The heroine, she surrenders to the enemy every day

Sima Kui did not fully believe his words.

Although all the Taoists living nearby are fellow Taoists from various sects, it is inevitable to be suspicious when they come here at night.

She said lightly: "Not here, you found the wrong room." She was about to close the door.

The young man stretched out his right foot and blocked the door: "Don't you want to cure him?"

Sima Kui was startled, loosened his hand holding the door slightly, and looked him up and down: "Who are you?"

"I told you, my old friend is here to see you." The young man smiled grimly, and took advantage of the situation to forcefully squeeze past her and entered the room.

He stood beside the bed, staring at Zhuang Wuxiang intently.

Zhuang Wuxiang was awakened by the sound, opened his eyes and looked at him, with deep defense in his eyes.

Sima Kui chased after him, thinking of the mantra in his heart, he released a cloud of purple-green thunderfire from his palm, dancing faintly in the dark night, aiming at the black-robed youth's chest.

The black-robed youth was calm and calm, and only said one sentence: "If you kill me, no one will make him stand up again."

"Palace Master Danhua is helpless, who are you? Dare to speak so shamelessly?"

Sima Kui paused, his palms stopped halfway, but the thunder fire in his palms was not retracted, and he kept on attacking at any time. Once the opponent did something wrong, what awaited him was the punishment of thunder and lightning.

The black-robed youth didn't answer, and he felt Zhuang Wuxiang's bones like Palace Master Danhua did, but he felt slower, and stopped for a while after touching a joint.

After a long while, he smiled and said: "The reason why Palace Master Danhua can't heal is because she only knows orthodox medical skills. The reason why Zhuang Daoyou's bones can't be renewed is because the spirit veins connecting the joints have been stripped. Orthodox medical skills only know how to set bones and cannot restore them." Plastic Lingmai, of course, cannot be cured."

Sima Kui didn't know much about medical skills, but when he heard him speak clearly and logically, he felt a little convinced in his heart, and his face gradually softened: "Can you reshape the spiritual veins?"

"No." The black-robed youth shook his head regretfully.

"Then you...!" Sima Kui felt that he had been tricked, and his attitude was tough again.

The black-robed youth sighed: "So, the young people nowadays can't hold their breath at all, I haven't finished my words yet!" His tone was full of maturity that didn't fit his status.

After a pause, he said mysteriously: "Although I don't know how to reshape, I can change it. Find someone who is good at it, extract his spirit veins, and replace it with Fellow Daoist Zhuang. Isn't that all right?"

"But this... this is clearly a sorcery!"

Sima Kui was dumbfounded when he heard that, this method of harming others and benefiting oneself is by no means done by decent people, but it is commonly used by those monks of the evil sect.

In this way, she also saw the identity of the young man in the yellow robe. He was by no means a disciple of Maoshan Sect, but a cultivator from the evil sect who had mixed into the Taoist sect.

The young man in black sneered: "Mrs. Zhuang, you have to think clearly, only the 'sorcery' you mentioned can save him now."

It stands to reason that Sima Kui should arrest this evil cultivator, but he may be the only one who can save Zhuang Wuxiang.

Her expression was twisted, and she was caught in a dilemma for a moment.

The other party was not in a hurry, flipped his robe and sat in the position she had just sat in, and poured tea by himself.

Time passed bit by bit, and she finally made up her mind to adopt the method of the black-robed youth, but she still had doubts to answer: "Why on earth did you help us, and what good does it do you?"

Sima Kui firmly believes that there is no such thing as free eating and drinking in the world, and anyone who does anything has his own selfishness.

"To tell you the truth, I am entrusted by others, but I also have my own selfish intentions. Daoist Zhuang, do you have a junior sister called 'Yun Biyue'?" the black-robed youth said.

"She invited you here?" Sima Kui's expression changed drastically, his eyes were full of strong jealousy, and he gnashed his teeth and cursed, "You bitch! There are men all around you, and you still miss other people's husbands!"

The black-robed youth was extremely dissatisfied: "Young man, listen to me and don't interrupt others all the time. A few days ago, this Yun Biyue, a rough-looking man, and a terrifying red-clothed ghost were in my territory Make trouble, destroy my zombie army, and take away the treasure I fancy..."

The more he said, the more resentment became in his eyes, and he squeezed his hand holding the teacup even harder, "I saw them again in Danhua Palace in the afternoon, and I want you to expose the identity of that ghost at tomorrow's Golden Cauldron Conference! At that time, she will be besieged by various factions, and I will wait for the opportunity to take back the treasure from them."

Sima Kui turned pale with shock, red... a ghost in red!She instantly thought of the red-clothed ghost king who abolished Zhuang Wuxiang, and recalled that when she saw Yun Biyue this time, the two people beside her, one was rough-looking, the other was wearing red, which fit the profile of the black-robed youth. describe.

No wonder, no wonder the face of the woman in red was covered with a black veil, she thought she had some kind of illness, it turned out that the ghost king was trying to hide his identity!

Her heart was beating violently, she was startled and frightened, the ghost king in red had a lot of hatred with Zhuang Wuxiang, if it goes on, it will become a serious disaster.

Sima Kui had no choice but to agree to cooperate with the young man in black.

The black-robed youth expressed his request for Zhuang Wuxiang's pulse exchange: "As we all know, the spiritual vein is connected with the mind, and the selection of the spiritual vein must be willingly donated by the other party. On the contrary, it will cause more serious troubles, and what's more, it will explode and die."

Sima Kui hesitated for a moment before saying, "Use mine."

"Madame really has a deep love for Zhuang Daoyou!" There was a hint of sarcasm in the words of the black-robed youth, "Then let's start now!"

Sima Kui took Zhuang Wuxiang into the bed, and lay down on the outside, next to him.

She turned her head and stared at Zhuang Wuxiang's face, her eyes were full of affection: "Zhuang Wuxiang, please remember, this is what you owe me!"

Zhuang Wuxiang's eyebrows trembled, and his usually indifferent eyes showed a little emotion: "Ah..."

The process of extracting the spirit veins was very short, but very painful. Sima Kui felt that every inch of his joints was drilled out of the gap like an awl, and the spirit vein snakes crawled through the gaps, and the traces were hooked out of the body, and then threaded into Zhuang Wuxiang in the body.

After completing the pulse change, the black-robed youth connected Zhuang Wuxiang's bones together bit by bit.

The spiritual energy surged all over his body, Zhuang Wuxiang sat up slowly, and tremblingly tried to raise his palms to his eyes, make a fist, open, make a fist, open...

After confirming that his body had recovered, he opened his mouth and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency." His voice was slightly hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Looking back at Sima Kui who was lying on the bed, her face was as white as paper, her forehead was dripping with sweat, as if she had walked through the Temple of Yama.

Zhuang Wuxiang's eyes flickered slightly, and he lifted his sleeves and slowly brought her forehead close.

"Brother!"

There was a delicate voice from behind, and a cloud of white mist suddenly shot out from the sleeves of the young man in black, and stood in human form in front of the bed.

Zhuang Wuxiang froze, turned around, and looked at the human figure steadily, his gaze gradually fascinated: "Little...Little Junior Sister..."

Looking left, right, up and down, the human figure in front of him is exactly the same as junior sister Yun Biyue, and the expression and behavior are completely different from the previous counterfeit.

This is his real little junior sister "Yun Biyue".

The black-robed young man stroked his sleeves calmly. He was such a short-tempered guy, so he couldn't hold back and ran out?

"Yun Biyue" had tears in her phoenix eyes, full of grief: "Senior brother, I miss you so much!"

Zhuang Wuxiang stretched out his hand to her, but his arm was suddenly clamped from behind.

Sima Kui stared at him with red eyes, and weakly called out his name word by word: "Zhuang-wu-xiang!"

Just three words, full of accusations and questions against him.

Seeing this, "Yun Biyue" immediately sat in Zhuang Wuxiang's arms like a bird, and her voice was as sweet as a warbler's cry: "Senior brother, you have recovered now, she is useless, so leave her alone. "

"Yun-bi-yue, you-this-bass-person!" Sima Kui's eyes were bloodshot, and she never thought of what she had done so she made a wedding dress for her.

She stared at Zhuang Wuxiang: "Zhuang Wuxiang, I just gave you my spiritual veins, are you going to kill the donkey so soon?"

"I..." Zhuang Wuxiang was a little hesitant.

"Yun Biyue"'s eyes flashed fiercely, and she acted more coquettishly: "Senior brother, didn't you say that you have one heart and one mind for him? Could it be that you changed your mind so quickly during the days when I was away?"

Zhuang Wuxiang caressed the face of "Yun Biyue" lovingly: "Of course I have my whole heart for my junior sister."

"Yun Biyue" raised her lips and smiled lightly: "Then leave her to me!"

Zhuang Wuxiang looked at Sima Kui, a trace of unbearableness flashed across his face, and he quickly regained his composure: "Okay."

"Yun Biyue" smiled sweetly and viciously at Sima Kui: "It seems that you like my elder brother very much, then I will let you be together."

"It's ridiculous. I'm the wife he is marrying. Do I still need your permission to be with him?" Sima Kui seemed to have heard a big joke.

These words pierced into "Yun Biyue"'s heart like a cactus thorn, the man she liked was the first to pay homage to others, although the elder brother only used her as his substitute, but thinking of this, "Yun Biyue" Still hate to go crazy.

She bit her lower lip lightly, and said to the black-robed youth who had been watching the show, "Master Daoist, please excuse me."

"Have you figured it out?" The black-robed youth looked at her intently.

"Yun Biyue" didn't hesitate at all: "I've made up my mind, I'll use her!"

Sima Kui narrowed her eyes, and an ominous premonition arose in her heart, but she had just been pulled out of her spiritual veins, not only lost her magic power, but also her body had not recovered, knowing that the other party wanted to do something wrong, she was still powerless to resist.

"Madam Zhuang, I'm sorry."

The young man in black robe approached her, clawed his right hand, and grabbed the top of her head fiercely.

Sima Kui's pupils constricted, and his entire soul seemed to be torn apart by this hand...

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Just after dawn, Yun Biyue was woken up by Zhu Caiyi.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and after a while she was forcefully dragged out of bed. After washing up, she went to attend the Golden Cauldron Conference.

Today's weather is fine, there is no snow, and the temperature is slightly higher than yesterday.

Wrapped in fox fur, Yun Biyue didn't feel cold anymore.

The Golden Tripod Conference was held in the sacrificial hall behind the Danhua Palace. The hall was extremely spacious and could accommodate thousands of people.

Palace Master Danhua and the heads of the Dao sects were at the top of the table, and the disciples sat in the same room one after another.

The representatives of the Five Peaks in Lingnan were only Yun Biyue and the three of them. Danhua Palace originally wanted to arrange them together with the Queyang Sect, who was also few in number, but Yun Biyue justly refused.

In the end, they sat down with acquaintances from Tiandozhuang.

As the opening was approaching, three people from Que Yangzong arrived late, and there was no sign of Zhuang Wuxiang.

As soon as Sima Kui sat down, his eyes seemed dazed, he didn't care about the content of the Golden Cauldron Conference, he only focused on Yun Biyue's face, as if he wanted to eat her.

Yun Biyue was already at odds with Sima Kui, so she rolled her eyes at her and didn't pay much attention.

The main purpose of the Golden Tripod Conference was to discuss how to fight against the demons. Meng Xian stood on the stage and vividly told what he had seen and heard in the demon realm, causing a storm in the crowd.

Most immortal cultivators only heard about the revival of the demon god, but did not see it with their own eyes. Now hearing him talk about those critical moments when he was close to death, the heartstrings are tense.

After Meng Xian finished speaking, disciples of the Dao faction came to the stage one by one to offer advice.

"Senior sister, your precious son is so eloquent, it's a pity not to talk about it." Yun Biyue chatted with Zhu Caiyi as if no one was around.

Zhu Caiyi smiled and said: "He just said a few words when he was serious. Look, where are those words in normal times?"

"Maybe just don't tell us, after all, children will always have a generation gap with their parents."

"Generation gap is also a vocabulary in your place?"

"Well, it means that there is a big gap between the behavior, consciousness, values, worldview, etc. of the two parties."

……

In the middle of the conference, Yinzhen came to Palace Master Danhua, leaned close to her ear and said something, Palace Master Danhua showed doubts, and then gave some instructions to the disciples behind him, followed by Yinzhen and left quietly.

"What's going on? Why did Palace Master Danhua leave his seat suddenly?" Zhu Caiyi was puzzled.

"Maybe it's a personal matter to deal with." Yun Biyue waved her hand, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with us."

Zhu Caiyi nodded silently, but her eyelids kept twitching, subconsciously feeling that something was about to happen.

I don't know how much time has passed, but Palace Master Danhua still hasn't come back.

The silver needle stimulated the flow of people, came to Yun Biyue, and said in a low voice: "Miss Yun, the "Danhua Sutra" that the palace lord promised to give you earlier has been fetched, and the palace lord put it in the inner hall, let me take you Go get it."

"Go get it now?" Yun Biyue asked in surprise, "But the Golden Cauldron Conference is not over yet, why don't I go with you after it's over."

Yinzhen: "The palace lord has something important to do at night, so it's not convenient to see guests." The implication is that if you want to get the book, you should take advantage of it now.

Zhu Caiyi narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to figure out an unusual meaning, and she said to Yun Biyue, "I'll go with you!"

"Inappropriate!" Yinzhen hurriedly stopped, and then realized her gaffe, quickly covered her mouth with her sleeve, and said respectfully, "The "Danhua Sutra" is my inner sect's mental method, and I showed it to a guest It is a special case and cannot be leaked to the second person, I hope you will forgive me."

The other party said so, and Zhu Caiyi couldn't insist, but he was still a little worried.

Yun Biyue looked at her, and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as I go."

"Then you must be careful."

Zhu Caiyi secretly mobilized the ghost energy under her feet, and quietly climbed up to Yun Biyue's ankle. If something happened, she could use the ghost energy to accurately find Yun Biyue's location.

Yun Biyue came to the inner hall of Palace Master Danhua for the second time, Yinzhen guarded the door and only let her in.

In the inner hall, Palace Master Danhua sat leisurely at the table, flipping through a volume of books.

"Palace Master Danhua." Yun Biyue bowed deeply.

Palace Master Danhua glanced at her, but didn't let her sit down.

Yun Biyue felt even more weird, according to the temperament of Palace Mistress Danhua, she would never be so indifferent.

She called again: "Palace Master Danhua?"

Palace Master Danhua just put down the book, his eyes fell on Yun Biyue's face coldly, and he smiled faintly: "Miss Yun."

From the beginning to the end, there was no mention of the "Danhua Sutra".

The other party didn't mention it, and Yun Biyue was embarrassed to ask, and said: "If the palace master has nothing else to do, I will take my leave first." She was about to rub the soles of her feet with oil.

However, when she came to the door, she found that the temple door was locked from the outside.

"Miss Yun, who is the girl who is with you?" Palace Master Danhua asked suddenly.

There is no escape, Yun Biyue said: "That is my aunt's second cousin."

"Oh, Second Cousin." Palace Master Danhua repeated, tapped his fingertips on the table, and said casually, "But I just heard someone say that it is a ghost king whose cultivation base is around the Mahayana stage."

"Who did you listen to, what kind of ghost king, how dare the ghost king come to Danhua Palace to play wild!" Yun Biyue forced herself to laugh.

There was a rustling sound from the bedroom on the right, and a person walked out from the room.

"I said it." The handsome man in white shirt greeted Yun Biyue with a smile, "Junior Sister, don't come here without any problems."

Yun Biyue took two steps back in shock, Zhuang Wuxiang, who was still paralyzed in a wheelchair yesterday, stood up gracefully today, really echoing the saying - "A good man is not worth his life, but a disaster will last a thousand years".

She looked at Zhuang Wuxiang, and then at Fairy Danhua: "Good guy, you two play me together!"

Palace Master Danhua didn't understand what he meant, and said: "Your Zhuang Taoist recovered from a serious injury after a great fortune. He mentioned this to me at the beginning, but I didn't believe it completely. I thought you were deceived by ghosts, so I wanted to persuade you Advise you, who would have thought that you would be willing to degenerate and associate with evil things." The tone was extremely disappointed.

"Senior Sister is not some evil thing, she has never hurt any innocent person so far, it is in vain for you to listen to the slander of this pious villain, you really don't know right from wrong!" Yun Biyue argued vigorously.

Palace Master Danhua didn't want to play tricks on her, and turned to look at Zhuang Wuxiang: "Fellow Daoist Zhuang, since he is a member of your Queyang Sect, I will leave it to you."

"Hey! I have already left the Queyang Sect before, and I am not a member of your Queyang Sect..."

Before Yun Biyue could finish speaking, a white shadow flashed, and Zhuang Wuxiang suddenly rushed in front of her, reaching out to grab her.

Yun Biyue couldn't beat him, so she could only scurry around in the hall to avoid his attack.

In fact, with her state, Zhuang Wuxiang could subdue her with a single shot, but he just played cat and mouse, leaving Yun Biyue a chance to escape several times, and finally forced her into the small room on the left.

"Junior sister, why bother? Surrender obediently, and senior brother can let you live."

Yun Biyue sneered disdainfully, she knew that Zhuang Wuxiang deliberately arrested her to take her as a hostage to threaten her senior sister, and she would not kill her at all.

She confronted Zhuang Wu with her back against the wall, and Zhuang Wuxiang suddenly jumped up and rushed towards her again.

Yun Biyue slid to the side, and inadvertently touched a piece of smooth paper on the wall with her right hand.

The next moment, the golden light on the wall shone brightly, and before Yun Biyue could react, a strong suction pulled her whole body into the light.

Afterwards, the golden light dimmed again, but Yun Biyue disappeared without a trace before Zhuang Wuxiang's eyes.

The "Tian Gong Tu" hanging on the wall was blown by the breeze outside the window, and the paper swayed in waves, and the smiling flying fairy on it seemed to be smiling even more...

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感谢在2021-03-1713:42:35~2021-03-1804:33:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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