Puzzled

He Yi keenly sensed that someone was sneaking in, and turned her head to meet Pei Yimo's eyes who had jumped into the villa.

"You...how did you come?!"

Pei Yimo ignored him, looked at the blue-eyed Hua Xiyu not far away, covered in blood, concluded that she had gone mad, and felt that there was no need to show mercy.

As soon as Jiang Daiqing came in, she saw Jiang Suihun being kicked a few steps away by Hua Xiyu, spitting blood!He rushed towards Jiang Suixun anxiously, shouting as he ran, "Father!"

Wen Nanhui knew that the situation was not good, but he didn't have time to grab Jiang Daiqing's hand, watching Jiang Daiqing go into the tiger's mouth, he could only shout anxiously from behind: "Don't go over!"

But the person who went didn't hear it at all, only saw his father who was only a step away from him shouting to him in shock: "Don't!"

The moment he was about to touch Jiang Suixun, Hua Xiyu rushed over unstoppably, her glamorous face was stained with blood, and the flowers beside her were knocked away by her, following the airflow brought out by her running sway in the wind.

Jiang Daiqing's pupils suddenly shrank——

When Hua Xiyu saw Jiang Daiqing, she was angry, and for some reason she regained her senses. Yes, that was the son of the Chou family. When she was imprisoned in Penglai Villa, she almost couldn't see her An Qiyang and An Fengyue. , this time, let Jiang Suihun, an old fellow, taste what it feels like to lose his son!

Jiang Daiqing watched Hua Xiyu rushing up recklessly, her eyes turned black for a moment, but then quickly turned blue again, knowing that this time she has gone mad and hopeless, maybe, she will die in her hands——

"Son, go!" Jiang Suihun suddenly pushed Jiang Daiqing away, and stood in front of Hua Xiyu himself.

Jiang Daiqing was pushed to the ground, at this time Wen Nanhui had already rushed to catch him, but it was too late, Hua Xiyu had already hit Jiang Suihun with a stick, and Jiang Suihun's blood spurted straight away!

"Hua Xiyu! You witch, how dare you hit my father!" Jiang Daiqing didn't know what his father had done, and was hugged tightly by Wen Nanhui, crying loudly.

Hua Xiyu couldn't hear anything, but she was very excited when she saw blood. At this moment, she suddenly felt a pain in her back, while Jiang Daiqing felt a lightness in her back, and almost fell down.Hua Xiyu's attention shifted to her back—it turned out that it was Wen Nanhui who kicked Xuanji's sword hilt over, hitting her just in time.

"Let's go, Daiqing!" Wen Nanhui yelled at Jiang Daiqing, while he took every step to deal with Huaxiyu.

"Nanhui, you—" Jiang Daiqing yelled anxiously, just hurt an old man, are you going to hurt a wife again this time? !

He Yi and Xu Peibai didn't care about the Luomei Sect, which had been silent for a long time, and went to help Wen Nanhui first.

Originally, the Luomei Sect was just watching the battle from the sidelines, and Pei Yimo planned to reap the benefits for himself, but suddenly felt the person in his arms stab him twice with an elbow.

"What are you doing? Don't tell me that the teacher wants me to help them."

"Mo'er..."

Seeing Su Yanhui's fox eyes that were brighter than the starry sky, Pei Yimo wavered a little, but when he saw his old lover was there, Su Yanhui actually begged him for his old lover, he became jealous and absolutely refused to help him.

"It's useless, I won't help Wen Nan back."

"Mo'er..."

"No."

"Please, Mo'er, if it wasn't for him back then, I wouldn't be able to live now—"

"If I say no, I won't. With me here, there are still people in the world who can do nothing to you?"

"Hmph! You forced me. If you don't go, I won't have sex with you for two months!"

"Yanhui, don't bargain with me. If I want to fuck you, do I still need your consent?"

Su and Pei are fighting fiercely here, but Bai Die behind them can't hold back, her master is in danger!

"Zhixing, I have to help!" Baidie said.

Gong Zhixing punched him hard: "You are crazy! How is your martial arts compared to Mr. Wen? How is it compared to Master He? Are you going to die?"

Bai Die was beaten so hard by her, but she couldn't leave her teacher alone, so she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, the scene of Su Yanhui and Pei Yimo kissing just now flashed in her mind, the blood flowed into her head—a hug Guo Gong Zhixing's head, without any explanation, kissed it like that!

The back of Gong Zhixing's head was held down by him, and he couldn't move. He could only hear the gasps of Ling Bingji, Zuo Xiaonan and Ling Wu beside him.

Surprise, joy, anger, and shyness intertwined, Gong Zhixing blushed and pushed Baidie reflexively, but he didn't expect this guy to be so strong at this time, no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't push it away.

Su Yanhui and Pei Yimo, who were arguing about husband and wife's awkwardness, both stopped their quarrel and looked at them.

Bai Die felt that Gong Zhixing was slowly losing strength, so she finally let go of her and said: "When I come back after winning Huaxiyu, I will marry you as my wife!"

After saying that, he quickly pushed away Gong Zhixing who hadn't reacted yet, and plunged into the fierce battle.

"Bai Die is quite a guy..." Ling Wu nodded appreciatively.

To say that the most tangled thing at this time is An Zhi and others who are in a dilemma behind the rockery.Kill Hua Xiyu?No, don't kill, right?She is no longer who she used to be.

Chunyi was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, and unconsciously, the hand that grabbed Chongxiao's arm became tighter and tighter, so that Chongxiao finally couldn't help shouting: "Let me go! I'll take care of the wound myself! "

Chun Yi let go of him as if awakened, and suddenly said to An Zhi: "Master An, what should I do..."

An Zhi stared at Hua Xiyu without saying a word.

Wen Nanhui, He Yi, Xu Peibai, Jiang Suixun, and Baidie are not her opponents together. Her figure is illusory, her steps are mysterious and unpredictable, her stick is sharp and invisible, and her range is wide and her damage is great. The power accumulated in the first six styles of "Seven Styles of Rain", and merging them to the peak, is the seventh style.

Xu Peibai failed to defend his back well, and was suddenly hit by Hua Xiyu's stick. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and seemed to have passed out.Baidie quickly ran over and dragged him to the back of the rockery, and found that all the members of the Qilin Sect were here.

Chunyi helped him heal without saying a word, which moved Baidie very much. He also knew that he couldn't help, so he just watched with An Zhi and the others here.

Wen Nanhui had already sweated a lot, thinking that Su Yanhui should be fine with Pei Yimo's protection, but he also felt a faint heartache, struggling to resist Huaxiyu's every move, but unexpectedly that "Seven Styles of Cold Rain" also It's not a joke, but in the end, it was a killing machine that didn't feel like a madman due to lack of physical strength. His men moved slowly, and he was caught in the weak point and hit his abdomen with a stick. After taking a few steps back, he sat slumped on the ground.

Next to his hand, there was a sudden sound of something falling to the ground. Wen Nanhui looked down, but it was Xuanji. When he looked up again, he found that Pei Yimo was looking down at him with his arms around Su Yanhui. Wen Nanhui couldn't help but wry smile, this is how he helps others what?

But suddenly, An Zhi was startled, Huaxiyu's moves were all hitting Jiang Daiqing. It is no exaggeration to say that standing in Jiang Daiqing's place was only to be beaten, just like a blood gourd.

"Son...son." Jiang Suishun clutched his chest, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sat limply on the ground, watching his son about to be beaten to death!

Jiang Daiqing was hit by a few sticks in a row, and only then did she deeply feel how powerful the seventh form of the so-called "Seven Forms of Cold Rain" is-every time a stick is hit, the meridians in the body will be broken. Hua Xiyu's meridians burst to death first, but she exploded before her!

Suddenly, Hua Xiyu leaped into the air, and after flying up, he quickly swooped head down. The red unicorn stick in his hand went straight down like lightning, and it was about to plunge straight into Jiang Daiqing's Tianling Cap!

Jiang Daiqing was powerless to fight back, and could only watch her fall from the sky blankly.

There was only He Yi left. He looked at the mess around him, and suddenly a firm light flashed in his eyes: "Now the old man finally knows that the so-called orthodox religion is just a mistake in one thought, and it will eventually kill so many people... What's the matter?" difference?"

As he said, he pushed Jiang Daiqing away, and Jiang Daiqing fell into Jiang Suixun's arms all of a sudden, coughing violently, bleeding a lot—but he could clearly see, He Yi, after pushing him away, he didn't have time to come back. Dodging, he saw with his own eyes that the short unicorn stick was thrust down from his skull until the whole stick was buried in his head.

Gong Zhixing almost spat out.

Zuo Xiaonan and Ling Bingji also covered their lips with their hands at the same time, their eyes full of fear.

"Master..." Chong Xiao murmured, almost crying.

"Master He!" Jiang Suihun yelled with great effort, but just as he finished speaking, He Yi had already collapsed, and he didn't even close his eyes.

Su Yanhui's face was pale, this death was too heroic and extremely disgusting.

"Don't look at it if it's disgusting." Pei Yimo patted Su Yanhui's shoulder lightly, and Su Yanhui nodded obediently.

Wen Nanhui's conditioning is a little better, and he will fight Huaxiyu again when he grabs Xuanji.

"Don't go! Nanhui!" Su Yanhui yelled, Wen Nanhui and Hua Xiyu turned their heads to look at him at the same time.

Su Yanhui tapped his lips with his fingers, and glanced at Pei Yimo apologetically.

Pei Yimo had already expected this scene to happen, and it was time for him to intervene.