walk with me."

Nalan Qianliu remained calm, "I don't know where the senior is going to take the junior?"

"Go to the place you are most familiar with." Tiansha Loose Cultivator said in a cold voice, and when the banner moved, countless ghosts flew out and directly attacked Mount Jiuluo.

"Qianliu, go back!" Chu Ya stood with his sword slanted, under the light of the sword, countless ghosts and ghosts flew away.

Nalan Qianliu slashed open a ghost with his backhand, "This Tiansha Sanren is extremely difficult to deal with, you can't go head-to-head!"

On the dark clouds, there was thunder and thunder.Tian Sha Loose Man looked at the fight below with a cold expression, "Catch him up."

The Hunyuan Witch behind her gave a seductive smile and took her orders to leave.

Nalan Qianliu was haunted by several ghosts, and just as he was struggling, a touch of red fell from the sky and landed in front of Nalan Qianliu.

"Fellow Daoist Nalan, come with me."

Nalan Qianliu flicked his wrist, beheaded all the ghosts, and looked back at Hunyuan Witch, "Where's Xuan Chengzi?" He didn't respond to such a large formation of Tiansha Sanren.

Hunyuan Witch, "He, he is entangled by Tiansha scattered people, and he is in trouble at the moment."

Hearing this, Nalan Qianliu couldn't help but tighten his sword hand, "What exactly is Tiansha Sanren going to do?"

The Hunyuan Witch licked her red lips and winked at him, "I don't know, I just know he wants to catch you."

Nalan Qianliu's eyes sank, and he attacked the Primordial Witch, like lightning, with a deadly move.

The two of them went through a few tricks, and the Hunyuan Witch said impatiently, "I won't fight with you anymore!" After saying that, she made a tactic with her right hand, gathering all the ghosts floating around.

With a move of his left hand, Nalan Qianliu held out a long silver sword, and was about to go up to meet him, when the long-clothed and handsome Tiansha Sanren fell in front of him, his brows ached, and he fell unconscious.

……

Dimly, Nalan Qianliu seemed to have returned to Wangyue Mountain.He was lighting a lamp and reading a book in the house, but the sound of swords, lights and swords came from outside the house.

He opened the window and saw that there was a carriage being chased by the black-clothed swordsman behind the official road next to the mountain.

He looked at it quietly for a while, closed the window, and continued reading.He was imprisoned in Wangyue Mountain for several years, and his only pleasure was reading at night.

In the middle of the night, he wanted to blow out the candle, but he heard clear footsteps outside the house.

anyone?

He froze for a moment, then shook his head, no, there can be no one.There are so many restrictions on Wangyue Mountain, even he can't get out, so how can anyone come in.

"Dongfangyue, please see Mr.!" Someone had a hoarse voice, begging to see him outside the bamboo building.

It was a little girl, he closed his eyes and "looked", she was still a very beautiful little girl.

Nalan Qianliu didn't move, he didn't know whether he should move or not.She shouldn't have entered the mountain, he sighed, feeling his heart was getting softer and softer, obviously he wasn't like this before.

The lanterns hanging outside the windows sway in the wind.Not reconciled, the little girl yelled again, "Dongfangyue begs to see Mr.!"

Nalan Qianliu still didn't move, so let's do it, she will go down the mountain by herself when she can't wait for anyone.

As the wind outside grew louder, another person jumped up from the bottom of the cliff and landed behind the little girl.He is a young man with very good lightness kungfu, and he is also very good-looking. Like... Master, he has an evil spirit.

The young man leaned against the tree holding his sword, as if he was very interested in the little girl, "I want to see who dares to save you."

The little girl cried out for help in fear, "Sir! Please help me, sir! I am the only one left in the Dongfang family!"

Nalan Qianliu's eyes dimmed, I can't even protect myself, how can I save you?

The young man waited for a while, and seeing no one came, he sneered and said, "It seems that no one dares to save you."

After a while, he walked towards the little girl, pinched her chin and lifted it up, "My patience is almost exhausted, so tell me, where is the treasure book?"

……

Nalan Qianliu's dream came here and he woke up suddenly.

The sea of ​​clouds was still in sight, he was held in his arms by Tiansha Sanren, and behind him were countless magic soldiers and witches.

The embrace on his back was very cold, as if it had no temperature.In fact, ever since Tiansha Sanren came out of Youhai, even Xuan Chengzi suspected that he had already died in Youhai, but his soul was immortal and he became a ghost cultivator.

But he doesn't have the breath of a ghost cultivator, and the exercises he uses are also inherited from the demons.Nalan Qianliu moved slightly, wanting to get off him.

"woke up?"

Tiansha Sanren lowered his head, his gaze was empty, like a deserted sea.

"Where are you taking me?" Nalan Qianliu found that he couldn't move, so he gave up struggling.

"Go to the place you know best."

Dark clouds spread from the sky and spread to the top of Wangyue Mountain.Before night fell, Nalan Qianliu could already see the bright moon hanging beside the corner of the mountain.

The word "moon-watching" can't help but amaze people every time.

The demon soldier and witch did not move on the cloud, and Tiansha Sanren fell into the mountain with him in his arms.He is really familiar with every plant and tree here, and at the same time, he can't help but feel a kind of fear.

He was afraid of Xuan Chengzi.Every time it rains, he can't help being afraid.

Tiansha Sanren obviously had a good understanding of this place, and walked towards the bamboo building with him in his arms.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Nalan Qianliu couldn't help asking.

Tiansha Sanren stood still outside the fence gate, "I heard that Xuan Chengzi has a Nine-turn Resurrection Pill."

Nalan Qianliu's eyes flashed, "...if senior wants to know, you can ask my master."

Tiansha Sanren laughed, "Don't ask him."

Nalan Qianliu was stunned for a moment, then saw the bamboo building in front of him suddenly ignited, and turned into ruins in a blink of an eye.

"As long as I take you with me, he will offer the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill with both hands."

Tiansha Sanren's words sent a chill down Nalan Qianliu's spine, he was still wondering why he came to Wangyue Mountain, but when he saw Xuan Chengzi, he understood all the answers.

"...Master." He called out in a low voice.

Xuan Chengzi was obviously seriously injured, his face was very pale, and even a piece of his natal sword was missing.Seeing Nalan Qianliu, he forced himself out of the ruins, "... Qianliu."

No matter how much Nalan Qianliu hated him, he still had a place in his heart, "Master! Go!"

Xuan Chengzi shook his head, "I won't go." If he left, Qianliu would die.

Tiansha Sanren looked at Nalan Qianliu in his arms, then at Xuan Chengzi, and immediately burst out laughing, "So that's how it is, that's how it is!"

"Xuan Chengzi, I only thought those paintings in your palace were just misses, I didn't expect to hide such dirty thoughts."

Xuan Chengzi stared hard and said, "I can give you the Jiuzhuan Resurrection Pill, but you have to let him go!"

"How does this gentleman know whether the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill you gave is real or not?" Tian Sha Sanren said casually, "How about this, you give me the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, how about I take care of him for you for five years?"

Seeing Xuan Chengzi wavering, Nalan Qianliu said anxiously, "Master, don't listen to him! Once he gets the Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, he will definitely not let us go!"

Tiansha Sanren looked down at him, "If I don't get the Jiuzhuan Resurrection Pill, not only will I not let you go, but I won't let go of your lover from Mount Jiuluo either."

Nalan Qianliu turned pale, "I don't know what nonsense you are talking about."

Tiansha Sanren went to see Xuan Chengzi, "I promise you two or two, you give me the Resurrection Pill, and I will return it to you, and kill Jiu Luoshan's head teacher by the way, how about it?"

He thought Xuan Chengzi would agree.

Xuan Chengzi was indeed moved for a moment, but seeing the fear in Nalan Qianliu's eyes, he suppressed it no matter how excited he was.

"I can give you the Resurrection Pill." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Nalan Qianliu tenderly, "But I want you to swear that you will not hurt him."

Tiansha Sanren agreed without hesitation.The monk's oath cannot be violated, otherwise, no matter how powerful the skill is, it will be difficult to make further progress.

But Xuan Chengzi forgot one thing, Tiansha Sanren would not hurt Nalan Qianliu, but he would definitely not let him go.

Nalan Qianliu watched Wan Dao sword light attacking the master, he didn't know where the strength came from, he pushed the Tiansha Sanren away, stepped forward and hugged the master in his arms.

Tiansha Sanren was about to make Xuan Chengzi lose his soul, but Nalan Qianliu stood in front of him at the critical moment, forcing him to take back all the sword light.

His face was ugly, "Nalan Qianliu, get out of the way, or I'll kill you too!"

Nalan Qianliu forcibly unsealed the spirit vein, blood began to overflow from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it off indifferently, "You killed me, don't think about going any further in cultivation!"

Xuan Chengzi leaned against him, his five senses began to disappear, "...Leave me alone, let's go."

"Master." Nalan Qianliu's eyes were red, and he felt a burst of pain in his heart, "Don't talk, I will save you, I will definitely save you!"

Xuan Chengzi's heart veins were already damaged, and after holding on for a few more hours, his spirit began to gradually dissipate.

Tiansha Sanren saw the scene where his fascination dissipated, took a look at Nalan Qianliu who was crying, and turned to leave.

"……knife."

Nalan Qianliu wiped away his tears, picked up the master's sword, pointed the tip of the sword at his own heart, and was about to stab into it.

"Amitabha."

A clear voice came, and he opened his eyes, and saw a young monk in a moon-white cassock and a Zen staff walking over.

Monk Daoxuan glanced at Xuan Chengzi, clasped his hands together, "God's will, God's will."

If Nalan Qianliu hadn't been in despair, he would have stabbed the monk more than a dozen times.

"My little monk is saying that this benefactor should not die, it is God's will." Monk Daoxuan seemed to see something, and said with a smile on his brows.

Nalan Qianliu was still in tears, "...you mean, my master is still alive?"

Daoxuan shook his head, "Dead, the dead can't die again." But it can still be saved.

Nalan Qianliu gently hugged Master in his arms, "...Master, don't be afraid, I will definitely save you."

"The benefactor was very dangerous just now." Daoxuan said suddenly, "If this sword really stabs down, not only the benefactor Xuan Chengzi will not be able to save him, but even the life of the benefactor Nalan will be in danger."

"Who are you?" Nalan Qianliu asked sharply.

Daoxuan smiled slightly, "Young Monk Qianfo Temple Daoxuan, Lord Nalan must have heard of it."

"...You are not a Buddhist cultivator from Thousand Buddha Temple." Nalan Qianliu stared at him closely, "A Buddhist cultivator from Thousand Buddha Temple will never have cinnabar between his brows."

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