[Jian San] Let's drink tea from big brother

Ye Zhengyang has always found it particularly inconceivable, why Sharia has to have good looks and a good figure, why would there be a scumbag who doesn't open his eyes and abandon her.

Thinking about it later, it was actually not unreasonable.

Just look at Daoist Chunyang and you will know that there is no end to life, and there are no more than scumbags.

Which of the three scumbags in the sword is stronger, Tai Chi Square is looking for Chunyang!

Look at Su Wangyan next to him, with such a fairy-like appearance, with this appearance, it is easy to catch a scumbag girl, and it is easy to get five scumbags in one breath.

Standing next to Ye Zhengyang, Su Wangyan watched Ye Zhengyang stealthily look at his increasingly erratic eyes, and suddenly worried that the child might have been infected with some kind of corpse poison during the fight with the impermanent ghost just now, and now his mind was a little fuzzy.

Next to him, Shi Wei patted Su Wangyan's shoulder heavily, and told him with great pain that when facing Ye Zhengyang's expression, he just needs to smile and get used to it.

Su Huayan still felt that something was wrong.

Sharia waved her hand, and the cardinal standing beside her took a step forward, holding a wooden plate in her hand. The plate was covered by red silk, and it was unknown what was inside.

Shalia smiled at them, but there was a gleam of indifference in her beautiful eyes, "Thank you for sending us a message, our sisters will soon be saved by the Great God, here , we specially sent a thank you gift, and hope that a few of you can accept it."

Ye Zhengyang said silently in his heart, now I just want to say something coolly, you're welcome, just call me Red Scarf, and then turn around and leave, is that all right?

The system said, if you feel willing to give up the task, come here.

So Ye Zhengyang forced a face and said to Xu Aoxue, "Why don't we keep it?"

Shiwei looked at him with the expression of whether your head is broken again.

Sharia also felt very sad, it was the first time she saw a person with such a painful face who decided to accept the gift.

Although Xu Aoxue didn't know why Ye Zhengyang accepted the thank you gift from the Red Clothes Sect, after all they discussed it a few times just now, they also felt that there was something wrong with the Red Clothes Sect. There must be certain risks.

Ye Zhengyang himself knew how unreasonable his proposal was, but the obvious mission was there, so he just wanted to be such a fool.

He hastily stepped forward and distanced himself from the other people present. If Sharia had poisoned the thing, he might be the only one who suffered, so he stretched out his hand to lift the red cloth.

If it's really poisonous, he doesn't believe that if the people in their team don't save him, even if they despise him, Master Qingdeng's Buddha-hearted compassion is there, and he will definitely be able to save him from trouble.

Seeing a few of them muttering and chirping for a long time without answering, the mouth corners of the red-clothed believer who was carrying the wooden tray twitched a bit.

She really wanted to put a plate on Ye Zhengyang's face. Can't you give me a correct answer if you accept it or not?

Just when Ye Zhengyang was about to lift the red cloth, Xu Aoxue, who was silent all the time, suddenly rushed over, pulled Ye Zhengyang behind him, and lifted the red cloth with his own hands.

The faint sweet air rushed into the nostrils, Xu Aoxue frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to hold his breath, but it was still a step too late, a burst of dizziness suddenly hit, Xu Aoxue felt his legs go weak, but he still leaned on the Broken Soul stood firm, glanced at Sharia with cold and stern eyes, "You are poisoning."

Shalia didn't expect them to uncover the red cloth here. The plan went wrong, but fortunately they took the antidote in advance. She curled her long hair with her hands and said coldly, "This hero, Even if you don’t like the gift I teach, don’t spit blood, maybe you got the toxin somewhere.”

"By the way, Luo Dao corpses are rampant recently. Could it be that they are infected with corpse poison and are going to become corpses?"

Xu Aoxue wanted to say something, but felt a stabbing pain in his chest and a sweet throat. He opened his mouth, and blood gushed out from his mouth, looking very terrifying.

Ye Zhengyang's anxious eyes were red in the back, Xu Aoxue was half a head taller than him, and he was strong, just now he was blocked by Xu Aoxue, the poisonous gas didn't reach him at all, now seeing Xu Aoxue's bloody mouth Spitting out blood, he immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, "You fart! I'll kill you!"

Shiwei had already grasped a pair of swords in his hands, took a sip, and said to Shalia who was sitting on the seat, "Young master saw shameless today, we kindly help you pass the message, you just If you repay me like this, I'll see the young master destroy you."

Sharia said coldly, "It's my fault that they are greedy."

Qingdeng reached out to stop Shiwei, but he couldn't stop him. Shiwei's Die Nongzuo figure flashed to the side of Shalia, and glanced at Xu Aoxue who was standing beside him. He was born in Xiufang. I have never practiced Xiufang's inner strength Yunshang Heart Sutra, which can heal others, but after a long time, I have a little knowledge of medical skills. Seeing that Xu Aoxue can suppress the toxin with his deep inner strength, I feel relieved, and turn to Facing Salia, he said bluntly, "You look pretty sloppy, why are you so dark-hearted, let your grandpa teach you a lesson."

Ye Zhengyang supported Xu Aoxue from behind, took the opportunity to make up the knife and said, "You are so vicious, probably no man would dare to want you!"

This sentence completely stabbed Sharia's heartache. She took off the black long whip from her waist and hummed coldly, "It's just some unknown juniors who dare to act wildly in my holy religion. Come on, Get it for me!"

Many red-clothed believers who did not know when to hide appeared in the dark of the room, and rushed towards them with weapons in their hands, but Shi Wei and Ye Zhengyang didn't care, but one was holding two swords in his hand, the other was holding a light gun. The sword slashed at Sharia.

Qingdeng and Su Wangyan looked at each other, Qingdeng sighed helplessly, but Su Wangyan smiled wryly back, the two of them rushed forward without any nonsense.

Qing Deng was born in Buddhism, although he just knocked these believers unconscious, he was merciless and sloppy with every move, and he didn't have the slightest fear when facing the red-clothed believers.

Su Wangyan was dressed in a long robe and looked like a fairy, but now he used the Zixia Kung Fu of the Qizong of Chunyang Palace, and it was even more elegant and agile, as if a Taoist immortal descended to earth.

At this moment, Shiwei and Ye Zhengyang had already stood in a group with Sharia, Ye Zhengyang and Shalia were fighting, and they had to protect the injured Xu Aoxue, with one mind and two tasks, but they were a bit restrained, but Shiwei's Bingxin Jue didn't use it at all. Not being soft, he actually fought evenly with Sharia.

Salia's whip danced fiercely, and the soft whip had a tricky angle, but her movements were elegant.

The two swords of Shiwei are agile, light and swaying, and they have the posture of Gongsun Da Niang dancing her swords in all directions.

At this moment, Xu Aoxue only felt a burning pain in his chest, and every time he took a breath, the pain was unbearable, but he was still expressionless, holding a spear in his hand, and he was even able to resist the attacking red-clothed cultists together with Ye Zhengyang.

But Ye Zhengyang also knew that there was no way out in the long run. Seeing Xu Aoxue's pale face, he clenched the light sword Yufeng in his hand, and shouted loudly at Shiwei, "Shiwei, thunder is furious!"

Although Shiwei didn't know what was going on, but when he heard Ye Zhengyang's words, he instinctively turned the two swords in his hands, and a sword energy hit Shalia's acupuncture points, and Shalia immediately froze in place and couldn't move.

"With her skill, I can hold her for a moment!" Shi Wei shouted loudly, but unexpectedly, Ye Zhengyang made a move of Huanglong Tucui, his whole body was like a sword light, and the light sword flew up to Sharia's chest. He said coldly, "One moment is enough."

Sharia stared blankly at the light sword piercing out of her chest, a little in disbelief.

Ye Zhengyang said, "Shalia, until the last moment, you are still alone."

When Shalia heard this sentence, her cheeks suddenly felt cold, and tears slowly fell down the corners of her eyes. Ye Zhengyang drew out his light sword, and Shalia suddenly collapsed on the ground, but Ye Zhengyang turned around and hurried back to look at Xu Aoxue, "Ah Blood, hold on."

At this time, Qingdeng and Su Wangyan had already cleaned up a lot of red-clothed believers. Seeing that Sharia had fallen, the two hurried over, "Let's go!"

The believers in red watched helplessly as the saintesses they taught were assassinated. At that time, the crowd was excited, and they waved their weapons even harder at them. Ye Zhengyang supported Xu Aoxue with one hand and killed the enemy with a light sword in the other. Su blatantly opened the way, and behind him was the Shiwei Temple. The group of people walked out of the house quickly, only to find that they were already surrounded by red-clothed believers.

Ye Zhengyang chuckled lightly at this time, and said, "Why do you feel that all the red-clothed sects from Luo Dao are here? The news spread so fast, why do you need us to send a message."

Shi Wei glared at him, clenched his swords tightly, and felt his palms sweat profusely, "When is this, you still have the thought to joke around and help your General Xu!"

Ye Zhengyang smiled, and sent Xu Aoxue to Shiwei's side, "You helped Xu Aoxue."

Looking at Xu Aoxue, who was pale and sweating profusely, Ye Zhengyang calmed down, and said, "Ah Xue, today I am self-willed, which brought you to such a state. Zhengyang has nothing to repay, so I use my hidden sword to live in the mountain." Sword intent, open a path of blood for you."

Shi Wei felt that something was wrong, and quickly shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?! Ye Zhengyang!"

Ye Zhengyang retracted the light sword into its sheath, picked up his heavy sword with both hands, looked at the red-clothed believers surrounded in front of them, and chuckled, "Oh, it really seems like a black dragon is taking the head."

"It's not a loss to kill one, and it's profitable to kill two. I have no sword energy to limit the wind to Wushan. You just wait to be killed by me."

Ye Zhengyang rushed to the front of Su Wangyan and Qingdeng, and whispered to them, "Master, Daoist, if I can make a gap later, you all rush out with Ah Xue, and don't turn your back on me."

Both Su Wangyan and Qingdeng showed embarrassment, and finally Su Wangyan cupped his hands and said, "Then let Pindao, Brother Ye, guard the mountains and rivers for you, at least to keep you safe with a cup of tea."

When Ye Zhengyang heard this, he just cupped his hands to express his gratitude, and then rushed out with the heavy sword in his hand.

Xu Aoxue opened his eyes with great effort, stretched out his hand to grab him, and spat out a mouthful of black blood when he opened his mouth, "Zhengyang!"