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Nan Yang and Qing Huan exchanged glances, then walked ahead first, followed by Jun Qiao, followed by Wu Ji, Wu Gong and Wu Ming, and several senior disciples of Luanhua.Junqiao also left a few people to guard the bronze gate, fearing that the people from the Gingshan faction would use some tricks.

A group of people left the gate of the main hall, just in time to see the first group of people entering.Those disciples who were Elder Right's instigating rebellion were also wearing blue long clothes, and when they fought with the disciples on Junqiao's side, all the green clothes were flying around in front of them, and they couldn't tell the enemy from ourselves.

Wuji hastily asked for instructions: "Master Gu, what should we do if the enemy and ourselves are mixed up?"

Jun Qiao gritted her teeth, her delicate eyebrows were wrinkled by the strong wind, her drooping eyebrows and eyes were wet in the heavy rain, and her eyes were barren.But the situation did not allow her to hesitate, she had no choice but to say cruelly: "Do not distinguish between the enemy and us, kill them all."

"Junqiao..." Nan Yang looked at Junqiao sideways and said softly.

"If we don't kill them all, there may be spies coming here after the war, and our hiding place will be exposed. Besides, although the dungeon is big, it can't hold 200 people. They will die sooner or later, and sooner or later they will be abandoned by me. Yes." Junqiao said slowly, her figure looked extremely thin in the wind and rain, but there was a little weakness in her strength, which made people feel distressed.

"..." Nan Yang stopped talking and lowered his head slightly, just in time to see the white jade mask on Junqiao's waist swaying in the wind.The long tassels hanging from the mask fluttered wildly in the air, wrapped around Junqiao's waist, and entangled with her long hair, giving off the beauty of an ink painting painted on white paper.

The three of Wuji took the command and spread out, each holding a mechanism in their hands and controlling the three gate-keeping mecha beasts at the gate.Nan Yang quietly touched Qing Huan's hand from the sleeve, not knowing whether it was the nervous sweat or the wet rain, Qing Huan's palm was soaked.Nan Yang turned his head slightly, looked at Qing Huan, and said in a flat tone: "...Are you nervous?"

Qing Huan forced a smile and shook her head: "No, it's just that the weather is not so good."

"With me here, don't worry. Those who want to hurt us, I will take care of them one by one. Even if I can't do it, I will protect you in front of you." Nan Yang's tone was slow but firm, his eyes were shallow and faint, and he would lightly laugh He held his hand tightly, "I am your master, you have to trust me."

"Master, when this matter is settled, what do you want to eat? I'll go back and make it for you." Qing Huan tilted her head and smiled at Nan Yang pretending to be relaxed.

"..." Nan Yang frowned slightly, lowering his head as if thinking seriously, "...West Lake vinegar fish, cold sweet lotus root, sweet and sour pork loin..."

Qing Huan smiled, raised her hand to caress Nanyang's hair on the temples: "Okay, okay, I'm punished when I go back to the north, I will do it for you every day."

Nan Yang's brows and eyes were slightly bent, and she took out Luoshuang and wiped it lightly on her fingertips, testing the sharpness a little, and her clear eyes like green tea reflected on the clear sword blade.

"Whether it's for a while or later, if you fight with others, if you can't fight, just run to me. Master will fight for you."

"I see, Master."

The people who attacked from outside the main hall came one after another, in a steady stream.The three of Wuji controlled the giant mecha beast and could barely control the peripheral situation, but because they accidentally injured many of their own people, their own strength was also greatly weakened.Fortunately, Nanyang, Junqiao and Qinghuan were guarding the battle points respectively, and stopped many enemies.Everyone silently counted the time in their hearts. Cheng Zhuming said that if it takes half an hour, they must last half an hour.

Time passed by incomparably tormented, Luoshuang in Nan Yang's hand was already stained with blood, and he couldn't quite see the original color of the blade.The hand holding the sword hilt was also stained with blood, and dozens of people fell around him.In fact, she didn't kill anyone, she just hurt their insignificant places, so that those people couldn't stand up temporarily.Compared with her side, the attack range of the mecha beast controlled by Wuji and others is simply a slaughterhouse.

The gigantic mecha beast looks terrifying in the rainstorm. As a messy gate mecha beast, it is all made of extremely heavy black iron, its joints are terribly flexible, and its whole body is full of drama Drug organ.Its heavy iron claws lifted and fell extremely fast, trampling the few people in front of them to death in an instant, making the piercing sound of bones breaking.The iron claw was raised, and there was only a pile of deformed bones and a large pool of blood seeping into the ground.

In the blur of the heavy rain, a few large carts were faintly pushed in the distance. After vaguely recognizing the shape, Junqiao, Luanhuagu and others all secretly said "Oops."

"It's gunpowder! Master Gu, he also pushed the gun barrel from the gunpowder storehouse in the southwest corner!" Wu Gong shouted.

Junqiao closed his eyes in pain, then opened them immediately, and killed a Tsing Yi disciple neatly in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "He really wants me to die."

"Master Gu, Elder You has changed a long time ago, don't you still believe in his betrayal?" Wu Gong almost shouted at Junqiao while manipulating the mecha beast to advance to the control field.

"The family is ruined, the people are betrayed, do I have to confess here today, the old man is an eye opener?" Jun Qiao's eyes turned red, and at the same time killing people quickly, he seemed to be smiling abnormally.She suppressed her emotions for a long time, like a volcano surging with lava, if she restrains it long enough, it will erupt even more violently.

"Valley Master! We will definitely survive this calamity, and you will definitely become the new Valley Master of Luanhua Valley..."

"Will it work! Tell me will it work!" Junqiao shouted loudly, his green robe was covered with the blood of his fellow disciples, and the corpses around him piled up into a small hill. "My mother is dead, and so is my father. Oh, the person who watched me grow up also betrayed me because of the position of the owner of the valley! He wants to kill me! What did I do wrong? Why did I have to watch my parents die one by one with my own eyes? I am the owner of the valley, why do you betray me! Am I just so damned? Why are my fellow disciples trying to kill me one by one!!"

Nan Yang glanced at the sky, and it was less than a quarter of an hour, which was far from the time Cheng Zhuming ordered to procrastinate.She dropped what she was doing, came to Junqiao in a few moments, and grabbed Junqiao's shoulder: "Junqiao, calm down."

Junqiao almost subconsciously swung his sword and slashed behind him. Nan Yang didn't raise his sword to resist, but just stood there, frowning and watching Junqiao closely.

When Jun Qiao saw that it was Nan Yang who was holding her behind him, it seemed that a bucket of ice water poured her from head to bottom.She hurriedly blocked the sword that was cutting towards Nan Yang, and stopped the sword almost on the side of Nan Yang's neck.

"Calm down. I know your parents are gone, and you must feel bad if you have to suffer such an accident in a short period of time. But you still have your subordinates, and I will help you." Nan Yang said softly.

"Nan Yang..." Junqiao's eyes suddenly turned redder, and his words were choked with sobs, "You don't understand anything...you don't understand anything..."

Nan Yang looked at Junqiao for a long time, and then slowly put down the hand on her shoulder: "Junqiao, I understand everything, but most of the time I don't want to understand, some things are only suitable to be kept in my heart."

"It's been 17 years, it's been 17 years..." Junqiao smiled slightly while crying, Nan Yang's figure was separated by a layer of tears in her eyes, so illusory and unreal.

"Junqiao, calm down..."

Nan Yang's voice was suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice behind him: "Master!!"

Before Nan Yang could turn her head in the future, she felt that someone quickly grabbed her shoulder from behind and turned around.Qing Huan grabbed Nanyang with one hand and Junqiao with the other, and fell backwards with great effort using lightness kung fu.

It was still too late.

Qing Huan held Nan Yang and Jun Qiao firmly under her body. Before everyone could react, a huge explosion exploded behind them.

The place where Junqiao was standing just now was blasted into a terrible hole by the gunpowder. The brick floor was cracked, dust was flying, and it was forced to be suppressed by the heavy rain in an instant.

That was just the beginning.Immediately, the same explosion sound exploded in my ears one after another, far and near, and the flustered voices of Wuji and Wugong came faintly.Nan Yang was stunned for a moment, and immediately turned over to look at the person who was pressing on her to protect her just now.

Her body was limp and powerless, and she seemed to have passed out from the violent explosion just now.

Qing Huan's face was stained with dirty black ash and sporadic blood, and her eyes were tightly closed unconsciously.Nan Yang hugged her carefully, and accidentally touched her back, feeling sticky and wet.

She suddenly didn't dare to look at her hands.

"Nan Yang, take her in quickly, she is seriously injured!" Jun Qiao just got up when he happened to see Qing Huan's back.

Nan Yang suddenly felt empty in his heart, with nowhere to go, which made people flustered.She raised her hand tremblingly, her breath froze, and she couldn't take the next breath for a long time.

Shocking palm full of blood.