Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Yu Qishu was frightened by the sounds from all sides. He looked up and saw Fei Yu falling into the Huxin Pavilion. He wondered why Brother Ji Xiao had set up this show before. That ’s right, there are six elders who support ceremonial driving. Where can Changchun Feng get enough people?

When the music stopped, Hu Xinting walked out, and it was Yun Xu, the head of Mingyue Lake, who said: "Tonight, all of you came from afar to join in the grand celebration, which made the factions flourish."

Each leader led the elders to stand up and lift the jade cup, replacing the wine with tea, praising the generosity of Mingyue Lake and the prestige of the sage. They were happy on the surface, but they were impatient to go through the tedious past. The night of the General Assembly begins only when night falls. You can't open it all night, so hurry up.

Fortunately, Yun Xuzi was concise and straightforward, and went straight to the theme: "Dear friends, the sky is changing, and the cracks are empty, what do you think?"

All the monks came here, what can they say, of course, "wait for the teachings of the saints".

Yun Xuzi said with satisfaction: "The saints communicated to the world and learned that this is a harbinger of the opening of the" gate to heaven ". My monks, from now on, are expected to soar. I will gather here tonight, and please let the saints guide the future road.

The door to heaven? Soaring? The various schools of thought were swept away with languid thoughts, and they instantly rejuvenated.

The Huxin Pavilion was wide on all sides, and the hands of the Qing people spread their hands. A bright light fell from the sky, like a kite string, falling into his hands.

He casually brought a piece of moonlight to glare, and turned the horizon into the open lake. The crack woven by the moonlight expanded rapidly, as if a door had been pushed open, and behind it was the boundless Xinghai. The monks kept their eyes fixed and were attracted to the soul.

Gui halal smiled and waved his hands, Yuehua illusion collapsed. The gate and Xinghai disappeared without a trace.

The monks were amazed by this wonderful picture. Those with a lower level were even more shocked. This praise came from the heart: "Communicate the world, the void, and the sage magic power is really extraordinary!"

But when will the door to heaven open completely? It is recorded in ancient books that ascension is immortal and travels to the void, is it true? After soaring, can you come back to this world?

Yun Xuzi seemed to be expecting many questions from everyone, and smiled and said: "Each faction can send one person and ask the saint."

When Ascension is no longer a legend, the practitioner's gaze turns to heaven. The gains and losses that were pursued in the past seem to no longer matter.

The first one to get up was an elder from Wuyin Guan. Mingyue Lake and Wuyin Guan have always been friends, so it is more appropriate for him to ask first:

"Consult the saint, when will the door to heaven open?"

Guizhen people slowly said: "Wait for the weather. The short is a few months, the long is a hundred years."

Then there is the real person from Qinghe, Songfenggu: "Is it dangerous to fly?"

"Cultivation Avenue, step by step dangerous."

"..."

In addition to Han Shan, the other big schools asked, the monks gradually saw the clue, but said secretly, but secretly slandered: "If Mingyue Lake really knows how to ascend, he will go up first and will tell us?"

In contrast, many people miss Ji Xiao's good. It is only after a person has been lost that he knows how precious it was. As soon as Ji Xiao did not put on the shelf, he came and went with one sword at a time. Although Erlai Jixiao acted in an overbearing manner, she set many inexplicable rules. But he advocated breaking the door, and the factions should learn from each other's strengths and make up for each other's weaknesses. If someone asks him questions about spiritual practice, he always teaches without reservation.

The secret recipes of the main schools and the aristocrats rely on are naturally reluctant to spread the word. Therefore, Ji Xiao ’s claim does not even support the Hanshan school.

When people are puzzled and understand that the major event of Ascension is too far away, they still have to rely on themselves to return to their actual interests.

The questions raised went wrong again. For example, the two factions worked together to open a spirit stone vein mine. How should they be distributed? Please ask the saint to decide; for example, if the two factions are at odds, ask the saint to decide who is right or wrong.

The elders of the various groups led the speech with passion and enthusiasm. You sang me to the stage. The truth is that the scenes are small, but the things are those things. The sages of Mingyue Lake were very detailed in their answers. In case of undecided circumstances, they ordered one of the two factions to fight each other outside the pavilion.

Master Chong Bifeng said to Yu Qishu: "The first time you travel down the mountain, you will see that there are so many things in the spiritual world."

Yu Qishu nodded, only found it fun and interesting.

These monks compete for fame and profit, which is no different from the mortals in the market, but the dispute has changed from lack of catties to salt and vinegar, and this spirit stone vein mine was first mined by my family, and your family cannot take it; that piece of mystery It was first discovered by my family. Don't touch your family.

The saints are more like Yamen officials, or the most prestigious uncles in the neighborhood, responsible for regulating neighborhood conflicts and allocating resources. When necessary, force pressure.

Yu Qishu reflected on himself. It was too easy to come from the past, but he didn't know how to cherish it.

After listening to it for a long while, he finally couldn't help the voice, and asked Brother Chong Bifeng around him, "Is this the case tonight?"

The autumn water sencha meeting, the teacher is moving, the result is to drink tea, chat?

He Ming: "Of course not, don't relax."

Zhang Suoyuan: "Show your strength first, deter everyone, then answer your questions to show your kindness. Finally, you have to make rules."

Li Wei: "Look at the bamboo terrace outside the Huxin Pavilion. Who do you think it was for? That's to ask us to go up and fight, and we will do it."

Yu Qishu suddenly realized that as long as the matter had nothing to do with female medical training, the brothers were still very reliable, and it was indeed Han Shan Jianxiu.

Sure enough, there were three teas, and it was the turn of Huai Shui's Zhou family to stand up. It was Tai Heng's real disciple Zhou Yi, who said loudly: "There is one more thing to ask the saint to adjudicate. Hanshan sent Meng Xueli, who was a demon. Body, sneak into the world and wonder. How can the endless sky fall into the hands of the demon clan? Not to mention that he destroyed the Hanhai secret realm with demon power, and almost caused a disaster, he is not worthy of the six soldiers cast together! "

As soon as this statement came out, there were many small schools attached to Mingyue Lake. Everyone knows that after the split of Hanshan, there must be a dispute between the two veins, and both are waiting to see how Hanshan reacts.

Han Shan had long expected this. The disciples looked at each other and said on their faces, "Sure enough," "Finally, I have to come, and I will sleep if I don't come again."

However, the young disciples heard it, and the young disciples still felt displeased. Lord Chong Bifeng said: "They have a low status and survive in the cracks. They can only help themselves to be loyal to the horse in exchange for a place."

It happened that the Huxin Pavilion heard the voice of the Qing people: "How do Hanshan say?"

Lord Chong Bifeng is like an elegant reader who speaks slowly: "Who destroys the secret realm, who knows clearly."

He didn't wait for the other side to reprimand, and he said again: "Then, according to what you said, no matter what the result is this time, you should always be convinced, no more objections?"

Tai Heng nodded his head. Zhou Yi sneered: "There is a saint to witness here, naturally the fairest!"

"In this case, according to the real wishes of Ji Xiao, there is nowhere to go and excellent young disciples. The young people who will attend tonight will be able to live." Gui Qingzhen laughed, "Who disagrees?"

There was no sound. Taiheng did not expect things to go so smoothly.

Heavy Bifeng's main shot patted Yu Qishu's shoulders.

Yu Qishu met: "Am I going?" Cui Jing, the senior disciple of Hanshan's leader, closed again. This time, he did not attend the meeting, but there were three brothers in front of him. It was indeed his turn to think about his turn without thinking about the first game.

Master Zhongbifeng said gently: "Go."

Yu Qishu salutes, he should not be afraid. This was the matter of their Changchun Peak. Before he left, he also vowed to his first brother that he would fight hard to prevent the first brother from being taken away by others.

There were talks on all sides of the bamboo road. Yu Qishu's appearance is in line with everyone's psychological expectations. The whereabouts of Meng Xueli's disciple are unknown, and everyone assumes that Yu Qishu represents Changchun Feng.

The monks who tried to test him all came back in time, but that was to learn from each other, and how much this kid really has skills will be known tonight.

Yun Xuzi kindly smiled and said: "Which younger junior intends to have" the endless space "and would like to give it a try?"

Unexpectedly this time, the Huai Shui Zhou family had not answered, and a soft female voice sounded in the night: "I Xiashan would like to give it a try."

Yu Qishu is also puzzled. He asked Master Chong Bifeng: "Why is the Xiashan School?"

Lord Chong Bifeng sighed: "It should be the order arranged by Mingyue Lake. Xiashan Shuangshu is an apprentice of Huaizhi Fairy."

Xiashan's new head, Huanzhi Fairy, was ruthless in this practice, but was abandoned by Hu Chao. The girls in Xiashan had great opinions on Hu Chao, and even looked at Hanshan all the time. However, because of the status of the Hu saint, it is not easy to say clearly, but it is okay to hate the house and the Ukraine. Who let Yu Qishu be Meng Xueli's apprentice, and Hu Wang was in the sky above the sea, and invited Meng Xueli to board the ship in public, calling his brother and sister kindly, a good brother.

Since Mingyue Lake has arranged this event, of course, it is impossible to let a Hanshan disciple show his way. Therefore, first arrange other disciples, it is best to have a martial arts festival with Hanshan. Anyway, if the other factions are defeated by Yu Qishu's men, then the disciples of Mingyue Lake will defeat Yu Qishu, which is even more powerful.

These twists and turns, Yu Qishu hadn't figured it out yet, the man had already left.

An elder from Mingyue Lake walked to the bamboo platform outside the pavilion, standing on the edge of the bamboo platform with a negative hand, and displayed a side court ruling posture: "Please Xiashan School and Hanshan School Gao Tuo come forward."

Song Qianyi gazed nervously at the field, rubbing his skirt with ten fingers. The same door didn't know why she was so, whispering and jokingly: "Sister Song is nervous, could it be that the Hanshan kid's peach blossoms are short of hand?"

The Xiashan female who appeared was wearing a smoky pink dress with a charming appearance. Yu Qishu was courteous with the other party. When he went down the mountain this time, he did meet the young girl Xiu: Qingdai was cold and sharp, Song Qingyi had a clear and gentle surface, and the sister was charming and charming. Each flower has its own beauty, and he sees it in his eyes, only to appreciate and admire, there is no hint of blasphemy in his heart.

The female in the pink skirt returned the ceremony and reported to her door: "Xiashan Xiaojian, Zhao Huaqian. Are you Yu Qishu?"

"I am." Yu Qi thought thoughtlessly, wasn't this a question?

But listen to the nun who said: "Then I can't fight you."

Yu Qishu: "Ah?"

She turned to the elder Mingyue Lake on the sidelines and chanted: "I admit defeat."

The audience was boiling instantly, and the young disciples couldn't hold their breath.

"Wait, what did she just say? I heard it wrong?"

"What's the matter with Fairy Xiashan, it's impossible to be bought by Peach Blossom, is this a kid?"

Yu Qi hurriedly said: "This sister, please don't joke."

The female in pink skirt said calmly: "I was in the secret of the Hanhai, and got your master and brother to give advice, and benefited a lot, so I broke through the realm. At that time, I voluntarily swear," I will not meet Changchun Fengbing in this life. " You hit?"

Her voice was calm and the water spread like waves. The young monks who had participated in Hanhai Dabi showed their faces with different colors and kept silent because they did. Those who haven't participated in the discussion broke out again.

The elders led by the factions had to maintain order: "Quiet!"

Yu Qishu stunned: "Is there still such a thing?"

The pink skirt girl smiled: "I was not alone at the time."

She looked around and said loudly, "Do you remember the oath?"

The discussion in the field was still, and the birds were silent, and the disciples of Mingyue Lake chanted: "Sister Zhao, you remembered wrong!"

Elder Mingyuehu's face was somber: "If you admit defeat, why don't you end?"

The woman in the pink skirt also kept the rules. After hearing her words and deeds, Shi Shiran came to an end.

But the next girl in the purple dress, or Xiashan nun, asked the same question again: "You are Yu Qishu?"

"It's me." Repeating the previous conversation, Yu Qishu was 10,000 heads big.

The girl in purple dress stood opposite Yu Qishu, but looked around: "I don't see Changchun Fengbingrong in this life, I admit defeat."

The depressed argument rose louder than before.

"Sister, be slow!" Yu Qishu shouted.

The nun ignored him and said: "You said that Xiashan is a group of female geniuses, and can't be counted as a major school, so there are six major schools in the world, not the seven major schools. But now, I wait for the female genius and keep my promise. Are you great gentlemen and great husbands going to go back and forth, have you broken the oath? "

Many disciples met her proud eyes, subconsciously tilted their heads, and dared not look at her. They also remembered the experience in the sea of ​​mysterious spirit, traveling together, and working together to defend the enemy.

On the one hand is the kindness of the teachers, and on the other is the morality of the rivers and lakes. How to choose?

Xu Sanshan couldn't understand it, and couldn't help but asked Song Qingyi: "What do you have to do to let Xiashan do this and save Jing Di?"

Song Qingyi was standing behind Master Qinghe, and he did not dare to rush into the voice, so he did not reply.

Xiashan's new head, Huanzhi Fairy, has a fierce and strong temperament, and is determined to promote the status of Xiashan School. It was difficult to find an opportunity to make sense and account for justice, and fight to offend Mingyue Lake. The rise of Mingyue Lake, the decline of the cold mountains, and the pattern of practice circles are rarely loosened. Otherwise, when the status of Mingyue Lake is stable, how can there be time to mention this matter?

The woman in Purple Skirt took two steps forward and said to Yun Xuzi: "The head of the real person is Rong Yan. That day, you sent the Taoist friends of Jing Di first to swear. Have I lied? Why do n’t you invite Jing Di to come to stand-off. As long as he denies, I will be today There is no second word. "

Mingyue Lake didn't expect Xiashan to come here, and he cursed that "the most poisonous Xiashan woman's heart".

Under the eyes of all eyes, Yun Xuzi was not embarrassed to embarrass the young female cultivator, and she was so majestic that she had to say in a deep voice: "Jing Di is in retreat, how to come out?"

Xiu Nu Xiu smiled and said: "But he was afraid of his guilty conscience, because he didn't dare to come out because he knew it today. Is it like Jing Di's guilty conscience, or the expensive school's guilty conscience?

This remark is disrespectful, but waiting for Yun Xuzi to scold and the sage to be angry, the Xiashan Master Huanzhi Fairy scolded: "The wickeds are wanton! The sage is here, and he will do things fairly. How can you be so talkative?"

Yun Xuzi stared coldly at Lizhi Fairy. But Xiashan has made sense, and if it is not stated, even if it is tough today, it will damage the prestige of the school. He had to send a voice to ask the Muslims: "Zong Men cultivates a talent who can be used, how much precious resources and hard time. Jing Di has not yet contributed to Zong Men, so it is a waste and it is a pity. It is better to give him again. The last chance is to see if he wants to grasp it. At present, the factions are not afraid to talk nonsense. "

Gui-Halal nodded his head. He was actually impatient with these young men making small noises and making waves. And at a certain moment just now, he sensed the subtle changes in the world's Qi Qi, which turned out to be ... the breath of Ji Xiao! Why is it Ji Xiao? !

He closed his eyes and swiftly deduced, no longer paying attention to the trivial matters in front of him.

"Then make an exception." Yun Xuzi ordered his disciples, "Go, spread the word and Jing Di, please ask him to go out."

***

The water cell was quiet, and several disciples of Mingyue Lake opened the stone gate, and fish entered.

"Brother Jing, there is a chance now, do you want to go out?"

Jing Di was served to freshen up, put on clean clothes, and re-grip the "Ice Mirror Jade Wheel". He gently rubbed the hilt as if to greet an old friend. The sword whispered in the sheath and responded to him happily.

"Thank you." He said to Bingjing Yulun.

A disciple thought he was talking to himself, and he was blessed with this gratitude: "When you arrive at the conference, what should you say and what should not be said, you should be clear. Brother Jing, what can you think of? After going out, listen to Master's words, We are just like before. Well, the sword is back to you, not to mention the sect that treats you harshly ... "

Jing Di held the sword in his hand and glanced at him lightly, and the disciple was chilled by him, unconsciously receiving a sound.

Jing Di knew that it would take a lot of effort to make this happen. If he did n’t want to go out, he would live up to his friends ’hard work.

He walked out of the water cell, and the sight of the moonlight was so dazzling that everything seemed as if it were another world.

As the figure approached, each school whispered on the bamboo path: "Who is that?"

"It looks like Jing Di ... Real Jing Jing!"

Song Qingyi and other four people were shocked and overshadowed.

Jing Di took to the bamboo platform outside the pavilion. His eye sockets were deep, and he was standing still. The blue sword gown of Mingyue Lake covered him, empty.

Countless eyes fell upon him, either in shock, sympathy, or regret, or contempt, and even some gloating.

How many young disciples are envious and jealous of Jing Di, that person is smart and handsome, calling friends and friends, buying money for cellars, using swords for wine, and he is fearless. But who can think of today?

The woman in Purple Skirt fixed her mind and asked, "Brother Jing, on the last day of the Secret Realm of Hanhai, you have vowed not to meet Changchun Feng Bingrong in this life, is it?"

But when he saw Jing Di, he laughed: "Everyone is going to experience it together, why do I need to talk about it? I said no, is it really there?"

He laughed hoarsely, touching the old heart and lung injury, and swallowed a bite of blood, but he laughed louder.

Yun Xuzi frowned: "Calling you to answer, and your answer is, what's laughing?"

Jing Di's laughter came to an abrupt end, and he said in a word: "I laugh at this fairyland, ruthless and meaningless; I laugh at the heroes of the world, nothing like this!"

The people were shocked and speechless, but when they saw that the man was so thin that there was only one skeleton left, he stood proudly and looked in all directions.

Yun Xuzi waved his sleeve: "Put him down!"

Song Qianyi said badly, and spent the effort of nine cattle and two tigers to try to rescue Jing Di, but this man died to himself! But she also felt that if Jing Di recognized, it would not be Jing Di.

The two law-enforcement disciples were about to **** Jing Di, but they were frightened by his fierce gaze, and they stood still three feet away and dared not step forward.

"Do not be bothered." Jing Di said coldly, "The body is skinned, the recipient's parents; swordsmanship and Taoism, inherited from the teacher."

The ice mirror jade wheel suddenly came out of the sheath, and a clanging sword sounded, like the cuckoo crying with blood, very sad.

"What do you want to do!" Elder Mingyue Lake drank hard, and the head Yun Xuzi didn't say a word.

Jing Di didn't take the sword for a long time, but his sword was still very fast. Even the left hand holds the sword.

The sword gas blocked by Yun Xuzi was not approaching, Jing Di had raised his sword with his hand, and a flash of electricity flashed through him, and the blood fountain on his right shoulder spouted thinly—

"The right arm holding the sword, and this self-cultivation, will be returned to the teacher tonight!"

Jing Di broke his arm and discarded his martial arts. He stood in the pool of blood, and his left hand supported the ground with a sword.

The blue blood sprinkled the autumn water, and the autumn water made waves.

Everyone turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at it again.

There is a Buddha chanting the Buddha number: "Amitabha, where is this?"

Jing Di couldn't help bleeding from the wound, but said with a smile: "Since today, I will voluntarily leave the school, no longer use the moon swordsmanship, and no longer walk in the world as a disciple of the moon moon.

He raised his left hand, and with a bang, "Ice Mirror Jade Wheel" swept across a streamer, bleakly fell to the ground, and crossed the blood pool with his broken arm.

Jing Di staggered two steps and walked forward.

Many disciples at Mingyue Lake faced a waste person who had been completely repaired and seriously injured, and subconsciously stepped back and gave way.

Yun Xuzi suffocated his breath, his eyes resented in a flash of bitterness. The disciples have done so well, the disciples have done so well, it is not good to kill, and then they have to let him go.

It happened so quickly that everyone was stunned and suddenly heard a gentle female voice: "Wait, Brother Jing, I will send you!"

Song Qianyi stepped forward and walked towards Jing Di.

Qinghe Road respectfully shouted: "This is the clearing gateway of Mingyue Lake, what are you doing together! Shallow, don't be fooling."

Many people turned their eyes to Songfeng Valley. He consciously lost his gaze, his voice slowed down a little bit: "You come back now, I don't blame you for being a teacher."

Song Fenggu medical practitioners behind him were shocked and said: "Sister Song, what are you doing?" "Sister Song thought twice!"

Song Qianyi paused, as if she had made up her mind and turned and walked back. Songfenggu doctors were relieved.

"Master." But when I saw Song Qianyi lifting his clothes, he knelt down suddenly: "When I visited the teacher, the master said that the doctor was kind and righteous. I believed it. I entered the Taoist school at the age of six and read the classics of Guzhong's sages. , Why is this world different from what is written in the book, and what the master teaches is different? "

The real person of Qinghe leaned over and tried to lift her, lowering her voice and saying, "Let's go back and talk."

Song Qianyi refused to get up: "I've gone, I swear, I saw it. I can't pretend that nothing has happened. 'Climb to the mountain and the world is small. Those who watch the sea can't make water, swim in the gate of the sage It's hard to say. "

"You ..." Qinghe's face changed, and he stood up straight and stood still, looking at her deeply.

The fellow medical practitioners were anxious: "What is Song Shimei talking about?"

Song Qingyi looked up and shed two lines of tears.

In front of the world's monks, Songfenggu's face was damaged. Qinghe listened to her words, her eyes changed, and her shock, anger, sorrow, and even flash of murderous intentions, but in the end, she was only tired: "Stupidity does not stay. Stay and stay and become enemies. You go."

Song Qianyi got up and wiped away her tears, and walked toward Jing Di without looking back.

Seeing this, her teammates were all distressed.

Liu Jing hesitated: "Master, I ..."

Wuyin Guanguan cursed: "If you want to say‘ wandering in the gates of the saints is hard to say, ’you will slay you with the palm of your hand, then what kind of saint is Meng Xueli?”

"Disciples don't dare. But this time, I have ghosts in my heart."

The subject said coldly: "Dare you take a step, you will no longer be my disciples of Wuyin, do you think about it?"

Wu Yinguan has been in contact with Mingyue Lake for many years, and the relationship between the two factions cannot be broken by a disciple unless Liu Jing is no longer his disciple.

Liu Jingdao said: "In the mysterious realm of the vast sea, I can't unlock the spirit array that blocks the teleportation array. I know that is the array of the master cloth. Elder Meng comforted me and said that I can't unlock it now, and one day I can unlock it. I do n’t believe it, I believe it now. "

Looking at the apprentice, the Lord looked like he saw himself when he was young: "Well said, I am here, waiting for that day. When you can overcome me, then go to Wuyin to watch."

"The disciples are gone!" Liu Jing bowed and bowed three heads.

At the seat of Beimingshan, Xu Sanshan didn't know how to speak. His Master's temper is as rough as he is, and he squirms with impatience: "Come on! Hurry on!"

"Master take care!" Xu Sanshan shouted: "Jing Di and so on! I will come to see you too!"

Zheng Mu took two steps and looked back at the abbot of Nanling Temple and his brothers from the same school.

The abbot said lightly: "Amitabha, just go if you want, and send you a friend. The six are not clean, and care about red dust, let's get started next year."

Zheng Mu was overjoyed: "Master Xie, Master Xie!"

Song Qianyi stopped bleeding for Jing Di. Half of Jing Di's body had been impregnated with blood, and his face was extremely pale, but he smiled.

Helping Jing Di, she walked step by step along the bamboo road towards the gate of Mingyue Lake.

Jing Di hissed, "I didn't expect the five of us to get together again tonight."

Xu Sanshan: "Who blames this, only the captain is a scourge!"

Zheng Mu: "Amitabha, Sin Fate Sin Fate."

Liu Jing moved the market: "Where and where to go, treat me as a gossip!"

Even if we can retreat tonight, how can Dao Dharma improve in the future, who will answer the myth? In the past, the cultivation of resources depended on the sect, but in the future it all depended on yourself.

A girl in a green shirt caught up: "The world is big and earth, no worries and nowhere to be home."

Behind her, she also followed a number of free practicers. Some people said: "The same people who have fallen apart on the horizon, why should we have met each other when we met, why not join us in the free practice alliance."

Song Qingyi stunned: "Qingdai leader?"

The green shirt girl nodded: "It's me."

Autumn wind autumn water autumn moon, cold and sad. Jing Di is clearly a traitor, but when he leaves, he is like a hero supported by thousands of people. A group of people walked side by side, and the figure disappeared into the vast night.

From the beginning to the end, Yu Qi stood blank, like watching someone else's story.

What a ridiculous world of practice. He didn't know Jing Di, but the blood pool, broken arm, and long sword left by Jing Di were before him.

Song Shimei also chatted with him last night, took his hand, and walked miserably tonight.

why?

Yu Qishu said: "This is not their fault, why are they leaving?"

He is quiet. But the monk's five senses were acute, and they all heard.

No one can answer the young man's question.

Yu Qishu thought about it, but still couldn't understand, so he walked to the Huxin Pavilion: "Why?"

Yun Xuzi shouted: "You wanton!"

He could no longer bear the farce. The young disciples left the scene to clean up the portals and make concessions to Mingyue Lake. But Yu Qishu asked again, it was an unprovoked provocation.

Lord Chong Bifeng did not expect that Yun Xuzi shot the younger generation and hurriedly took back his sword, but he was one step late.

Yun Xuzi is just over ten feet away from Yu Qishu. With a furious blow, Yue Hua's masterpiece changes the world, and Yu Qishu will definitely die!

The moonlight was so dazzling that Yu Qishu had no time to close his eyes and draw a sword.

He knew it was useless to draw a sword, but he could choose to draw a sword.

The expected severe pain did not happen, Yu Qi suddenly opened his eyes, and saw two shadows descend from the sky, startled: "Brother Meng! Brother!"

Meng Xueli picked up Feiyuejian with a single shot, and then took a gun, then turned back and smiled at him: "It's a coincidence to meet again."

The author has something to say: The story of the young man is not over yet, but he just temporarily exits.

The senior group appears!

Diao: Who said you are old? ? My buddy is just over two hundred years old! You can also pass June 1!