Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

Looking at Li Qinghong, he said helplessly: "Master Mu Gu has already broken the precept to save you. What he wants is for you to change your mind from now on and not to be stained with blood again. You have already killed the only son of the Chen family, and now you have to kill the only son of the Chen family again. His father, he can't really destroy the whole family."

Li Qinghong's eyes were blurred, and the voice he heard in his ears became more and more distant.

He tried his best to grab the corner of the person in front of him: "Who are you?"

The little disciple sighed lightly.

He bent down and looked straight into Li Qinghong's eyes: "Brother Hong."

Li Qinghong's eyes slowly turned red: "...I knew it, you won't die."

Yuan Qinghang said in harmony: "Thank you for your willingness to help me at that time."

Outside the retreat, on the top of the cliff, when Shang Yuan forced him to attack, besides Ning Duo and him fighting together, there was another person who also suddenly drew his sword for him.

Li Qinghong stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if he wanted to hug him, his eyes sparkled: "Brother Young Master."

Yuan Qinghang felt pity in his heart, and stretched out his hand to support him: "You..."

Just now when Li Qinghong hugged him, with a flick of his wrist, he stabbed at his back with all his strength!

However, Yuan Qinghang seemed to have been prepared for a long time. The white jade and black gold fan in his hand slammed and then blocked, and there was a sour teeth "stabbing" sound on the fan, and faint sparks flew everywhere.

He jumped out quickly, dodged far away, looked at Li Qinghong who was on the ground: "Brother Hong?"

Li Qinghong held Tu Ling, and desperately crawled towards Chen Feng's bed: "I don't want you to thank me, I just ask you to step aside and let me kill him!..."

Yuan Qinghang flashed his body, stood in front of Chen Feng's bed, and said: "Stop it. He is just a father who is devastated because his son died."

Li Qinghong's face turned pale, and he said viciously: "If he lives, I must die."

Yuan Qinghang stared at him and asked softly: "Are you really only worried about yourself? Or are you worried about the whole Shennong Valley?"

Li Qinghong's body trembled, like a hedgehog whose soft belly was suddenly opened, the spikes all over his body suddenly stood up, he sneered loudly: "Hahaha, what a joke! Who like you cares about other people's lives every day? "

Yuan Qinghang looked at him with complicated expressions in his eyes, as if he had seen through something, but couldn't bear to expose it.

It took a while before he said softly, "I won't let you kill any more people, just give up."

As soon as Li Qinghong's gaze met him, he couldn't bear to scream: "Yes, you are kind, generous and compassionate, like a living Bodhisattva!"

He cried out in pain: "But I'm not afraid of blood on my hands, and I'm not afraid of karma, so can't you leave me alone?..."

Yuan Qinghang said quietly: "Are you afraid that Shang Lang will know?"

Li Qinghong seemed to have been stabbed hard by a needle, his eyes froze suddenly.

"In this world, there will always be some things that will suddenly escape your control." Yuan Qinghang said, "At the bottom of the Broken Soul Cliff, you thought that no one would know about the destruction of corpses and traces, but look, what about now?"

Li Qinghong roared: "Isn't this because Ning Duo is busy? Without him, nothing would happen!"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "You think that killing Chen Feng will prevent future troubles forever, but why don't you think about it, will Shang Lang never doubt it?"

Li Qinghong gritted his teeth: "Who asked him to believe it?"

Yuan Qinghang looked into his eyes, full of sympathy: "Brother Hong, you may not even realize that you are not afraid of exposing your true nature in front of me, let alone that I will alienate you because of it. Only when you are facing Shang Lang, you will Be careful and pretend to be different."

Li Qinghong stared at him intently, the Tu Ling dagger trembling slightly in his hand.

"Because you are afraid that he will be disappointed when he sees the real you." Yuan Qinghang said, "If you want to keep this only friend and want him to smile at you sincerely, don't kill anyone or lie to him again. gone."

Li Qinghong gasped for a few moments, and hissed: "What's wrong with lying to others? As long as everyone is happy, it's better to live in the illusion than to see and hate each other."

Yuan Qinghang said lightly: "But you can't lie to people for a lifetime."

Li Qinghong couldn't bear it anymore, and screamed: "I won't listen, I won't listen! You and Ning Duo glance at each other, and you both know what the other is thinking. I don't have such a good life, so I have to rely on deception to get someone to treat me. good."

Yuan Qinghang sighed softly: "Even if it's not for you, I won't ignore anyone killing an innocent person."

Li Qinghong suddenly raised his wrist, and Tu Ling's dagger whizzed out, with a cold and sharp light, circled the bend and flew towards Chen Feng: "Don't force me!"

Yuan Qinghang had no choice but to smile bitterly, his fan bone went up and hit Tu Ling's dagger: "Don't force me, he's alive, it's better than dead."

Tu Ling made a sound of "Cangcang" and swirled into the air. Yuan Qinghang jumped up, reached out to catch the dagger, hit it with his backhand, and touched Li Qinghong with the handle of the dagger: "Stop baring your teeth and claws, let's sleep for a while .”

There was a sound outside the window, a beautiful and bright face appeared, looking at Li Qinghong who was on the ground, he was startled: "I mean, looking at the wind from a distance, I could vaguely hear a fight here. What is he doing here?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled wryly: "What else can I do?"

Shuang Jiang immediately understood: "Tsk tsk, it's a good thing we came tonight, otherwise the two fathers and sons of Dianzhu Chen would have died under the hands of Young Master Li."

Yuan Qinghang waved at her: "Quick, get him away."

Shuang Jiang quickly jumped in and dragged the unconscious Li Qinghong outside.

Yuan Qinghang turned back to Chen Feng.

Stretching out his hand, he frowned and felt the pulse on Chen Feng's wrist for a while, then pinched Chen Feng's tightly closed jaw, and stuffed a pill into it.

Shuang Jiang watched from the side, curled his lips: "Why use such a precious medicine, where can he prepare it?"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "Since you want to save people, you have to do your best. There is no reason to save half of them."

Taking out a set of gold needles, with a solemn expression, he stabbed carefully into the vital points all over Chen Feng's body under the light of flickering candles.

It took a long time before the acupuncture was finished, he breathed out, his palms rushed out, and slapped Chen Feng's chest and abdomen one by one.

As the golden needle was shaken, Chen Feng's face suddenly turned blood red, and a burst of blood rushed up from his lower abdomen and forced up his throat.

Yuan Qinghang's hands were quick and his eyes were quick, and he stretched out his fingers to touch his heart.

Chen Feng opened his mouth, and a black blood arrow finally spurted out, and the stench filled the whole room.

Shuang Jiang opened his almond-shaped eyes, hurriedly avoided the blood mist, and said with lingering fear: "This Shen Nonggu said that the pot is hanging to help the world, and it is kind and compassionate. I see that the poison used here is not worse than that of Zuo Dharma."

Yuan Qinghang was silent.

In order to save this lost and found son, Mu Anyang probably broke through the bottom line of his life.

Chen Feng spat out a mouthful of stagnant blood, most of the accumulated poison was finally removed, his originally bleak face regained a little color, and his heavy breathing eased a bit.

Yuan Qinghang helped him sit up, put his palms on his heart, and a ray of gentle spiritual power swam through the veins that had been eroded by the poison to sort out.

For a long time, white steam rose from his forehead, Chen Feng also snorted softly, slowly opened his eyes, and stared blankly at the young man in front of him.

Suddenly, he frowned, and finally recognized the little disciple who was hugging his thigh in the main hall.

"you……"

Yuan Qinghang raised his palm lightly, and slapped him alternately on the top of his head and the side of his neck, forcing him to bleed again: "Wait a minute and ask again."

No matter how confused he was, Chen Feng could see that the young man was helping him detoxify and treat him, so he finally stopped talking.

After half a cup of tea time passed, Yuan Qinghang retracted his palm strength and let out a tired sigh of relief.

"Master Chen, there is not much remaining poison left." He took out a bottle of elixir, "Just take this on time from now on."

Chen Feng closed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Which medical practitioner are you? Why did Haiqingmen help you lie?"

As a grandmaster of a generation, although he has a grumpy temper and is proud, he is not stupid.

In just a short moment, it was already guessed that Yuan Qinghang was pretending to be a disciple of Hai Qingmen, and he had good medical skills.

Yuan Qinghang smiled slightly: "My teacher is Yi Baiyi."

Chen Feng was startled, and then he felt relieved: "Ah, why did Senior Yi send you here?"

Yuan Qinghang said: "My family teacher was traveling abroad, and when he received a letter from Shang Yuan, he sent me to congratulate him."

Chen Feng panted slightly: "Thank you, Xiaoxian Jun, for your righteousness. I will remember this kindness. After I recover, I will definitely go to Senior Yi to thank you."

Yuan Qinghang jumped out of the bed and sighed: "Master Chen may not know that after you fell into a coma, Senior Yuwen was seriously injured by Shang Yuan because of his objection. Now if you want to get out alive, it may be worse than ascending to the sky." Disaster."

Chen Feng's face changed drastically, he opened his palm, and the sharp sword on the bedside screamed and flew back into his hand.

He said angrily: "Is Shang Yuan crazy?! Isn't he afraid that everyone will fight him?"

Yuan Qinghang shook his head: "Master Chen, I took the risk to come here for treatment, and I don't know if I should say something or not."

Chen Feng hurriedly said in a warm voice: "Little Immortal, please tell me."

"If Shennonggu and Lingxiao Palace hadn't suddenly turned against each other that day, senior Yuwen wouldn't have been alone in the end. If you have any grievances, you might as well put them aside and talk about them when you get out. What do you think?" Yuan Qinghang said sincerely.

Chen Feng's face was gloomy and gloomy, and after a while he finally said: "Xiao Xianjun is very reasonable."

Yuan Qinghang breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and handed him another small bottle of plaster.

"When this medicine is applied on the face, it will make people's complexion sallow and look haggard. From now on, Dianzhu Chen should pretend that he is still deeply poisoned."

Chen Feng said coldly: "Why, do you think Mu Anyang is afraid that I won't die and will come to harm me again?"

He won't, his son will, Yuan Qinghang secretly said in his heart.

But of course he didn't dare to say that, he just said solemnly: "That's not true. I'm worried, if you know that you have recovered your fighting strength, senior, do you think Shang Yuan will let you go? The next one will kill Liwei , I’m afraid it will be obvious.”

The room was silent, and the candlelight reflected Chen Feng's angry and aggrieved face. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "You mean, I'm going to pretend to be sick all the time, so that I can get by?"

Yuan Qinghang smiled: "Preserve your strength and live first. Master Chen, as long as you are willing to endure, I believe things will always turn around, don't you?"

……

Coming out of Lingxiao Palace's residence, Yuan Qinghang carried Li Qinghong who was still in a coma on his back, and ran towards Mu's elegant house.

Shuang Jiang followed behind him, biting her red lips: "Young master, can you ignore him? People have already told you to ignore him, why are you so hot and cold..."

Yuan Qinghang hurriedly shouted: "Shut up, shut up, who posted that? Girl, you speak so rudely."

Shuang Jiang pouted: "Anyway, he has his own father desperately protecting him now, and that idiot Mr. Shang believes in him. He is living comfortably, but young master, you always miss him."

Yuan Qinghang supported Li Qinghong who was falling from behind, and said: "Didn't Sister Gu Yu say that when he was a child, he heard that I left without saying goodbye, and cried very sadly. I didn't care about him at that time , If I don’t care about it now, I will regret it.”

Shuang Jiang sneered: "Little Young Master is really good at picking things up on me."

Yuan Qinghang sighed: "I can't help it. Sometimes I would think later that if I begged Uncle Ji desperately to take him with me, maybe he wouldn't be like this."

Shuang Jiang stomped his feet angrily: "He himself is narrow-minded and ruthless, what he has become, is it also your fault?"

Yuan Qinghang said with a good temper: "But no matter how bad he is to others, he has never been sorry to me."

Shuang Jiang was momentarily at a loss for words: "Young master, you are always like this. If others treat you better, you will remember it firmly."

Yuan Qinghang said sadly: "Brother Hong is the same. I just took care of him a little bit, and he always thinks of me."

Shuangjiang sighed faintly: "Forget it, for the sake of helping you on the top of Qianzhong Mountain, he has a conscience, and I don't hate him anymore."

She suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "That's right, I just received a message from Zhu Zhu that someone from the Demon Sect has seen Ning Xiaoxian!"

Yuan Qinghang's feet slammed, almost knocking Li Qinghong off his back.

He hurriedly supported Li Qinghong, and hurriedly called: "Where is it? What is he doing? How is he doing now? Did someone from the Demon Sect bring me a message? What did he say?"

Shuang Jiang looked at him speechlessly: "Young master, please ask one by one, don't bite your tongue."

Yuan Qinghang blushed: "Say it quickly!"

Shuang Jiang said: "Since the last time the old thief Shang raided the Demon Sect's loose cultivator settlement at night, killed and arrested people, although he returned to the Cangqiong Sect, there have been people who have been dispatched by the Immortal Sect to kill the Demon Sect everywhere."

Yuan Qinghang's teeth itch with hatred: "I know."

"They have a large number of people, and many of them have practiced the Canglong Jue, and their combat power has increased dramatically, which is very terrifying." Shuang Jiang said, "Although the left and right protectors are powerful, they can't go around to save people, so they are a bit overwhelmed."

Yuan Qinghang said eagerly: "Didn't I order you to go down and tell everyone to disperse as much as possible and avoid confrontation first?"

Shuangjiang said bitterly: "There are always people who are alone and surrounded. Just a few days ago, a group of people from the Demon Sect were chased and killed by the Xianzong team, and they brought young children and old people with them. There were constant casualties along the way. was forced to the Blackwater River."

Yuan Qinghang was shocked: "Isn't the Heishui River stagnant water that can't even float a log? Can it survive if it falls?"

Shuang Jiang said: "That's right, so after being besieged by the Heishui River, more than a dozen disabled demon cultivators knew that they would not be spared, so they simply decided to fight with their backs, and even if they died, they would drag a few backs. But the leader of the immortals Zong is the suzerain of a small sect. He captured a few demon sect female cultivators alive with a gesture of his hand, killed one on the spot, and forced the rest to be arrested. If he refused, the remaining female cultivators would be stripped of their clothes , exposing corpses to the wilderness."

Yuan Qinghang was furious when he heard this: "Who is this person? I'm going to kill him!"

Shuang Jiang said: "It doesn't matter who it is, it's already dead."

Yuan Qinghang was surprised: "Huh?"

"After the escaped Moxiu came back, he told our people that at that time, everyone was unbearable to be humiliated and was about to jump into the Heishui River together. Suddenly, a golden thunderbolt flashed from a distance, and a handsome young fairy The white clothes are fluttering, like a banished immortal, falling from the sky."

Shuangxiang danced with joy, his eyes sparkled, full of admiration and enthusiasm: "I saw the sword light flashing, the lightning flashing and thundering, and the colorful clouds in the sky. On the black stagnant water of the Heishui River, the golden sword intent covered half of it, and it was full of whispers. Light."

Yuan Qinghang was dumbfounded and murmured for a long time: "That's not the case."

His Xiao Qijun is indeed handsome, his cultivation is against the sky, and he is brave and invincible, but what Sister Shuangjiang said is probably not a fairy from the sky descending to earth.

Shuang Jiang stomped his feet and said angrily, "I don't care, it's not what I said, anyway, that's what the little girl who was rescued said."

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Yuan Qinghang's mouth, and he nodded happily: "Okay, then what?"

Shuang Jiang raised his eyebrows and said: "After a few moves, Ning Xiaoxian beheaded the villain headed by the sword."

Yuan Qinghang was taken aback.

He stayed silent for a while, then said in a low voice, "This is the first time he killed someone."

Shuang Jiang said: "Yes, the people who came back said that after Ning Xiaoxian killed that person, he was silent for a long time, and then calmly said to the rest of the people: After Ying Huijian recognized me as the master, he didn't really see him." Blood. Slay the evil and eliminate the bad guys, let’s start today.”