Chapter 263: Gu

"Why ......" Su Yao was angry, her big bright eyes also lost their brilliance, and the blood gushing out of the corners of her mouth was even more shocking.

"The Gu Sect is too poor, but we shouldn't be like this!" Sect Leader Song looked distressed: "Look at the Tang Sect, with an income of hundreds of millions of dollars a year, eating and drinking spicy food, and living in a spacious house, what about us!"

He pointed to the hall, "We don't even live in a kennel!"

"There are many dreams at night, don't talk nonsense with her!" The sneak attacker said on the side: "Lest you be a fool, Lao Tzu Xing will not change his surname, and he will not change his name, the master of the Tang Sect, Chen Chunyu!"

He sneered: "Now, let Lao Tzu send you on your way!"

Su Yao's hand hung down weakly, and a small box rolled off her hand.

Sect Leader Song's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "Not good!" and rushed out of the hall desperately.

Chen Chunyu was stunned for a moment, and a golden "Gu" flew out of the small box and shot at him like an arrow.

As a master of the Ming Dao, he reacted extremely quickly, and his hands closed like lightning, holding the "Gu" in his hand.

"What 'Gu'! Lao Tzu crushed it...... Ahh

A blood hole suddenly appeared in the palm of one hand, and the "Gu" came out of the blood hole, and with a flap of its wings, it rushed towards him again.

Chen Chunyu flipped back in the air, and at the same time pulled out a short knife from his waist, saw the momentum of the "Gu", and swung the knife to slash hard.

With a "ding" sound, the "Gu" was cut by him, and it made a metallic sound, and with his knife, the "Gu" was also chopped to the ground by him.

"Haha......" Before Chen Chunyu's laughter fell, the "Gu" flew up again and shot at him again.

Chen Chunyu was terrified, what kind of creature is this, he can't kill with a knife with all his might?

He tried to retreat, but it was too late.

"Ahh......h

Chen Chunyu cried and struggled, stumbling like a headless fly.

Su Yao lay there quietly, watching Chen Chunyu fall to the ground, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she slowly closed her eyes.

With a "buzz", the "Gu" pierced out from the top of his skull, shook its wings, and flew back to the small box.

Chen Chunyu's heart-rending screams came out, and Sect Master Song heard it in his ears, only hating his parents for giving birth to two legs for him, and he ran desperately.

As the sect leader of the Gu Sect, there was no one who knew better than him the power of the Holy Maiden's Gu Technique.

"Old man, what are you running so fast?"

Wu Song dragged Liu Laosan and met the Song Sect Leader head-on.

Liu Laosan's nose was blue and his face was swollen, and one arm was twisted at a deformed angle.

On the way here, he played with Wu Song, but was beaten by Wu Song, and a few teeth were knocked out, so he was honest.

Sect Leader Song knew Liu Laosan, and seeing that he was being held hostage by a stranger, he didn't know what was going on!

He waved his hands continuously, and when he saw that Wu Song on the other side didn't seem to react, he smiled proudly.

"The kid dares to stand in my way, so that you can taste the power of my 'Heart Gu'!"

He was proud there, and Wu Song had already rushed in front of him and slapped him over.

"Punish your sister, what about Su Yao?"

He turned his head and asked Liu Laosan: "Who is this old man?"

Liu Laosan replied obediently: "Gu Sect Leader Song." ”

Old man Song's body was thin and weak, and he was slapped by Wu Song and turned around, his face was swollen, not to mention, even his head was beaten by him and he was dizzy.

"You...... How can it be okay if you fall victim to my 'Heart Gu'?"

"Lao Tzu's kung fu is high!" Wu Song grabbed his wrist impatiently: "What about you, Su Yao!"

Sect Leader Song's wrist ached as if it was being caught in iron tongs.

"In the front, right in the front hall. ”

Wu Song dragged Liu Laosan and Sect Master Song one by one, and strode effortlessly towards the hall.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a man lying on the floor of the hall, blood pouring from his head, and there was a large patch of dirty blood on the ground.

Su Yao was lying not far away.

"Su Yao!" Seeing Su Yao lying motionless on the ground, Wu Song hurriedly rushed over and hugged her: "Su Yao, what's wrong with you!"

Su Yao's face was as white as paper, his eyes were closed, the blood at the corners of his mouth was still dripping, and his head hung limply from his arms.

Liu Laosan and Sect Master Song saw that he had no time to take care of himself, and the two glanced at each other, if they don't leave at this time, when will they stay?

As soon as he took two steps, Wu Song raised his head and stared at them with a pair of eyes.

His eyes were full of tears, his face was sad and angry, and the murderous aura in his eyes was incomparable.

"Want to run, I want you to give Su Yao her life!"

Sect Leader Song and Liu Laosan's souls were scattered, knowing that they were dying, they were even more desperate to rush out.

Wu Song hugged Su Yao, half-knelt on the ground, and slowly raised his right fist.

"Die!"

With a wild shout, he threw two punches in the air in an instant.

"Bang bang" two muffled sounds, Liu Laosan and Sect Leader Song's hearts sank, blood spurted wildly in their mouths, they fell to the ground and twitched slightly, and then they didn't move anymore.

"Su Yao ......"

Wu Song's head was buried in Su Yao's chest, and he couldn't help crying.

Although he and Su Yao have only been together for two days, they seem to be friends who have known each other for a long time.

Looking at her lifeless face now, and remembering that when she kissed her at the foot of the mountain just now, her face was flushed, and she looked shy, Wu Song's heart was like a knife!

There was dead silence in the hall.

Suddenly, a look of ecstasy appeared on Wu Song's face, and he clearly heard Su Yao's slow and weak heartbeat, although it was faint, she was indeed alive.

"Su Yao, you have to hold on!"

Wu Song sniffled, stabilized his mood, and quickly took out a green pill from the acupuncture box—which he had specially kept for his own life—and stuffed it into Su Yao's mouth.

Ran ** grabbed her hands and slowly transported a pure and mellow true qi into her body.

Even if the master who transcends the transformation realm is qualitatively different from the master of the transformation realm, the true qi output by Wu Song is like the holy water in the pure bottle of Guanyin Bodhisattva, which can invigorate blood and muscles, and bring the dead back to life.

Facing a dying person, Wu Song seemed very cautious, fortunately, he had the experience of treating Ye Lingling, who was physically weak, last time, and this time it was much easier.

The continuous True Qi entered Su Yao's body.

Wu Song, who was immersed in the exercises, didn't notice that he didn't know when, the "Gu" raised by Su Yao crawled out of the small box.

It flew silently around the hall, then hovered next to them.

There were chaotic footsteps outside the door of the hall, and there were people talking loudly in Miao language, their voices were hurried, and it seemed that the Gu Sect disciples had finally discovered that an enemy had invaded.

At this time, it was the most critical time to treat Su Yao's injury, Wu Song didn't dare to be distracted at all, and heard the footsteps to the door of the hall, and then suddenly quieted down.

The Gu Sect disciples slowly retreated, their faces frightened, staring at the golden "Gu" at the door without blinking.

Among the various colors, gold is honored.

Among all the "Gu", it is also the most powerful with gold.

As Gu Sect disciples, they all clearly knew that this golden "Gu" was raised by the Holy Maiden Su Yao, and only the Holy Maiden could raise a golden "Gu".

The wings of the "Gu" kept flapping, making a "buzzing" sound, it seemed to know human nature, slowly, but it kept pressing towards those disciples.

Faced with the creature that looked like a bee and a silkworm, no one dared to joke with their lives.

Death is undoubtedly terrible, and it is even more terrible if death is preceded by unimaginable suffering!

The disciples retreated, but the "Gu" did not chase after it, it flew back to the door of the hall, hovering in the air like a sentinel.

In the hall, Wu Song sweated like rain, and his true anger was sent to Su Yao's body as if he didn't want money.

I don't know how long it took, Su Yao let out a subtle **.

A big stone in Wu Song's heart fell, and she picked it up.

"Su Yao, Su Yao, how are you?" he called softly.

Su Yao opened her eyes slightly, and then closed them weakly.

This place is not to stay for long!

Wu Song picked up Su Yao and walked straight outside.

The "Gu" hung above his head, following them all the time, seemingly protecting him and Su Yao.

The Gu Sect disciples along the way were afraid of the power of the "Gu" and did not dare to stop them in the slightest, although the holy woman in the sect was held in the arms of a strange Han person, but they didn't even dare to say a word.

When they walked outside the cave, the "Gu" flew away first.

His heart moved, and he walked down after the "Gu".

After walking about four or five miles of mountain roads, behind the Gu Sect General Altar, there was another small room, with bamboo shadows outside, and the night breeze blowing with the fragrance of flowers.

This floral fragrance is the smell of Su Yao's body, and Wu Song understands in her heart that this is probably where she usually lives.

The door of the hut was not locked, Wu Song reached out and pushed the door open, although the night was dark, but by the faint moonlight outside the window, he could still see the furnishings in the house clearly.

The cottage is divided into two, the outside is the pot stove, the inside is the bedroom, a bed, a table and a stool, if it were not for a bottle on the table in the wild flowers are exuding a faint fragrance, and the bedding on the bed, it is impossible to see that this is a girl's boudoir.

Wu Song gently put Su Yao on the bed, took off her shoes and socks, and listened to her breathing very steadily, so he let out a long breath.

He saw an oil lamp on the table, and a match beside it, and lit it, and a warm light appeared in the humble hut.

He went outside to fetch a basin of water and a towel to wipe her bloodied face clean.

During this period, Su Yao woke up once, she gently held one of Wu Song's fingers, and kept holding it in her hand until she fell asleep again.

Wu Song didn't dare to close his eyes this night, he channeled his true qi into Su Yao's body several times to inspect her injuries, afraid that she would have any accidents.

At the same time, he also discovers a secret.

Su Yao is the Yao earth body vein, which is the nemesis of the "earth poison" in the five elements of poison in his body!

He couldn't help but sigh, fate is really playing with people!

If it weren't for Ye Lingling's weak body, he would have to go to Miao Jiang to collect medicine, how could he meet Su Yao?

If it weren't for the cooperation between the Tang Sect and the Gu Sect and the attempt to be unfavorable to her, how could she be hurt?

If it wasn't for her injury, how could he find out that she was the Yao Earth Body Vein that he had been looking for so hard but couldn't get?

After such a long time, seeing that the five elements of poison in his body were about to be completely removed, Wu Song's heart was filled with thousands of emotions.

In the early morning, Su Yao slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Wu Song's bloodshot eyes.

Although Wu Daxia is highly skilled, he is a mortal after all, and he doesn't sleep with his eyes open all night, and it is not an exaggeration to have some red threads in his eyes.

"You're awake, good, it's good!" Wu Song was a little incoherent because of joy.

Su Yao slowly wanted to raise her hand, but after all, she couldn't lift it because of her weak body.

Wu Song was stunned for a moment and lowered his head.

Su Yao's hand touched his cheek, and her eyes were filled with tears.