I'm doing business in the Shura field [Rebirth]

The voice of the gatekeeper of Kunlun Palace also called out all the anxious people in the nearby buildings.All of a sudden, many people jumped up into the air, shuttled through the streets and alleys, trying to find out Fang Qinghong, the culprit.

They were somewhat self-aware, and most of them formed cliques to act. Fang Qinghong also heard a few monks passing by him, saying that when they met him, they would hide after sending out the signal.In case he was injured in the bloody battle with the Kunlun Palace, it would be better if he caught him and ate his tonic.

Eat people tonic...

Fang Qinghong asked the sky speechlessly, do you dare to spread it more exaggeratedly?

Jing Hong finally came to his senses at this moment, and asked him: "Did you expect the Kunlun Palace to suppress and raise, so that everyone can do their best to help them find someone? Although it is a way out...but where can we find the Peach Blossom Sword? "

Kongkong also teased with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Yunhu, I found that you have changed a lot. Where did you go this night? Why did you suddenly become enlightened?"

Fang Qinghong came back to his senses, pretending to be deeply distressed: "One learns one's wisdom, one must always learn from failures."

Kongkong snorted: "You were deceived by an unscrupulous Taoist, and you were not deceived by a girl for your feelings. Why did it look like a one-night stand hurt and finally grew up?"

Fang Qinghong: ...you can think about it.

Jing Hong's thoughts turned, and he looked at him in surprise: "Just now, Fellow Daoist asked me to quit the rent... Could it be that you already have a clue?!"

Fang Qinghong exaggeratedly put on a very tired expression, and then said to Jing Hong in the tone of meeting a bosom friend in a high mountain and flowing water: "Someone has noticed it! That's right, I thought of a good method. Let Peach Blossom Sword come out by itself."

He spoke with confidence, and Jing Hong and Kong Kong couldn't help asking curiously: "What method?"

"You guys just stay here and watch. No matter what happens next, don't act rashly and wait for my signal." The little Taoist blinked one eye, and his ordinary face seemed vivid because of this flying look stand up.

Then, with his chest folded on the bamboo floor and his hands behind his back, he soared into the air under the astonished gaze of the two, and flew towards the direction of the Kunlun Palace formation on his own initiative.

The disciples of the Kunlun Palace who were waiting in full formation saw that someone came so soon, and at the same time they were disapproving in their hearts, and asked verbally as usual: "Is there any news about the thief?"

Fang Qinghong replied without changing expression: "No."

The people of Kunlun Palace suddenly became angry: "What are you doing without you, step back!"

Fang Qinghong: "But I have a plan, I can let the Peach Blossom Sword throw itself into the trap."

"Oh?" The disciple was skeptical, looked up and down the little Taoist priest, and after confirming that he was just a Nascent Soul, he showed disdain: "It's up to you?"

Fang Qinghong's old god was there, and continued to speak boldly: "I won't talk to you, what if you don't have a sense of importance and leak my wonderful plan? Call your elders to come out."

"You!" The disciple pointed at him, his face flushed, obviously very angry. "Irreverent, you still have the audacity to want to see our elder, dreaming!"

"Come here, drive him away quickly."

"Yes."

The Kunlun Palace disciples who were originally formed in a single line quickly dispersed and surrounded Fang Qinghong tightly.

The two sides confronted each other, and the atmosphere was tense. Jinghong and Kongkong, who had been watching the situation quietly hiding in the crowd, were sweating coldly for him.

As for the Kunlun Palace, the inner disciples who could be sent out to carry out missions were all young and energetic, and they were even more impolite at this time. After setting up the four-element formation, they greeted Fang Qinghong with a face covered.

While nimbly moving around in the formation, the young man shouted at the top of his voice, "Help, the leader of the Western Region is bullying the small and the innocent Taoist—"

Jinghong: ...

empty: ...

The Kunlun Palace disciple was stunned, stuttering: "You, you, what nonsense!"

Fang Qinghong continued to work hard: "It's so kind that I fed the donkey's liver and lungs. If you don't make a proposal, you will be treated like this. All the colleagues present have seen it, Kunlun Palace, it's not worth it!"

The Kunlun Palace disciple neither advanced nor retreated for a while, standing in the air dryly, like a clumsy little lady who was being treated lightly.The hand holding the sword was trembling, and after a long time of you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, and you, you just choked out a sentence that turned black and white and shameless.

The sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the square soon spread into the fortress built above the city wall. Not long after, an old man with white beard and hair and red face flew out of it, asking what was going on and what was the noise.

Fang Qinghong saw that he was still an old acquaintance who had met twice, Lingxuzi.

After listening to the cause and effect of the disciple's report, Lingxuzi came forward and said to the young man: "Little Taoist priest, what clever plan do you have, it's okay to say it now."

Playing a full set, Fang Qinghong continued to perform the hurt little trick: "Who are you? Can you speak up here? Instigate others not to declare their family name in front of them."

Lingxuzi had never experienced such a battle before, he froze for a while, and then slowly said: "Poverty Lingxuzi, let's talk about this city, let's talk about it."

Fang Qinghong showed suspicion: "Aren't you lying to me?" He pointed at the inner disciple who stood obediently behind the old man, "They deal with me for them, but they actually don't take me seriously at all."

"presumptuous!"

The inner disciple who ordered Fang Qinghong to be driven away earlier shouted violently, and was about to say something to ridicule the casual cultivator whose origin was unknown and who couldn't spit out ivory, when Lingxuzi raised his hand to stop him.

The old man said in a deep voice: "The poor don't need to lie to you, you can relax."

Hearing this, Fang Qinghong put on a smiling face, and said warmly as if nothing had happened: "The elder understands people, so let me just say it?"

Lingxuzi: "Please."

Fang Qinghong smiled, and said through voice transmission with his spiritual sense: "Actually, the Kunlun Palace doesn't need to spend a lot of trouble. As long as you release the news, if the Peach Blossom Sword doesn't show up within an hour, you can kill one person to make an example, and you can achieve your goal. .”

Lingxuzi was stunned: "What did you say?"

Fang Qinghong kindly changed the angle, and said it again: "If he doesn't show up, he's just a selfish, righteous monk. If he shows up, wouldn't it be in his favor? The Kunlun Palace is full of talents, he is single Alone, are you afraid you won't be able to take it?"

Lingxuzi completely fell into his rhythm: "But the Kunlun Palace also bears the notoriety of killing innocent people indiscriminately!"

Fang Qinghong was persuasive and persuasive: "When the time comes, you will say that the person arrested is Fang's eyeliner lurking in Kunlun territory, won't it be over?"

"If he doesn't show up, who will refute it? Even if the person who worked for him is in danger and turns a deaf ear, wouldn't it be a crime?"

"Also, so what if he appears, will anyone believe what he said now? Which thief would call himself a thief."

Seeing that Lingxuzi was deep in thought, Fang Qinghong said again: "The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for Kunlun Palace. Closing the city under tremendous pressure, even casting a wide net, is too passive. He just needs to hide it well." Think of a countermeasure, just wait for the opportunity, really let him run away, the Kunlun Palace is not good on both sides."

"Which one is more important..." He smiled slightly, his lips parted and closed: "It must be that the Kunlun Palace has its own ideas in its heart."

Fang Qinghong was betting, betting on the value of his so-called Son of Heaven.

Kunlun Palace can be so deliberate here, it must be special and indispensable to them.

Sure enough, after a while, Lingxuzi turned around and summoned a disciple, told him in a low voice to go to the cell, and picked out a few people who had just caused trouble.

Next, as a reward for offering advice - also under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lingxuzi expressed his stance on the farce just now, Lingxuzi invited Fang Qinghong to sit aside for a while, instead of going back to stand stupidly crowded with people.

The former did not accompany him, but went back to the city tower, and used the sound transmission instrument to present the plan to Liu Fengsheng, who would make the final decision.

Presumably, it should be in the arms of the palace lord, and soon, Lingxuzi summoned another disciple to send messages to the cities.

The few people who didn't know where to go were brought to the square, Lingxuzi stood in the air, and with the blessing of the sound transmission magic weapon, he conveyed the new decision of Kunlun Palace to the whole city:

"Not long ago, we captured three righteous traitors who were lying in ambush in the city to deliver news to Fang Qinghong, Tao Huajian. As the saying goes! No rules and no rules. An hour later, I will execute them here."

"At the same time, I also warn the Peach Blossom Sword hidden in the city, the law of heaven is clear, the retribution is not good, and the right way is to know the way back, otherwise—"

Lingxuzi paused slightly, and continued: "They are your fate!"

As soon as the words fell, they were tied to the pillars, and the few people who were scorched by the sun yelled loudly:

"Injustice!"

"Who secretly communicated with that surname Fang? The Kunlun Palace is full of blood!"

"We don't even know each other. Peach Blossom Sword is standing in front of me. He doesn't even know who I am?"

The conversation between Lingxuzi and Fang Qinghong was carried out with spiritual consciousness, and outsiders had no idea what they said.

The Kunlun disciples who were in charge of the escort did not know what to do, and only knew how to do things according to the orders. Now that someone questioned their elders, they asked with a look of fear: "Then why did you just stir up trouble and try to break through the restrictions?"

"I'm not from your Kunlun Palace, so why don't you let us go if you don't let us go?"

"It's over, it's over, Taohuajian doesn't even know us, so why would he come out for us?"

"I didn't expect that the leader of the Kunlun Palace would be so unscrupulous. Could it be that your life is your life, and ours is not?!"

"What a famous family, hypocrite!"

The monks watching outside the square, after experiencing the initial stupefaction, also murmured in their hearts: Seeing the appearance of these three people filled with righteous indignation, it doesn’t seem to be fake, but the eyes of the disciples at the Kunlun Palace are all flaming, which is quite real. what happened?

Who is telling the truth?

If he had an intersection with those three people on stage, he said below that it was impossible, his friend and Taohuajian had never had an intersection, so how could he be someone's eyeliner?

Some people retorted: Since they are all used as eyeliner, it must be done in secret, how could you know?

In the shadow at the base of the city wall, Fang Qinghong, who was sitting on a chair, looked calmly, watching the two different voices start to clash and argue.

Now, the voice of doubt is not too big due to the pressure of reality, but next...

Time passed by every minute and every second, seeing that the incense on the desk was about to burn out, and the agreed time was about to pass, the three people who had been slandered as Fang Qinghong's accomplices were in despair.

He was about to die, so he ignored other things and cursed at Kunlun Palace and others.

Going back and forth in this way makes people taste something unusual.Why is it that the Kunlun Palace is still indifferent to the elders of the sect and the disciples of the inner sect being treated like this?

Not to mention the leader of the western region, it is just an ordinary sect. If such behaviors that can be said to disgrace the ground have occurred, the disrespectful ones have already been eliminated.

Reminiscent of the little Taoist priest who just offered advice, could it be...they are fishing?

It turned out that the Kunlun Palace couldn't think of Fang Qinghong's way of pretending to be someone else to get out of the city, and become a caged bird that couldn't fly.In the end, there was no news, and it was too easy for the majestic Mahayana king to hide.

This road is blocked, so naturally we can only open up a new road.

The truth is no longer important. In other cities, there must have been a few bullies who were used as pawns.

But would Fang Qinghong really stand up for these people he may not even know?

I'm afraid even the person involved is pessimistic.

At this moment, a small white dot suddenly rose in the distant sky, approaching it quickly from the downtown area!

Those who came came before they came, and shouted: "The Queen Mother of the West was so majestic and heroic when she ruled the world and ruled all peoples. Now, Xiaoxiao, who only knows how to bully the weak and do unrighteous deeds, inherits her mantle. How sad it is!" What? If she still knows, she will be the first to question you!"

As soon as the words fell, the young man in white came through the air, lightly tapped the sword with his toes, carried his hands on his back, and stood in mid-air.

Her hair was tied up in a high crown, and in the black ponytail, a few strands of hair fluttered in the wind.A jade face is handsome and fair, with starry eyes and red lips, and a high nose bridge, he is really very springy, and his eyes and brows are full of colorful meandering.

The moment he showed his face, the elite team of the Kunlun Palace, who had been ambushing for a long time, appeared in unison. The leader looked confident and pointed at him with his sword: "Taotai, let's capture it with your hands free. You can't get out of this door today."

The young man in white changed color almost the moment he saw the other party.

"Ling, special, son."

With his beard and hair all stretched out, he gritted his teeth and pronounced the name.