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"Why were you arrested again suddenly?! Where are you?" Zhuang Qingliu asked quickly.

Zhuheng said loudly: "I'm in Baitou Village! Duan Bin's house has been burned!"

Zhuang Qingliu's heart sank in an instant, and in a flash, she pulled the plum blossom and left: "You come with me."

The figures of the two appeared in a small remote village in an instant. The thatched courtyard where Duan Bin lived was burned down by the fire, leaving only ruins and black ashes.Zhu Heng lowered his head and squatted not far away with an ugly face, and there was a charred object lying flat on the open space in front of him.

Before Zhuang Qingliu got close, he suddenly recognized that the charred corpse was actually a corpse!Her footsteps stopped suddenly, this should be Duan Bin's adoptive mother who was originally seriously ill.

Zhu Heng didn't say anything, and threw the medicine that was going to sneak over into the extinguished fire, got up and said, "Let's go."

Mei Hualan's expression became serious, and she followed the two of them and bowed slightly to the charred corpse in front of them.Zhuang Qingliu flicked his sleeves, temporarily restraining the bones.

The wind howled outside, and the icy snow particles kept flying.The golden hall of the Dachuan Hou clan is as warm as spring, and the hall is filled with panlong stoves that are jumping bright flames, and all the fire in the stoves is luxurious fruit wood and silver charcoal.

"Come, come, Ah Pan, this winter hunting has come back with a lot of rewards. Uncle will give you a cup of the golden dew and jade liquid sent by Pei's new people!"

In the banquet hall, the sound of silk and bamboo banquets was lingering and mellow, and the people of the Hou clan who were full of seats were all intoxicated. For the good wine given, the people around clapped their hands and applauded, and the voices of applause and praise were endless.

But at this moment, the wine glass suddenly exploded in Hou Pan's hands, and the strong wine burst violently in all directions.

The people in the hall were slightly stunned, their blurred expressions came back to their senses, and they quickly looked up.After a double image appeared in one person's eyes, he suddenly exclaimed: "Zhuang...Young Master Zhuang!"

Mei Hualan had no doubt that he was going to blurt out his name, but he realized it when he was about to say it, stopped him temporarily, and changed his name.

Hou Yan, who was leaning sideways on the huge golden chair at the top, also sat up slowly at this time, his dark eyes were bottomless: "Master Zhuang?" Then he slowly moved to her side, "Mei, aunt ,mother."

An elder of the Hou clan who was seated next to the top and obviously had a very high status frowned and said in a low voice: "How did they get in? When did they break in?"

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at him and said, "I'm sorry. Mr. Zhuang has something urgent to do, and he hasn't received an invitation from your residence, so he came here uninvited."

The meaning of this sentence is, I come to your Immortal Mansion whenever I want, and leave whenever I want.All the members of the Hou clan couldn't help feeling chills down their backs, and they all sobered up completely.

Houyan sat on the golden chair with no expression on his face, took a deep look at her, and asked, "Then what is the urgent matter of Young Master Zhuang?"

"Simple." Zhuang Qingliu said straight to the point without a word of nonsense, "Three days ago in the remote mountains around Miyun, the hunters of Guizongmen once captured a half-lingshen youth in a small village in the southern suburbs. , that's mine."

Her tone was arrogant, and she didn't mean to ask Ke Qian first, after she finished speaking word by word, Mei Hualan slightly turned her head and glanced at her.

Hou Yan narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "What is your name?"

"The Lingshen clan is a creation of heaven and earth. You humans don't recognize it, but this young master does." Zhuang Qingliu said, "So that young man is half of my clan, and he is someone I have taken care of over the years, so how can he not be counted as me?" people?"

The corner of Hou Yan's mouth twitched: "Then Young Master Zhuang wants to ask me for someone?"

The elder of the Hou family who had spoken just now said with an unhappy face: "The Lingshen family is just prey in my family of immortals. This has been the case for generations, and it is only natural for us to hunt. This is also the fairy land of my family. The spirits raised by them What does Shenren have to do with Young Master Zhuang? Why did he become half of your clan and your people? Young Master Zhuang rushed into my Immortal Mansion recklessly, and demanded someone with empty mouths, it is insane!"

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyebrows: "Anything that can be used should be prey for you? Then what is the difference between you and spirit beasts? What is more noble than them? The one released by Mei Zongci 20 years ago What's wrong with the Lingshen clan's counterattack? Take another [-] steps back, and randomly set fire to innocent people while hunting, is this justified?"

The elder flicked his sleeves violently: "Hmph! Sophisticated words."

At this time, Hou Yan also took a meaningful glance at Mei Hualan next to her on the golden seat: "It turns out that the reason why the young master Zhuang has favored the two half-members of the Mei family these years is because he regards them as half-clan members. .Then I wonder if the people around you think the same way, or is it just to curry favor with you?"

Mei Hualan raised her eyes instantly, and the corners of her mouth moved coldly...but she didn't make a sound.Turning her head suddenly, she looked at Zhuang Qingliu beside her.

The smile on Zhuang Qingliu's face remained the same, but a long knife gleaming with soft white moonlight suddenly appeared in his hand: "Stop talking nonsense. Let me ask again, will you let me go or not?"

The tip of the spirit-chasing knife hangs straight down to the ground, emitting a few inches of cold light.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze, and the other elder's expression darkened: "Zhu Zigan!"

Zhuang Qingliu's whole figure flitted out like a ghost, and the long knife spun half a circle in her palm, then turned into an inward grip like lightning, and directly touched the neck of the big-spoken elder, looking down at him from a high position and saying: "What kind of scorpion is it?" Who is your name? Know how old you are, how old am I? It’s just a hob meat half buried in loess, shameless!”

After speaking, he turned his wrists, leaned over and suddenly pressed a bright red line of blood on his neck, kicked over the table and said, "Old man, dare you!"

The people in Quanjindian were stunned for a moment, and the surroundings were completely silent.Even the other elder, whose face was splashed with shattered porcelain pieces on the overturned table, shook his hand and overturned a bottle of Jiulong coiled wine cup with a clatter.

Hou Yan suddenly changed color, a black air flashed between his eyebrows, and he drew out his heavy sword in an instant, flew towards Zhuang Qingliu's eyebrows, and shouted: "Zhuang Qingliu, you dare to draw your sword here to be presumptuous, because you want to openly fight with me." Is the Immortal Sect an enemy?!"

"You can represent a hundred families of Xianmen by yourself? What a big face."

Zhuang Qingliu spun around like the wind, and at the same time raised his arms lightly, catching the sword's edge stabbed by the rear flame with his bare hands and passing like a dragonfly, and then put his two fingers together sharply——clang!

The tip of a high-grade epee was suddenly broken by her bare hands!

Some people in the main hall were frightened and crawled forward from behind a pile of desks with weak hands and feet, trying to prepare to sneak out to transfer people.Zhuang Qingliu raised his hand without looking back, and a knife swirled towards him in an instant. The blade almost brushed his eyelids and nailed it to the exquisitely carved wooden door.

The sticky blood flowed down the man's eyelids, and after shaking his legs uncontrollably for a moment, he yelled in his throat, straightened back and passed out.

Zhuang Qingliu raised her hand to call, and the handle of the Chasing Spirit immediately flew back to her palm while spinning.Her slender fingers rested firmly on the handle of the knife, with a kind of coquettish beauty, and looked around with lowered eyes: "How is it? Let people go, or you all die?"

"Zhuang, Zhuang...you!" The white-haired elder who had a deep understanding of her ability stood up at this moment, gritted his teeth in fear and fear, "Come on! Come on! It's just a half-baked prey. If you come early in the morning, take care of yourself!" Speaking, it's not that we can't have a good discussion. Now that you want it, we'll just give it to you..."

He hadn't finished the words of trying to save face for the Hou family, but Zhuang Qingliu suddenly tore his face: "Let him go!"

Hou Yan's face was almost distorted with an almost ferocious look, and he pulled away the ancestor's sun-shooting bow enshrined for generations next to the golden seat: "Don't you—"

Before he finished speaking, there was a brilliant white spiritual light flashing in the center of the hall, and Zhu Heng's voice suddenly came out: "I found it!"

Zhuang Qingliu turned around and swept across in an instant, and the light and shadow that came out directly split the big bow in Hou Yan's hand vertically with arrows and strings in two, and then without even looking at him, he directly grabbed the plum blossom and flew out left the hall.

Her figure came and went like the wind, but all the people in the Hou Clan's main hall turned pale in shock when they faced the two halves of the sect's holy relics. All the elders sat there blankly. The ground froze and passed out.

When Zhuang Qingliu skimmed a peak prison, the tiny snow particles all over the sky had turned into a violent storm, and the gale was blowing endlessly.There are several pots of fire burning in the wide hole, and the tongues of flames are constantly jumping and licking in the air.

Without even thinking about it, she took Mei Hualan and teleported from the outside to the inside without a sound.

In the wide cave, a cage was dug out against the mountain wall, and the spirit ginseng people held collectively in the cave were all pale, weak and weak, with thick iron chains tied to their bodies, and their limbs were tied and hung on the ground. Thousands of them.Even going further inside, there are still being hugged by each other in a special cage.

Zhuang Qingliu pressed Mei Hualan's shoulder and spun half a circle suddenly, and the spirit chaser in his hand suddenly swirled and swept out a circle. The wave-like knife light suddenly swayed in the air, shaking all the walls into pieces like ripples.

A ginseng woman's voice trembled slightly, she rolled her hands that were no longer bound, and raised her head, "You...you."

Zhuang Qingliu said: "No need to say more. Let's go!"

After looking at each other, all the ginseng people in the entire cave fled out in an instant, but most of them were unable to stand up for a while.Zhu Heng, who had just searched for Duan Bin, turned around and frowned for a look, then suddenly raised his hand and threw a bottle of yellow liquid medicine into the air, and then suddenly raised his bow and drew an arrow, blowing up the medicine bottle.

The angry potion suddenly irritated, and it rained heavily, but the spirit ginseng people who were soaked in this potion and smelled the smell gradually gained strength, and soon supported each other, and gathered together to follow Behind Zhu Heng.Zhuang Qingliu picked up Duan Bin, inexplicably looked at the red ginseng imprint on his face, frowned, and quickly asked, "Can I go?"

Duan Bin's face was covered with dust and mud, his eyelids lifted heavily, and when he saw Zhuang Qingliu's face, he seemed to be in a daze like a lax one.

Zhu Heng casually stuffed a pill into his mouth, turned his head and said, "Okay, I can't die. Let's go first."

The cave where the Dachuan Hou clan imprisoned the ginseng people has a very dense layer of restrictions. It is easy for Zhuang Qingliu and others to come in and out at will. It is also possible to take a large number of people and force them to teleport out, but if this is the case, the prohibition circle of the cave will Caused them a lot of injuries.So several people went directly to the entrance of the cave.

The movement in the cave was creepy for a while, and all the disciples of the Hou clan stationed in the cave didn't know what was going on, they all stood up in shock from the fire surrounded by thick fur, and carefully drew their swords He scolded: "Who are you?! What are you doing? How dare you break into my Houshi prison!"

Du E in Zhuang Qingliu's hand and Zhu Heng's sharp arrows flashing with cold light rushed over together like lightning.The disciple of the Hou clan who was guarding the prison shivered involuntarily: "Zhuang...Young Master Zhuang?"

In fact, these ordinary disciples didn't know her face, but they were keenly aware of the pale golden spirit rope in her hand.I heard that when the Wulan River was flooded in summer before, Zhuang Qingliu sat with his legs crossed on the peak without moving, and he could pull out three or five of them within the time of two sticks of incense just by throwing this long rope out by himself. The walking corpses turned into thousands of corpses were smashed to ashes.

Zhuang Qingliu raised his eyes to look at them, and said simply: "Get out of the way."

"I simply don't know. What is Young Master Zhuang talking about so arrogantly?" The leader of a group of guarding disciples still didn't know what happened in the hall of the Immortal Mansion. After coming out, he stared at Mei Hualan with a gloomy look and said, "What? The son inherits his father's career, is the scene where Mei Zongci broke into here 20 years ago and released people arrogantly again?"

Mei Hualan's drooping eyelids seemed to move very slightly, and she pressed her hand on the hilt of her sword: "Really? This is the place where my father saved tens of thousands of people?"

The leading guard saw that a large number of people had arrived with Yujian in the distance, so he smiled coldly and said mockingly: "Yes. Although your father is brave and self-inflicted, he still dares to come alone anyway." His gaze slowly turned to the side , "You are still far behind him, and you brought two nondescript helpers."

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly smiled: "Little guard, what kind of confidence makes you dare to speak to me like this?"

The leader drew his sword coldly, leaving a bit of leeway in his words: "I've offended you, Young Master Zhuang. But you broke into my Hou's prison first without authorization, so it's not our fault anyway, right?"

Zhuang Qingliu was too lazy to talk to him, and said directly: "I'll ask again, will you let me go?"

--clang!clang!clang!

Nearly a hundred disciples of the Hou Clan opened up their stances, drew their swords on the inside, and drew their bows on the outside, forcing the group of people firmly into the cave, saying: "If I don't get out of the way, Young Master Zhuang will kill people and force his way in? "

Zhuang Qingliu said: "Yes, if you say one more word, I will blow up the whole hole."

"..." After she finished speaking, the speaker changed comically, probably because a large number of backup disciples from Yujian were getting closer, so this person said confidently, "Then I will tell you, you This is a wrong calculation. Since Mei Zong’s resignation 20 years ago, our group of guards in the mountain prison are all elite disciples of the Dachuan Hou Clan. Even if the lords of the five major sects come here in person Get out of your body, let alone bring these animals..."

Before he could finish his ramblings, the impatient candle holder finally reached out and shook the fire, and she grabbed the fire piles all over the floor with her bare hands, and immediately threw a large handful into the crowd as if they burst.

Chaos was on the verge of breaking out, and a large number of Hou's disciples quickly retreated, letting out a sharp roar, and immediately a rain of arrows shot towards them like a storm.Zhuang Qingliu raised his hand before the commotion of the crowd behind him, and a huge and angry lotus flower suddenly fell from the midair with a flash of inspiration, gathering and protecting these people inside.

Mei Hualan drew his sword out of its sheath without any hesitation, stepped into the air, and flew around several times, kicking away all the dozens of people who were blocking the entrance of the cave.

In front of the empty cliff on the top of the small mountain, the sound of fighting came and went, and all kinds of shouting and chaotic sounds burst into one piece.Zhuang Qing looked away from her clearly, put away the chasing spirit coldly, turned her hands together, and formed a huge seal.

Before he knew it, the blood ginseng lines on Duan Bin's face surfaced densely again, and the phantom of his house being destroyed by a fire that night also spread out from his eyes like tears, his hands trembling in pain After touching the floating blood ginseng pattern a few times, he suddenly knelt down and pressed his whole face into the fire violently: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly heard a shrill scream, and flew to lift his hand, which froze in the air.

The boundless snow surged crazily and went straight to the blue sky.

Hou Yan, who was leading the sword without stopping, finally came from the Qianshan Hall.

The man whose face was burnt and bloody raised his head silently. After getting up little by little, a horrifying force burst out from nowhere. He moved a huge stone from the ground and then slammed it down. Hou Pan, the pinnacle of bravery of the new generation, was smashed down.

Hou Pan had just landed, and before he could react, his head had been smashed flat, like half a rotten melon.His burst eyeballs turned sideways in disbelief, and immediately the whole person swayed and fell directly from the cliff.The dark red liquid suddenly swelled and diffused in the surging river below, as if the blood mist was dazzling.

Zhuang Qingliu's original prediction didn't include this, and he curled his fingers lightly, but he didn't stop him.And after such a sudden smash, Siye was silent, and everyone stopped.

Houyan's eyes were about to burst, and he roared: "Do it! Do it!"

Zhuang Qingliu laughed loudly: "Who dares?"

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand to grab Duan Bin, who had fainted from her strength, as if no one was there, and at the same time reached out to sweep it away. The huge aura lotus turned upside down and turned upside down, spun up under the blessing of the seal, riding thousands of ginseng people Fly straight away.In the blizzard and snow that covered the mountains and plains, no one dared to stop him.

"Trash! Trash!" Hou Yan's incompetent and furious voice resounded through the valley, but no one stayed to listen. The figures of Zhuang Qingliu and the others flew away, and soon disappeared.

Zhuheng seemed to have not fully reacted, subconsciously tilted his head and glanced at the direction where Houpan fell to his death from the cliff, frowned and said, "Didn't you say that you can't take human life? What do you mean? I saw that one roaring on the cliff. The one after your surname wants to tear you alive."

"That's because he's the manic type."

Zhuang Qingliu glanced nonchalantly out of the corner of his eye: "Just wait and see. The Dachuan Hou family will not target me, they still have a lot of drama."

As he spoke, he lowered his expression, turned over Duan Bin with his head down, and said silently, "Look at his face first."

Zhu Heng also squatted down with a little frown, and rarely knew what to do: "It can be barely cured after being burned like this, but it is definitely not what it used to be."

Before Zhuang Qingliu could speak, a thunderbolt suddenly struck down from above his head in the heavy snow.

Mei Hualan pulled her swiftly and dragged her away by virtue of her reaction.Looking up in surprise, then at Zhuang Qingliu: "What's going on?"

"what……"

Zhuang Qingliu glanced at the hand that was about to cast spiritual power on Duan Bin's face, then retracted it, and said to Mei Hualan, "I forgot to tell you, sometimes when I'm walking on the road recently, a thunderbolt will strike me. , especially when using spiritual power, so you should also be careful, and be careful not to be affected."

Mei Hualan raised her eyes in surprise: "...what?"

Zhuang Qingliu explained to her: "Because I'm about to ascend to transcend the tribulation."

Mei Hualan didn't say a word for a moment, and seemed to be reacting for a while before asking: "Is there really such a thing?"

Zhuang Qingliu gave her a curious look: "Of course. What are you asking?"

Mei Hualan wanted to let go of her sleeves, but silently clenched her hands back, and looked at Zhuang Qingliu: "Then soaring is...how to soar?"

Seeing her bleating, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly improvised and made up: "Ascension, ascension, is naturally the sky. After ascending to the top, you will live in the sky after that, and you will not see me."

Although Mei Hualan didn't drink, her expression seemed to put her face in her palm again, and she burst into tears.

Zhuang Qingliu inexplicably felt that she was very cute, and the smile in his heart unconsciously spread to his face.Mei Hualan immediately sensed something from the corners of her brows and eyes, and asked suddenly: "Then why do you want to avoid the thunder disaster, and don't cross it immediately?"

At this time, Zhuang Qing smiled and winked at her in a coquettish way, "Because it hurts to be struck by lightning. I'm studying the painless ascension method."

Plum Blossom Lane: "..."