Gao Leng's deadly enemy always wants to pursue me

The situation turned sharply again and again, and there was silence on the stone platform for a long time, until there was a "dong", and someone cried out in alarm when Ying Ru Ruo crookedly fell into a pool of blood.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The disciples panicked and forgot to accuse Pei Muxue for a while, and flocked to Ying Rushi's side.

Guests from other sects stared at the two in shock and indignation, and surrounded them after a while.

Pei Muxue's face remained unchanged, and said: "If it wasn't for this, senior brother would die from exhaustion."

Wuling's knuckle-boned fingers tightly gripped the hilt of the sword, and he lowered his head silently, only hearing the sound of blood falling to the ground.

Everyone was obviously stunned, as if meeting him for the first time, their eyes widened, and the words unbelievable were written clearly on their faces.

"How can you be so thick-skinned?" Xun Gulan never thought that Pei Muxue would be so daring, and with a big wave of his hand, he was about to order someone to catch him.

Shui Wuya stopped her, "Listen to him."

Xun Gulan sneered, "Okay, Pei Muxue, tell me. If you can't explain why, everyone can see everything today, and from now on, you will be treated the same as people from Shifang Pavilion!"

Pei Muxue sighed, and took out something from her bosom.

This is a piece of agarwood.

The moment it appeared, the surroundings were completely silent.It has a unique breath and is a rare treasure.The people present have been searching for immortality for many years, and they all have vicious eyes, so they can't help but stay where they are, looking at it quietly.

"This thing has the effect of gathering spirits. Just now, he spoke to me." Pei Muxue carefully held the agarwood, her eyes were attached to it, and she did not move away for a long time. "He said, let me stop his big apprentice, Force out the blood that is swimming in his body, don't go astray."

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

Xun Gulan opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. The other cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay, carefully chewing on the meaning behind these words.Even the disciples who surrounded Ying Rushi stretched their necks to look over.

Shui Wuya walked straight over and said with a smile, "Junior Brother Pei, what did you mean by what you just said?"

Pei Muxue smiled and said, "That's what you think."

"Could it be..."

"Ao Congyun, no way..."

Everyone once again realized what a shock is. From Pei Muxue's brave rescue of the devil, his vain change of position aroused public opinion, to Chen Xiangmu's suspicion that he had summoned Ao Congyun's soul, everything was enough to shake the world of cultivating immortals.

Shui Wuya dropped the cigarette rod, let it dangle around his waist, ran to Pei Muxue's side, and looked at the piece of agarwood without a word.

But there was silence, there was no sound in the agarwood.

Xun Gulan suddenly smiled, "How do you prove it? There is nothing to prove it. Who knows if it is an excuse for this devil!"

At this moment, Wen Jixing, who was surrounded by Ying Rushi, suddenly said, "Master, he has woken up!"

Ying Rushi woke up, her complexion slowly turned red, the wound on her abdomen was no longer bleeding, but she was still extremely weak.

He asked vainly, "Is it really Master?"

Mi Bing, who had been silent all this time, stepped forward, took a serious look at Chen Xiangmu, clasped his hands together and said: "It is indeed Master Ao."

He has a lot of research on this technique of gathering spirits, and with a few strokes, the voice in the agarwood came out, just a few light coughs, but everyone was shocked again.

It was indeed Ao Congyun's voice.

Ying Ru struggled to stand up, but his strength was exhausted, and finally he half sat up with the support of several disciples, staring at Chen Xiangmu closely.

Pei Muxue sighed, and said: "I got this agarwood in the secret place of mountains and rivers. Master can use it to reappear in the human world, it must be some kind of arrangement."

The presence of Ao Congyun's soul made everyone almost forget that there was another person from Shifang Pavilion at the scene. They just stared at Chen Xiangmu, expecting this famous person who had passed away for 20 years to say something.

However, Ao Congyun stayed in the agarwood, still not saying a word.

Pei Muxue met everyone's expectant eyes, and said: "Master's soul has not been assembled for a long time, and he can't speak normally. He will only respond when he mentions specific words."

At this time, Wuling suddenly said, "I have something to ask him."

Everyone ignored him, and he came out to find a sense of existence by himself, and suddenly some people were dissatisfied. In the days of Ao Congyun's present life, it was simply unlucky to have such a heinous devil here.

Yingru suddenly coughed up and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wen Jixing got anxious and stood up, "Master needs treatment!"

Pei Muxue was taken aback, but before he could leave, Shui Wuya walked over first, and healed his wound with a sullen face.

Wuling finally pulled back everyone's hatred value, and everyone raised their swords eager to try, wanting to end him together.

But he turned a blind eye and just said: "20 years ago, why did Li Jiyun die?"

No one spoke in the agarwood, just when everyone thought Ao Congyun would not answer, he said, "Spirit-conscious bird, yellow dust dark world, and..."

Ao Congyun's voice stopped abruptly.

Wen Jixing turned left and right anxiously, and then bumped into Pei Muxue, and with a "pop", the agarwood fell to the ground.

Wen Jixing was stunned on the spot, and stammered to explain: "I, I didn't do it on purpose."

Pei Muxue picked up the agarwood, held it in her hand, smiled and said: "Then stole the Frost Bone Sword, wasn't it intentional?"

Everyone was stunned. Looking at this unknown disciple, they marveled at how brave he is.

Xun Gulan walked up to Wen Jixing with an angry face, and drew out his sword without saying a word, forcing Wen Jixing to retreat again and again.He looked terrified, and then looked at the aggressive woman flatteringly, "Misunderstanding, it's just a misunderstanding."

Xun Gulan stabbed with his sword.

Everyone gave way one after another and gathered in the distance to watch this new wave of fighting.

Gradually, some people felt something was wrong.This Wen Jixing was able to fight back and forth with the lord of the Zhengqing Palace, no matter how you look at it, it shouldn't be something a new disciple can do.

Pei Muxue didn't care about anything else, and kept pouring spiritual power into the agarwood, but Ao Congyun fell silent and didn't speak anymore.

Wuling looked at him with a solemn face, and said after a long time: "Someone has tampered with it."

Pei Muxue gave up trying, lowered her head, and quickly raised it up again, looking at Wen Jixing in the distance.

Wen Jixing shouldn't have such cultivation and fighting experience, so this person is...

Wu Ling whispered beside him: "You doctor."

After he finished speaking, he rushed out very quickly, and unexpectedly attacked the back of "Wen Jixing"'s head, with the viciousness of a one-shot kill, exactly the same as when he and Ying Rushi were fighting just now.

"Wen Jixing" can deal with Xun Gulan alone, but with Wuling, it is difficult to parry.

He was a little anxious, turned his head to look at Ying Rushi, "Help me!"

Ying Ru raised his head with difficulty, cold sweat was still dripping down his face, but even if he wanted to save someone, he was powerless to do so.

"Help me, or..."

The words of "Wen Jixing" stuck in his throat, he lowered his head little by little, looked at the hand on his chest that took his life, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Shui Wuya shook his hand casually, touched the bong with his bloody fingers, took a puff, and exhaled a puff of white smoke.

Ying Ru was stunned, gave him a complicated look, and stopped talking.

Zhu Mu and Lu Hua leaned close together, turned their heads together, couldn't bear to watch the death of the person they were familiar with.

Neither Xun Gulan nor Wu Ling expected that their opponents would be intercepted so easily.Wuling turned her head silently and walked to Pei Muxue's side.Xun Gulan looked down at the man on the ground, walked over to search him, took out a Qiankun bag, and found that a spell was sealed, that's why Lin Mingzhe couldn't find the Frost Bone Sword on him at first.

Mi Bing sighed slightly, bowed his head and meditated to save the souls of the dead.

"Junior Brother Wen!" Some disciples began to cover their faces and cry. Although there were many doubts, the death of a living person still gave them a big shock.

Ying Rushi forced himself to sit up and forced a smile, "He's not Wen Jixing, he's just a fake craftsman."

"Who is this person?" The disciples wiped away their tears and stared at the person on the ground suspiciously.Zhu Mu and Lu Hua looked at each other, and they went back to Qianshan School together.

"Wen Jixing" died, and the disguise technique gradually lost its effectiveness, revealing its true colors.There was a terrifying scar on his face, it was the wandering doctor that Ning Yaozhen had seen back then.

Lin Mingzhe stepped forward, and finally heaved a long sigh, "There are always people who covet the Frost Bone Sword, and end up dying. But it is just an ordinary sword, is it worth it?"

He turned around and looked at the universe bag in Xun Gulan's hand, his eyes were full of sorrow.

Now that no one is paying attention to Wu Ling, Pei Muxue lowered her voice, "Have you achieved your goal today?"

He didn't know why Wuling came here, he only knew that if he left Huaichuan Peak the sooner, Wuling would be safe sooner.In the current situation, at some point, when everyone thinks of him, they will attack him again.

Wu Ling's voice was lower than his, "I don't know."

Pei Muxue didn't know how to answer, just now Wuling asked Li Jiyun, a disciple of the Shanshui League, that this should be his mother, maybe he came here today just for his mother's sake.For such an important private matter, he couldn't open his mouth to let him go.

"However, there is an unexpected harvest." Wu Ling glanced at the wandering doctor on the ground.

Pei Muxue's heart skipped a beat.

"Yes, he was one of the murderers who killed my mother."

one……

This word rolled in Pei Muxue's heart.

At this moment, Lin Mingzhe came over, "Little brother, if you compete with Master Ying, whoever loses will win?"

These words made everyone's eyes return to Wu Ling again.

Lin Mingzhe continued: "Whether you win or lose is related to the ownership of this sword. As the original owner, I want to get it back."

Just now Pei Muxue blocked Ying Rushi's attack, that's why Wu Ling was given a chance to make a move. If we really want to talk about winning or losing, it's hard to define.

Everyone looked at each other and squinted at Wuling, afraid that the devil would shamelessly decide that he had won.

At this moment, Xun Gulan came over with a clear smile, but what he said shocked the audience, "It's very simple, since we can't tell the winner, let's have another match."

It should be like coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Xun Gulan said again: "Since it was you Shifang Pavilion who made the provocation, naturally it must have a beginning and an end. Master Ying can't fight anymore, so let's change."

Now Shanshui League can count the people who are qualified to fight in this way on one hand, and everyone looks at Shui Wuya who is smoking.

She smiled and turned her head, "This candidate, of course, is Pei Muxue."