Beautiful senior brother can never be enchanted

Luo Yueming quickly put away the flute, felt like it was a hot potato.

As soon as I put it away, I suddenly heard the brothers discussing something comfortable and uncomfortable. Not only one or two disciples said it was comfortable,? After a while, a large group of disciples gathered together like lambs,? They all talked about how hearty and refreshing they were in the "dream".

Others may not know what these stunned youths have experienced,? Luo Yueming knows it all,? I heard Liu Yijing mention it with my own ears, but now I hear it from these stunned youths. I don’t know why ,? He even blushed like a guilty conscience.

Changqing was the first to notice that he was blushing, couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "They said theirs, why are you blushing?"

"I... I can't even be hot? I just consumed too much spiritual energy,? I'm tired and hot."

Luo Yueming pulled off his collar pretending to be too hot, and there were several dark blue and purple finger marks on the jade-like neck, which was shocking to see suddenly.

Sensing the change in Changqing's eyes, Luo Yueming quickly gathered up his collar again, and asked in surprise, "Where are you looking?"

Only then did Changqing take a few steps back with an unnatural expression,? He shook his head and said, "No, I didn't see anything."

Many disciples saw Xie Shuanghua and Luo Yueming come back at this moment, and their first reaction was to go forward and call "Eldest Brother" with a smile on their face, then they suddenly remembered something, looked at each other again, and retreated vigilantly.

"You have already betrayed the master,? You have betrayed the suzerain, what are you doing in Tianjianzong now?"

Before the words fell, the disciple who spoke just now was slapped on the back of the head. Pei Xuandu frowned and said, "Is there anyone who talks to senior brother like you?"

"Senior brother, forgive me!" The disciple hastily cupped his hands and apologized, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "But, the suzerain ordered..."

"Master..."

When mentioning Grandmaster Liu, the expressions of several people were quite complicated. It would be a long story to talk about it. If Grandmaster Liu's crimes were announced to the world, I am afraid that the disciples of the master's sect would be the first to accept it. It can only be discussed in the long run.

Pei Xuandu said in a calm voice, "Master was killed by Liu Yijing, and now he is seriously injured, and has been sent to the cave to recuperate by the elder brother. Liu Yijing secretly learned forbidden techniques, and his mana increased greatly. Not only did he seriously injure Master, but also Captured Junior Brother Yue alive, even you guys almost..."

After a pause, his voice became deeper and deeper: "If it weren't for the senior brother and the junior brother, regardless of the danger, sneaked into the ghost world to find the psychic sails, played the soul song, recalled your primordial spirit, and awakened your spiritual consciousness. It’s still like a walking dead.”

Many disciples had no impression of the previous events. After hearing this, they looked at each other. Although they didn't know what happened, but the suzerain was not there, they naturally obeyed the senior brothers.So they all bowed their hands.

Luo Yueming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the cohesion of the disciples of Xindao Tianjianzong is still possible, and this is also due to the fact that the senior brothers are good people on weekdays, otherwise how could they convince the whole school.

Just when they were about to speak, they heard a whoosh sound from their ears. Everyone looked over and saw Xie Shuanghua raised his hand to grab, and caught scattered fragments from the air. They looked like some kind of magic weapon.

"This should be the magic weapon used by Liu Yijing to capture the soul. Due to the backlash, the magic weapon was completely destroyed, and a few fragments followed the disciples' primordial spirits. They were summoned by the sound of the flute, so they followed the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Then can we follow the guidance of the fragments and find Liu Yijing?" Luo Yueming asked aloud.

"Let me try."

Xie Shuanghua flicked his sleeves, and the few fragments flew into the air, his hands quickly formed seals, and he chanted the mantra in a low voice. Under the eyes of everyone, he saw the fragments glow brightly, and suddenly they flew away with a whoosh sound , piercing the night, like a shooting star.

"I don't think it's better than this. The Heavenly Sword Sect can't be guarded unattended. Brother Pei stays and guards the mountain with the brothers. The senior brother and I chase after it. If there is any danger, we will use the firework as an order. Senior brother Pei will hurry up." Lead the disciples to come to support!"

Luo Yueming finished speaking quickly, and as soon as she raised her hand, the long sword appeared, and she jumped onto the sword with a light leap, and chased after the fragment together with her elder brother.

Only then did Yujian get off the Heavenly Sword Sect, followed by a sword shadow, following them step by step, and said in a deep voice: "Only Mr. Luo can save Fuyao's life, and I will never let Mr. Luo do anything. accident."

After Luo Yueming heard this, she could only sigh helplessly, and after thinking about it, the cultivation base of long-term love is not bad, and following them can also help a little, so she acquiesced.

I don't know how long Yujian had been flying, but the last ray of light from that fragment completely disappeared between the sky and the earth.

The people landed on a hill, looking at the surrounding mountains and the bottomless valley below, the cold wind was blowing against the clothes of the three of them, and they could see sporadic clusters of jumping will-o'-the-wisps.

I don't know how Liu Yijing found such a ghostly place. Could it be that he came here to do something shady.

Luo Yueming was hesitating whether to go down and have a look, then saw Chang Qing took a step forward, looked at the unfathomable valley below, frowned and said: "Didn't Liu Yijing say that he was going to the Taoist sect? I was thinking, here It’s a long way from Taoism.”

"Just listen to him barking like a dog. Don't take it too seriously. He's been a little crazy lately. He has an idea at a time. No one is the roundworm in his stomach. Only the devil knows what he's thinking."

Luo Yueming pinched her chin, thought for a while, and then said to Xie Shuanghua: "Brother, Liu Yijing is full of tricks and is proficient in illusions. I am worried that there are illusions set up by him here. To be on the safe side, we might as well think of someone who can do it." A way to prove your identity, so that even if you are in a hallucination, you can recognize each other immediately."

Xie Shuanghua felt that it was reasonable, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I will listen to you."

In this way, the three of them quickly exchanged gestures that could immediately recognize each other, and then they jumped down the hill, with the cold wind blowing in their ears, and the closer they got to the foot of the hill, the more sinister they became.

As soon as Luo Yueming stepped on the ground, she smelled a strong rancid smell, mixed with the smell of wet soil.Immediately, he couldn't help frowning, but he heard the voice of Changqing in his ears.

"Come and see! What are these things!"

Following the direction of Changqing's finger, you can see a wasteland in front of you, with dilapidated tombstones crookedly stuck in the soil, some of them have been uprooted, and I don't know what kind of conscience-stricken dog has given up other people's graves. Planed, planed, planed, and planed like a dog.

Stepping on the wet mud, Luo Yueming leaned over to take a look, and saw that the coffin boards in the pit had been torn apart forcefully, and the bones inside had already disappeared.

Not only this one, but Changqing looked at them from pit to pit in the east, shook his head at them and said, "No, none, all the bones have disappeared. Could it be that Liu Yijing dug up these graves? He What do you want these bones for? To eat?"

"It's definitely not edible, but his manipulation skills have been perfected, and since he can manipulate the living, the dead are no problem." Luo Yueming said calmly, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, what kind of hatred is this? What's the matter? He died well, yet someone dug his grave.

No wonder Liu Xiaogou has become more and more gloomy and crazy recently. If he dares to deal with these walking dead, he will become a ghost cultivator sooner or later.

Of course, these are not what Luo Yueming can decide.

He squatted down, raised his hand to explore the footprints on the ground, and suddenly pointed to a direction and said, "If I'm not mistaken, they should be going in this direction. Be careful, everyone, the footprints are quite deep. I think these bones are well preserved." It's quite complete. It's a walking corpse again, so it must be extremely powerful."

Changqing nodded, flicked the whisk, and said calmly: "I want to see how many tricks Liu Yijing has to play!"

The three of them are now on the same boat. As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend.For the time being, it can turn hostility into friendship.

In fact, Luo Yueming never thought that one day he would fight against foreign enemies with the bull-nosed Taoist priest. Every time he saw Changqing's black Taoist robe, he would always think of how he fell in love with the same Taoist priest in the water mirror back then when he turned into a little bald donkey .

The forest was dense, the surroundings were shrouded in thick fog, and there was a fishy smell everywhere. Dots of will-o'-the-wisps jumped out from the endless mountain depressions.

The wilderness like this kind of place where the birds don't shit is generally the most suitable for field battles.

Suddenly hearing the sound of crushing dead leaves coming from far and near, the three of them looked at each other and stopped.

Luo Yueming clenched the long sword tightly in his hand, and was ready to kill, but the sound of branches stepping on leaves stopped abruptly, and before he could ask in doubt, there was another noisy sound soon .

I don't know who shouted: "Protect the young master!"

Luo Yueming quickly exchanged a glance with Xie Shuanghua, and without further ado, she followed the source of the sound and found a group of black heads, surrounded by a group of murderous corpses, and surrounded by more than a dozen teenagers. They all wore blue robes, held long swords and talisman seals in their hands, and looked like disciples of a certain sect.

They are not very old, generally seventeen or eighteen years old, the youngest is the young man in the middle who is protected by many disciples, he is only twelve or thirteen years old, and he is handsome and cute.

Surrounded by these walking corpses at this moment, a group of people are like stunned people, unable to break free.

"This robe... seems to be the disciples of Fuyin Valley, why are they here?" Chang Qing whispered: "It is also surrounded by walking corpses, and it seems that there is no elder, the senior brother leads the team, no wonder Can't escape."

What?

A disciple of Fuyin Valley?

Isn't that the brother of Song Zixuan who met in the ghost world back then?

I don't know if he sensed the familiar aura, but the white jade hairpin that Song Zixuan entrusted to Luo Yueming was buzzing in his sleeve at this moment, making a low whimpering sound.

When Luo Yueming thought of Song Zixuan, she couldn't help but heaved a long sigh. Now that she met the disciple of Fuyin Valley, she couldn't understand her emotions for a while.

Seeing that the disciples of Fuyin Valley were not the opponents of the walking corpses, not to mention being scattered in formation, the young man in the middle staggered and fell, and a murderous corpse rushed towards him.

It's too late to think about it, it's not Luo Yueming's character to see death and refuse to save him, without saying a word, a sword was thrown out, and with a bang, it passed through the head of the murderous corpse, and with a click, a dark green spray was sprayed out. The thick juice splashed all over the boy's head and face.

"Who is it? Who is nearby?" The young man's long sword was knocked to the ground by the murderous corpse, and he seemed to have suffered some injuries. He kept clutching his chest, and said with a pale face, "I am Xu Yixuan, the young master of Fuyin Valley! Thank you very much Your Excellency will help you! Dare to ask your name? There will be a report in the future!"

This voice sounds crisp, but I don't know why, does Fuyingu have any special preference for the word "Xuan".

Song Zixuan, Xu Yixuan.

If Luo Yueming remembered correctly that the disciples of Fuyin Valley just called him the young master, then that means...

"Who is the suzerain of Fuyin Valley?"

Xu Yixuan said: "Father!"

Oh, my father.It turned out that Xu Yixuan was the child of Song Zixuan's master.

Luo Yueming thought to herself, seeing that this silly boy couldn't even stand up, a group of disciples rushed over to protect him, but they were quickly dispersed by the group of corpses.

As the saying goes, a good person will stick to the end, even if he sends a Buddha to the west, he can't overturn a boat with one stroke. What if this Xu Yixuan is a good person?

After thinking about this point clearly, Luo Yueming flew up to the top of the tree and jumped down, raised his hand slightly, the Fate Sword that flew upside down flew straight back to the palm of his hand, slashed away with the sword in the air, and forced back the encirclement Xu Yixuan's murderous corpse.

Xu Yixuan raised his eyes suddenly, seeing that the person who came was also a young man, before he had time to say more, a ghostly hand struck him from behind, trying to rip out his heart and lungs.

"careful!"

Luo Yueming flew over, grabbing Xu Yixuan's collar with one hand, like a little chick, he shielded him behind him, raised his sword to cut off the ghost's hand, and then turned around, seeing Changqing and senior brother also Come flying.

After a while, the walking corpses on the scene fell to the ground, broken into a pool of black and blue meat.

The disciples of Fuyin Valley were also seriously injured, many of them were scratched by the corpses and poisoned by the corpses.Xie Shuanghua adhered to the principle of being a chivalrous man, and signaled that the disciple who had been poisoned by the corpse should not move around.

Then they checked their pulses one by one, seeing that the poisoning was not deep and would not hurt the heart, so they secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you all for your help! When I return to the sect, I will definitely tell my father, and I will definitely come to the gate to thank you!" Xu Yixuan clasped his hands and saluted. Seeing the well-dressed clothes of the three, he immediately recognized the sect they belonged to, and said , "The 36 sects of the Immortal Sect are united in the same spirit. Many thanks to the Taoist friends of Daozong and Tianjianzong for their help. I am very grateful!"

Ever since Luo Yueming knew that Xu Yixuan was the young master of Fuyin Valley, she had preconceived not a good impression of him. Whenever she saw his face, Song Zixuan's face immediately appeared in her mind.

I don't know if this Xu Yixuan still remembers Song Zixuan, the big disciple of Fuyin Valley who was famous for a while.

Of course, this kind of thing is not good to ask rashly.

Luo Yueming said quite like an expert in the world: "Efforts with a little effort are worth nothing."

"Dare to ask the three surnames? I will come to thank you at that time, so that I can thank the suzerains of the two sects."

Speaking of names, who dares to say.

Changqing has been expelled from the Taoist sect because he broke the Tao, and now he is an abandoned disciple of the Taoist sect.

Not to mention Xie Shuanghua and Luo Yueming, it is no secret that they betrayed the Heavenly Sword Sect and were once besieged by 36 sects of the Immortal Sect.

Theoretically speaking, the three of them are all abandoned disciples of their masters, and they shouldn't wear the patriarchal robes to show off outside, but none of the three of them changed their patriarchal robes, which made Xu Yixuan misunderstand.

Luo Yueming had no choice but to prevaricate: "We do good deeds and never leave names. Since you are all fine, leave here quickly."

"No, I must know the names of the three benefactors, otherwise how will I repay you in the future? The grace of saving my life, the kindness that recreates me, will never be forgotten. Please tell me the names of the three benefactors!"

This Xu Yixuan insisted on asking the bottom line, so Luo Yueming had no choice but to make up nonsense: "Okay, since you insist on asking, then I will tell you the name..."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the elder brother, and Luo Yue Mingfu said in a heartfelt way: "If you don't want to change your name, if you don't sit down, you don't want to change your surname. My name is Mingyue."

Xie Shuanghua glanced at him, and said seriously, "Hua Shuang."

Changqing squinted at the two of them, thinking that her name would be "Qingchang" in reverse, which was so ugly.After thinking for a while, he said, "My name is Wuming."

Xu Yixuan slowly read the names of the three people, and said suspiciously: "I have never heard of the names of the three people..."

"It's right if you haven't heard of it. There are more than [-] disciples of our Heavenly Sword Sect, just the beginner disciples. The outer disciples are all over the realm of cultivation. Senior brother and I don't often go out of the mountain, so you naturally don't know us. .”

Changqing said in a blunt tone: "It's the first time I went down the mountain, so naturally you haven't heard my name."

As a result, the young master Xu didn't even become suspicious.Luo Yueming saw that his face was pale, and he was still clutching his chest, guessing that the child's ribs should be broken, so she kindly said: "We are destined to meet each other. I saw that you were seriously injured, but your bones are broken? I You know a little bit about bone setting, how about I help you set bones?"

When Xie Shuanghua heard this, he immediately frowned, and said in a low voice, "When will you set bones? I don't know."

"Eldest brother, I am deeply aware that it is not enough for people to have skills. Although I have never grafted bones to people, I have grafted bones to stray dogs. Anyway, they are all the same."

Xie Shuanghua: "..."

Much worse.

Unexpectedly, when Xu Yixuan heard that he wanted to set the bone, he immediately covered his chest with his hands in a hurry, stepped back a few steps, and said with a pale face, "No, no! I don't want to set the bone, I don't want to set the bone!"

Luo Yueming: "The bone is broken. If it is not connected in time, the consequences will be unimaginable. If the bone and flesh are allowed to heal on their own, it will inevitably grow crooked. You can't have such a disability at such a young age. It will not be good when you grow up. Marry a wife."

After a pause, he said again: "As a male cultivator, what you have is where I don't? Why don't you just get a bone? What are you afraid of?"

"Can't answer, anyway, just can't answer!"

Xu Yixuan backed up, his feet went limp and fell to the ground, he immediately groaned in pain, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.

"Trouble, I saved a little ancestor and came back? Why are big men afraid of pain? It doesn't hurt to set the bone." Luo Yueming thought, even if he is a male cultivator, it is not easy for him to set the bone, so he raised his chin , said with long affection: "Can you set bones?"

Changqing said frankly: "No."

"Do you dare to touch the male cultivator?"

"Why don't you dare?"

"Alright then," Luo Yueming stroked his palms, "Go pick him up, and I'll teach you from the sidelines?"

Changqing didn't care much about this, and nodded when he heard the words: "Okay."

Then he took a step forward, carried Xu Yixuan back, and was about to untie his belt.