Who Dares Slander My Senior Brother

Ten people clasped their wrists into a circle, Wen Jing closed his eyes, and a strong light covered their bodies.

Suddenly, the five senses disappeared, and the stomach twitched with a feeling of vomiting. The sensation of the wind came from the sea, only to feel that it was constantly rolling. After a short while, the touch on the hand is first returned, and the screams and weapons of the screams are faintly audible, but like being in the quilt, it is unclear.

Unexpectedly, the body suddenly fell.

Wen Jing’s arm was tightened, and the two of them flew in different directions, almost tearing him apart. He made a quick decision, released his left hand and grabbed the right hand.

The screams around him suddenly became clear, and they rang in the ear, Wenjing fell to the ground. His head slammed into the stone, unexpectedly, and suddenly it hurt. Then, a heavy body slammed into the body mercilessly.

Wen Jing’s stomach violently swayed like a squashed, and he did not want to live.

The chilly voice of He Ling came from the upload: "What are you doing with me!"

Wen Jing stunned and loosened his hand: "Yes, sorry, two brothers, I am nervous."

He Ling’s military strength is high, and pulling him is the easiest way to save his life.

A few auras flew like a blade, and it was easily smashed by He Ling.

"You go out." He Ling said coldly, and immediately rushed into the melee.

"Yes!" Wen Jing fluttered and stood up.

He Ling speaks succinctly, meaning: you go out, find a safe place to hide, don't stay here to trouble.

Surrounded by a mess, more than a dozen people in the devil are generally red-eyed and scarlet, regardless of the enemy and the battle of the dead, the aura of magic weapon flying, accidentally injured.

With his seven-layer training, he can't be forced to break.

Just wanting to escape, there was a blast in the back, a warm arm holding Wenjing in his arms, and he was not too light and heavy, and he rushed out of the melee at a very fast speed.

Wen Jing looked at him intently.

"Jun, Jun brother, you, me-"

What about the woman? !

Instantly flew away by about twenty feet, Jun Yanzhi put him down, looked down at his forehead, and pressed his lips.

Wen Jing is dizzy.

He counts everything, deliberately holding He Ling as a life preserver. I clearly take care of myself very well, no need to worry about others, how is it still wrong?

Wen Jing looked at the crowds, but it was messy and nothing could be seen: the woman owner? What about the woman? Don't be dead!

Anxious in my heart, Wen Jing stepped over.

Jun Yanzhi took him: "Stand here, don't move, I will save people."

Said, the figure is like a green shadow, and it goes quickly.

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"The Eighth House of the Shuiyue Palace, Chen Xueying, brought dozens of disciples to try it out, but I don't know why I lost my mind. I started killing each other. A dozen of them were wounded and fleeing. They lost their minds before the entrance to the ancient array, and finally they were red. The goal was to open the killing ring. The first month of Wangyuefeng entered, and it was unpredictable, and it was the first to bear the brunt and suffered heavy losses."

- From the forty-second chapter.

In a short time, Hui Shifeng’s people were rescued one after another. There were many injured disciples, but they were not fatal.

Not long after, the disciples of Wang Yuefeng were rescued. The injury is heavier, but it is always alive.

More than a dozen people on the ancient transmission array are still fighting.

Ji Keqing's chest was traumatized, and he was blocked by a fellow teacher. Both of them were pale and sitting and adjusting.

In Hui Shifeng, only Jun Yan’s learned the wood repair method. After he was injured for the injured Li Shu and Mo Shaoyan, he sat next to Wen Jing and carefully cleaned the scar on his forehead.

Wen Jing turned his head and looked at Ji Keqing, who was sitting at a few feet. He was a little bit crying.

Waiting for the plot is, a few days later, Hui Shifeng everyone lost for a reason, Jun Yanzhi alone on the road, the occasional encounter with Ji Keqing. The two walked together and found the "farwood stone" after several twists and turns. Ji Keqing's ice system has played a key role in the discovery of Lingshi, but he has been stunned by his thoughts on saving her grace. This spiritual stone is ultimately owned by Jun Yan.

But since Jun Yanzhi did not save her, she would not give him Lingshi.

Moreover, when looking for Yuanmu Lingshi, you need to use Ji Keqing's ice system. In other words, it is a bit difficult to let Qi Keqing contribute and not let her enjoy the final result...

"Road teacher, what are you thinking?" Jun Yanzhi's hand fell on Wenjing's forehead, a white light between the fingers, gently touching.

"No, I didn't think about anything..."

"You seem to have something to worry about..."

"Nothing, cranky."

"...thinking about it, if you have something to worry about, you can... um, talk to me." The voice is very light, it seems to be a secret between the two.

"Well, this..."

The man's gaze is soft as water, temperament is always elegant, while he caressing his forehead, saying "can talk to me about things"...

Wen Jing looked at him dumbly.

Brother, what happened to you...

Liu Qianmo looked at the moon peak that could not be seen in the distance, and walked up to the front: "You can help the same door?"

A 30-year-old woman stood up: "Thanks to Liu, brother, we have nothing to do." The woman's appearance is not beautiful, but her temperament is natural, and she has a good demeanor. She is a big disciple of Wang Yuefeng, Ke Muwen.

Other disciples did not even look at him.

Liu Qianmo knows that Wang Yuefeng is always above the top and does not take Hui Shifeng seriously. He just came to the guest and didn't care. He said, "Nothing is fine, everyone is careful with the door," and then turned back.

At this moment, the ancient transmission array suddenly showed a strong white light.

Liu Qianmo whispered: "There are some disciples coming in."

The water moon sects in front of the battlefield have already died more than a dozen people, and the remaining three or four madmen are generally slashed and completely irrational.

The white light disappeared, and ten disciples of Hong Xiufeng appeared in the air, and they were caught up in the killing.

Liu Qianmo, He Ling, Jun Yanzhi and a few Wang Yuefeng women immediately flew before the rescue. Although there is competition between the Qing dynasty swordsmen and the same door, they are strictly required to help each other when they are outside, and they must not stand idly by.

A few flying shadows swayed, and the ten people were pulled out in a short time.

After a while, the Shuiyue sects finally fell.

The blue sky and white clouds in the Bafeng Cliff, the warm wind blowing, this is very beautiful, but the scene in front of it is chilling. The body was everywhere, the blood flowed into the river, and the look on the faces of the people was miserable. Many people's bones are broken and unnaturally distorted. It seems that they are still struggling to scream.

This scene reminds Wen Jing of the zombies in the TV series.

Jun Yanzhi looked at the horror scene before the ancient array of law, what seemed to touch the mind, a trace of chaos, tightly licking his lips.

Kuching said softly: "What happened to this Eight Wind Cliff? Do we still want to continue?"

Liu Qianmo pondered: "I don't know if there is something happening in the Eight Winds, or something happened in their martial art."

Wen Jing is down.

Everything is starting today.

Liu Qianmu thought about it and said to Ke Muwen: "Since the water moon has been out of this kind of thing, the Eight Winds Cliff is afraid of being unsafe, and the trial can continue?"

Ke Muwen looked at the crowd and bite his lips: "How can we not control it, but I hope that the peak of the moon will be inevitable, and naturally I will continue to find it."

The young disciple of Hong Xiufeng looked at the body on the ground and bit his teeth: "Hong Xiufeng is also looking for it. Moreover, this is a trial, a good opportunity to test disciples."

Liu Qianmo pondered for a while and smiled: "I have fewer people in the peak, and it is a blessing to be able to save my life. If so, we will say goodbye."

He turned his head to Hui Shifeng and said: "The words of Shaoyan, Li Shu and Lu Jing are almost as good as they are on the road."

The crowd stood up in twos and threes, finishing their clothes and preparing for the road.

Wen Jing finally looked at Ji Keqing.

The girl’s face is beautiful and her eyes are closed. It seems that she is still adjusting her condition. She has not developed with her brother, and her life will change. Will it make the people pick up this flower of Gaoling?

... After all, it’s not about him, let’s wait and see.

Li Shu said uneasy: "Are we not going out? Why not go out?"

Peng Shao said: "This array is only to enter the Eight Winds, and the way to go out is on the other side. There is a road that can't fly, and you have to walk. In total, it takes two or three days."

Mo Shaoyan hesitated for a while, whispered: "Can you pass through Changchun Valley?"

Liu Qianmo said: "...and pass through Changchun Valley. We stopped there for a day. If we can find "farwood", we can't find it."

"Good." Mo Shaoyan licked his nose.

He was chosen as one of the heirs, and his heart was so excited that he couldn’t think of it.

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