The whole sect is reborn

When the male cultivator who chased out saw Ling Junqian and his party, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. However, he took a look at the girl hiding behind Ling Junqian, and still didn't want to let go of this prey, so he spoke in a rough voice.

"Who are you? Fellow Taoists, I would like to advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Zhu Fu has been secretly sizing up the male cultivator in front of her. She always feels that this male cultivator is a bit too tall. Being too tall is not a bad problem, but this man's height and weight are not in harmony, and his breath is not very good.

heterogeneous.

However, after looking at the silent brothers and sisters around him, Zhu Fu chose to shut up for the time being.

Ling Junqian shook the folding fan in his hand, looking like he had something to say, and smiled kindly.

"It's easy to talk. Friend Taoist, we are not nosy people. However, if you have any conflicts with this female Taoist friend, if you can reconcile them, I am willing to be the middleman."

The male cultivator wearing a black cloth cloak glanced at Ling Junqian in disbelief. He probably thought there was something wrong with this man's mind. They obviously didn't know each other, right?

This person who met by chance has to be a middleman, is he impatient?

So the monk in the black cloth cloak sneered, took out his long sword, which was as tall as a person, and made a menacing gesture towards Ling Junqian.

"If you know what's going on, get out of here! Otherwise, I'll beat you too! You're a piece of shit!"

Hearing such vulgar words, Ling Junqian frowned subconsciously, then sighed slightly and glanced at the eldest disciple behind him.

Zhong Kelian curled his lips. He didn't want to do hard work at first, but when he saw his master winking at him under the cover of the folding fan, he could only step forward slowly. Under the slightly confused expression of the monk opposite, he stretched out his arms lightly.

He took out two fingers to hold his long knife, and then exerted a slight force!

"Crack!"

That long sword with cold light was shattered like this!

Broken!

The male cultivator glanced at the weapon fragments scattered on the ground in a daze, and then looked at the slender and fragile beautiful boy in front of him. He almost felt dazzled. But when he blinked and looked again, he still saw such a scene in front of him. Especially this beautiful boy.

He smiled weakly, and that slender hand was about to catch him!

The male cultivator reacted almost immediately, put away the half-remaining long sword very naturally, and said goodbye in a very natural manner.

"For your sake, let's do this for now. Farewell!"

After saying this, the male cultivator didn't make any unnecessary moves, he turned around and ran away!

Zhong Kelian twitched the corner of his mouth and turned to look at his master unhappily. Why did he come to him for such a hard-working job? He couldn't keep fighting. His hands must be taken good care of, otherwise they will become rough or rough in the future.

How to mend hangnails?

Facing the sad eyes of his eldest disciple, Ling Junqian coughed slightly, then looked back at the girl who was silent for some reason.

Zhu Fu had been staring at the female cultivator who had just asked for help. When the senior brother crushed the male cultivator's sword just now, not only the mysterious and faceless male cultivator paused in fright, but the female cultivator also seemed to

I held my breath.

If this female cultivator is worried about being caught by the male cultivator, shouldn't she be happy when she sees that the person who saved her has a higher cultivation level? Why does she still look a little scared?

Ling Junqian and others didn't seem to notice this. At this moment, the second senior sister Pei Mingzhi appeared, covering half of her face with a handkerchief, and tried her best to comfort the disheveled female cultivator.

"Fellow Taoist, please don't be afraid. We are all good people. May I ask what your name is? And why are you being chased by that person?"

The female cultivator seemed to have finally come to her senses from the nightmare, her mouth trembling with excitement.

"I, I don't know that person. I just want to see the excitement of the Wujizhou Sect Conference, and I... Oh no! My brother and the others!"

The girl suddenly panicked and almost subconsciously grabbed the hem of Ling Junqian's clothes. The moment she opened her mouth, she quickly touched it with her fingers and felt the touch of the fabric on Ling Junqian's body.

"Senior, please save my brothers! My brothers and I originally just heard that there was a sect convention in Wuji Continent, so we wanted to take this opportunity to go and see the excitement. If there is a sect that can take a fancy to our three siblings,

You can also be a disciple of a man, it is better than being a casual cultivator. But who would have thought that as soon as we entered the forest, we would be met by that weird man just now..."

"The three of us, brother and sister, got separated while running away. Now that weirdo has left, I wonder if he is looking for my brothers. This senior, you will save people until the end. Can you save my brothers?"

Save people to the end.

This sentence sounds so familiar.

Before Ling Junqian could express his emotions, he felt the young disciple's curious eyes looking at him quietly, and suddenly felt troubled.

This, he had taught the young disciple in this way before, and now that he was rescued from such a situation, if he didn't care, wouldn't he be irresponsible to the young disciple?

Of course, even if there was no such thing with Zhu Fu, Ling Junqian would have saved people, he just thought about it more out of habit.

At that moment, Ling Junqian took Zhu Fu and others to follow the route the girl told them.

Along the way, the girl carefully searched for traces on the roadside. Zhu Fu found that there were several broken silk threads on the roadside, which should have been pulled out from their clothes by her brothers.

Following these hidden guidance, Ling Junqian and his party finally found some clues.

"Crash-"

Following the traces of those silk threads, Ling Junqian and his party turned through the forest and came to a waterfall flowing down. Once here, the traces of those silk threads disappeared.

The girl was obviously worried. She checked her surroundings carefully, and after a lot of trouble, she looked at the place blocked by the waterfall, and shouted hesitantly.

"younger brother?"

The clues ended here, and since the area was so big, it was impossible for them to hide in the water. So, would her brothers be hiding there?

A long time after this sound, a slightly hesitant response came from behind the waterfall.

"Sister?"

"It's them! It's them!"

The girl almost cried with joy, but she stopped crying under the kind smiles of Ling Junqian and others. She smiled and called her brothers.

"You guys come out first. Some kind-hearted Taoist friends just saved me. The weirdo also ran away, and we are saved!"

Seeing the unpretentious feeling of survival on this girl's face, Zhu Fu blinked in confusion. This emotion didn't seem to be fake. However, when the senior brother crushed the weird sword before, this female nun

What should I do if I always feel something is wrong with my reaction?

At this time, the voice that had just responded to the girl was also very happy, but it carried a different kind of anxiety. It seemed a little distorted when it came out through the continuously flowing waterfall.

"Sister Ayuan, when my third brother and I ran into this cave in a panic just now, our third brother was accidentally hit on the head by a falling rock. He is still bleeding! I, I don't dare to touch him!"

"How about you come in and help me?"