According to the rules, they are enshrined in the temple.

There have always been only ten worshiping elders.

But now, there are only five people left in the worship hall.

Two of them have also served as heads of the Qingyun Sect.

Everyone is of great importance.

It has been more than a month since the three priests disappeared and the Qingyun Sword was lost.

At this moment, the aura of the three worshipers and the Qingyun Sword appeared at the same time. How could the other four elders in the worship hall not be excited.

Almost instantly, the four elders of the worship hall came.

The six elders of the Elder Hall were dispatched at the same time.

In order to prevent Li Xuanxiao from attacking Qingyun Gate again.

The peaks are under martial law, and the swordsman in golden armor is suspended in mid-air.

There are also disciples from the Law Enforcement Hall who are alert to their surroundings.

Once there is an abnormality, they will come out in droves.

The scene of Li Xuanxiao's sneak attack on Silver Sword Peak would never happen.

"Oh~ what's going on?"

Chen Ping sighed helplessly. He had an appointment with someone for a drink today.

"The storm is coming."

There was a bit of sadness in Ning Ying's voice, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad when she looked at the scene around her.

"What's wrong? Junior sister, why do you sound so sad?"

Ning Ying shook her head, "It's nothing, I just feel...a little sad."

"Sad? Where is the sadness?"

Ning Ying glanced at the heartless Chen Ping, feeling both disgusted and envious.

Dislike the other person for being heartless.

And I envy the other person for being so heartless.

"Alas, I watched him build a tall building, and watched his building collapse!"

Ning Ying sighed.

"Let's just wait for Li Xuanxiao to destroy the Qingyun Sect. When the disaster comes, we will all fly away."

This sentence was said so softly that Chen Ping did not hear it clearly.

...........

A total of eleven powerful auras swept through the air one after another.

Everyone looked solemn and livid.

In a certain mountain range in Kyushu.

The afterglow of the war still lingers, as if the curtain has just ended on a tragic stage play, leaving only a messy scene.

However, there is only chaos at this moment.

Nothing but chaos.

There is no Qingyun Sword, and there is no figure of Sanzong.

"it's over!?"

"Where are the people? Why is there still the smell of a devil's cave here?"

The second worshiper took a deep breath and said in a deep voice after a long time.

"There is no news about the third child, which means everything is over."

"The results of it?"

"Confused! There is no news about the third child. Doesn't that mean he is dead..."

"Impossible! Impossible!"

"It's true that Li Xuanxiao is powerful, but how could he recover to the point of defeating Lao San in such a short period of time? Could it be that he has really recovered to the Ascension Realm!?"

"God knows! What a disaster."

The four worshipers shook their heads and sighed.

"What a disaster, who would have thought that the Demon Sect, which was at its peak back then, could not destroy the Qingyun Sect.

Now, Li Xuanxiao, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, was forced into such a situation! ! "

"Second Worshiper, you are good at Qimen and Yishu. There are so many traces left here. Can you find Li Xuanxiao?"

The second worshiper shook his head and said, "It's not that easy. When that kid started, a corner of my heavenly secret disk broke because of him.

Later, I couldn't help but be curious and forced a divination.

That time, not only did the Heaven's Secret Disk turn into ashes, but I myself was also attacked by the Heavenly Dao. "

"What should we do now? The Qingyun Sword is lost, the whereabouts of the three worshippers are unknown, Mo Zhu was rescued... How should I explain this? The Qingyun Sect has been completely disgraced!"

"What else can I do? It's sad to pass, but it's passed!

From ancient times to the present, Qingyun Sect has experienced nothing but Li Xuanxiao. "

The great priest spoke coldly.

Among the several worshippers, the one belonging to the big worshipper is the oldest.

He is the third generation head of Qingyun Sect.

"Li Xuanxiao can even destroy the demon sect!" The four priests looked sad, "Are we just waiting for him to destroy us one by one?"

"There will be a way, there will be a way."

The large offering seems to be comforting others, and also seems to be comforting oneself.

............

"Brother, how can you bring a woman back?"

"Yeah~"

"When eldest brother establishes an empire in the future, won't this one be the queen?"

"I think it will work. From now on, our eldest brother will have three wives and six concubines, so he won't have time to deal with other things.

We brothers can join forces to dominate the court! "

"Hehe~"

Little Donkey and Little Eight laughed heartlessly.

In the thatched house, Mozhu sat cross-legged like an old monk in meditation.

Adjusting his breath, he seemed to be having a silent dialogue with heaven and earth.

She certainly heard the whispers of Xiaoba and Donkey outside, but she didn't take them seriously.

She was tortured severely in the dark prison, but luckily her foundation was not damaged.

The master of Silver Sword Peak seemed unwilling to waste Mo Zhu's body, probably because he wanted to refine her into a puppet or something like that.

After a while, the sound of Little Donkey and Xiao Ba being beaten sounded again outside the house, thinking that the senior brother was back.

"..."

Mo Zhu sat quietly on the shore, staring intently at the jumping fire.

She gently picked up the firewood and made the fire more intense, as if she was caring for this warm source of life.

The fire crackled from time to time, and sparks scattered like twinkling stars in the night sky.

Several large herrings were on the fire, and the fish gradually turned golden under the licks of the flames, exuding an alluring aroma.

Li Xuanxiao flipped them from time to time to ensure that every part was cooked.

Mo Zhu's eyes revealed a kind of tranquility and contentment, as if he had forgotten all his troubles and was completely immersed in this simple and beautiful moment.

Feeling the warmth of the flames and listening to the gurgling sound of water, my thoughts gradually drifted away.

Maybe you are recalling the good times in the past, or maybe you are thinking about the future...

"What are you thinking about?" Li Xuanxiao handed her a grilled fish.

"It's nothing, I just feel like these days are too long, everything feels like a dream."

Li Xuanxiao nodded in agreement, "Now you and I are in the same boat and have become the Qingyun Sect's number one enemy."

"Yes, senior brother, what are your next steps?"

Li Xuanxiao said calmly: "Since we have already formed a deadly feud, we will fight to the death. What else can we do? Let's fight~"

As he spoke, he stroked the Qingyun Sword in his hand.

At this moment, his head was lightly knocked.

Li Xuanxiao raised his head and saw the sword embryo floating in the air, staring at him with some resentment.

Um?

Why do I feel like I stole a woman outside and was discovered by the palace?

The Qingyun Sword buzzed and vibrated, as if to say, I was the one who came first! !

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