Too Early

Zhu Yingda quickly greeted the disciples who lost their memories, and smashed the stone clothes of the disciples of the Puguangge who fell on the ground.

There are not many people who are stationed in Puguangge, and there are only forty-seven of the dead Qingshan people, but there are only 30 stone clothes, which also shows the preciousness of these stone clothes.

Qin Haoxuan glanced at the disciples of Puguangge on the ground, but they were not in charge of them. Instead, they all collected the stone clothes and turned them into a black shadow and slammed into the depths of the veins, leaving a sentence: "Take them all." Bring it in."

The monks who were still mining the veins also heard the riots outside. They got together and looked outside with doubts.

Qin Haoxuan was still wearing a stone coat when he came in, but he was recognized by the disciples of the early teaching.

"Qin deputy teaches..."

"It is Qin Qin's teaching!"

In the depths of the dim veins, there are only 19 young disciples standing still. They stand together with each other, and in the shadow of the wall, a person sits quietly, which is the most smashed. The disciple, his breathing stopped, his body was cold, but the wounds on his body were still stunned, and the white bones in the valgus skin revealed.

"Qin deputy teaches..." The disciples of the early teachings choked. "Crossing him, he..."

When a few words are said, it is a cry, sadness, anger spreads on everyone, and the painful cry of the beastly beast makes Qin Haoxuan’s throat tighten and his eyes red.

"Let's go." Qin Haoxuan stood in front of the disciples in the early days and said to them in a word, "I will take you away."

Zhu Yingda took people with him, and the raging, almost unbearable rules of the world made many people sullen.

For the nineteen early disciples put on the stone clothes, Qin Haoxuan let them leave with Zhu Yingda first, and then turned to look at the Pu Guangge disciple who shivered into a group, his eyes deep, the surging killing in the eyes.

"No, we are wrong, we are wrong, don't kill me..."

At this time, the Puguangge disciple may not know who the person is in front of him.

Qin Haoxuan, Qin Haoxuan! That fierce devil!

Being watched by Qin Haoxuan, everyone is on the verge of collapse, fear spreads in the heart, and the body shakes so badly that it can hardly bear.

"I won't kill you." Qin Haoxuan suddenly spoke, his voice was indifferent, and his words were light and fluttering.

The people of Puguangge looked at him with trepidation and couldn't believe that this demon would let go of himself.

brush!

Jianguang opened the chill, overwhelming, and when Qin Haoxuan left the sword, those Puguangge disciples were still in extreme horror. After two moments, they issued a tragic mourning. Their hands and feet were all taken off by the meridians. Blood, a little bit out.

On the other hand, Qin Haoxuan cut off the newly-expanded veins and collected the income from the Qiankun bag. On the other hand, he captured the other sects who had come over: "The Puguangge people's gluten tendons have been picked up by me, and you are gone. I don't want the stone door outside." Will be closed."

The Puguangge disciple's face brush suddenly turned pale, and he looked at the iron shovel with his horror, and the five officials, such as the monks who surrounded them like ghosts...

Qin Haoxuan put away the Qiankun bag, turned and picked up the body of the early-teaching disciple who leaned against the wall. He left the place a few steps away. The sound of the creepy irons inserted into the body came from behind, with excitement screaming and despair. Roar...

Taking off the full-fledged mining veins worn by the people of Qingshan Road, Qin Haoxuan put the disciples of the Taichu teachings on the ones, and then took them away with speed.

Putting the body on the side, Qin Haoxuan closed his eyes, and the anxiety and worry on the face could no longer be concealed. Others looked at the younger disciple, and the eyes were red again.

Qin Haoxuan took a deep breath, he approached other early disciples, took out all the elixir on his body and gave it to everyone, watching them take the elixir.

These disciples have injuries on their bodies. The heaviest one can only lie down now. There is no good place in the whole body. Many wounds are purulent. He has fallen into a coma.

Qin Haoxuan looked at these disciples and watched the excitement of their shackles. After the robbery escaped, the heart seemed to be shackled by one hand, and his eyes were red with pain.

"Qin deputy teaches, we are all disciples of the West Pole House. I am Hu Chengye, the elder of the Yongtang." A younger man who looks older, he is like a disciple, unkempt, The body is so weak that it is just a pair of eyes, warm and radiant, and has not lost its light because of the devil's work for more than 20 days.

Qin Haoxuan knows that so many disciples in the dark days of the veins, in addition to high-intensity labor, but also endure the pain of the damage to the roots, endure the daily poisoning of those Pu Guangge disciples, endure the death of the brothers and sisters around them. In front of yourself... endure so far, no collapse, no loss of dignity, they must have a backbone.

"Hu elders, Hao Xuan is not good, come late." Qin Haoxuan decided to look at Hu Chengye, the nose is sour.

"No, we have never thought of being able to walk out there alive. Now we can come and see this day. This place, we must thank Qin for teaching." Hu Chengye said sincerely.

"You, is a total..." Qin Haoxuan had some difficult openings.

Hu Chengye heard that the eyes were dimmed a little bit. He held his head in his hands and spit out a sigh: "When we were captured, there were 427 people..."

Four hundred and twenty-seven people, but now, there are only nineteen people who have left the veins alive.

Qin Haoxuan clenched his fists, and the blue veins on his back were violent, and he was extravagant: "The beast, the group of beasts!"

Thinking of the dead brother, the entire mixed Tissot once again fell into silence.

Qin Haoxuan slammed the tears in his eyes. He went to Hu Chengye and said softly: "Hu elder, I will check the body for you."

Hu Chengye looked stiff and bitten his teeth, or allowed Qin Haoxuan's spiritual power to penetrate his body.

The spiritual power is soft but not tolerant, and he goes into his fairy tree along the path of Hu Chengye.

Qin Haoxuan’s face sank a little bit.

On the fairy tree, the branches and leaves are withered, the branches are wilting, and even the roots of the cultivation of immortals, the celestial species, all show a Sui and Tang Dynasties, almost to dry up and die.

"How..." Qin Haoxuan was cold. Although he had already heard Zhu Yingda say the destructive power in the veins, he still didn't expect it to be so serious. He even could destroy all the monks of a monk!

Hu Chengye looked at the sadness on Qin Haoxuan's face, and smiled bitterly, but there was a lightness in his life, and his body was clear.

"Don't you all be..."

Qin Haoxuan’s body shook a little, and he looked at other Taishi’s disciples. These people’s faces also had the joy and joy of escaping the veins...

"There is no way, Qin Qinjiao does not have to be so sad." Hu Chengye also lowered his voice. "We are very happy to leave the place before we die."

Qin Haoxuan has been speechless for a long time.

The mixed Tissot stopped.

Qin Haoxuan opened the door and took the other people down. The lush trees obscured the sun in the sky. With his current cultivation, it is clear that it will not be affected by the cold outside, but at this time, he is full of cold. The gloomy killings are stirring in my heart.

"Hey? What is this?"

The disciples of the early teachings looked at it curiously. The mountains in the distance stood tall, and the green trees near the forest were able to hear the sound of the river.

Qin Haoxuan put away the mixed Tissot and smiled at everyone: "This is the fairy valley."

"Falling the Valley?" Several disciples curiously repeated the name. "It sounds very powerful."

"Ah! Falling in the fairy valley is not one of the places that the elders of the clock once said, can't go in?" A tall and thin disciple came to Hu Chengye a few steps, screaming, "God, this is even Where the immortals are going to fall!"

"What are you quarreling in Jinghe? It’s a big fuss." Hu Chengye’s brow wrinkled slightly, Jinghe immediately covered his mouth, but his eyes were still wandering around. Others were surprised by Jinghe, and they were all awkward.

Qin Haoxuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, this is just the periphery. I am very familiar with this film. As long as I don't enter it, there will be no terrible things."

"Hahaha, I will say, there is Qin's deputy in teaching, how can we be in danger." Jinghe smiled at others and said that many people were also laughed when he was infected.

Jinghe’s face is full of blood, and the skin on his body is also a large piece of whip marks. Although he took the elixir, it is impossible for them to recover so quickly. He seemed to feel no pain and laughed at other people.

Qin Haoxuan looked at them silently. Each of these disciples was exhausted, and each one was seriously injured. But they tried to make a look in front of themselves without worrying about me.

"This is some clean clothes, there is a stream there, you can go and wash it." Qin Haoxuan exhaled a deep breath, but also looked at the crowd easily.

The wind blew through the woods. Qin Haoxuan was slightly swaying. He wondered how he could save these people and how to keep them from dying.

"Daoxin genius Dafa... I once also cut off Xianmiao, re-cultivation, can they? Can the Taoist sorcerer Dafa..." Qin Haoxuan chewed these people, and the spirit rose and began to read about the genus destroyed. The secret of this.

For a long time, Qin Haoxuan opened his eyes and clearly had no expression on his face, but he brought a sadness from the corners of his eyebrows: "If the fairy species is destroyed, there is no way to do the magic of the Dafa, how to do it, how to do it. do?"

Hu Chengye came back from the stream with other people, and Qin Haoxuan wiped his face and greeted him.

As the sun sets and the night falls, Qin Haoxuan sets up a pattern to cover this area. Several night pearls are scattered around, and soft light pours out. The bright stars are dotted in the dark night sky, floating up and down. Destroy a piece.

The disciples of the early teachings were either sitting or lying, and talking in twos and threes, Qin Haoxuan relied on a thick tree to look at the early teaching disciples in front of him, and the rare peace in his heart.

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