"What are you going to do?" However, in the next second, he heard the question from Tan Shenyue behind him.

He turned his head, a little confused: "No...... Do you want to see the Master?"

However, when he saw Tan Shenyue's face, he was a little stunned, and his mouth couldn't close halfway through speaking.

Tan Shenyue's eyes were a little red. She bit her lower lip lightly and lowered her eyelids unnaturally: "Now, we are not qualified to visit his old man at all. ”

"If, Master sees us now in the Heavenly Spirit, he will definitely ...... I'm not happy. Her voice seemed to whimper, but it seemed to be trying to hold back, but the more pity it became.

Xi Zishi looked at Ah Tian, and his heart was even more unpleasant.

The two of them snuggled tightly, silently looking at the old place that was close at hand, but far away in the sky. The mountain end gradually clears up, and the stratus clouds reunite.

"Ah Tian, bear with me for a while. ”

Suddenly, Xi Zishi lowered his head gently and said softly.

"When I repay the last kindness of the Shadow Lord, I will go and ask to leave the Nine Shadow Shadows forever. He looked at the person he loved the most, like a fragile butterfly, "Since then, we have lived and flown together, and we have no more restraints." ”

Tan Shenyue leaned lightly on his shoulder, and after a while, she nodded slowly.

Knowing that her mood had finally calmed down, Xi Zishi seemed to have let go of a burden in her heart and soothed a lot.

Taking a deep breath, he felt a chill in his head. The lush Qingya Academy still stands firmly in the mist.

............

For several days, the rush was endless. Between the mountains and jungles, Fu Yunge followed the line and flew like lightning, vowing to rescue Poinsettia Plum.

In the past few days, he has taken a lot of detours. It's just that the Blackwater Barrier is the secret stronghold of the Nine Devils, and almost no one knows about it. Fu Yunge could only ask as he walked, paying attention everywhere.

The realm of the Divine Movement has been improved in practice, and Fu Yunge is now able to control it with ease.

The dirt was flying, and the jungle seemed to have just rained.

Filled with the smell of earth, Fu Yunge kept his heart as one, and all the energy of his body was transferred to his legs, and he didn't feel tired.

Suddenly, the tip of his nose froze.

Immediately stopped, his gaze alert, looking around at everything.

In the air, a suspicious smell of blood wafted through the air.

He condensed his true qi and flowed into the seven orifices. Suddenly, his hearing became more sensitive, and he instantly noticed a faint stirring sound in the grass not far behind him.

"Why hide, show up. He didn't look back, kept a high level of calm, and said lightly.

Suddenly, an insolent killer leaped out of the grass behind him. His arms were wrapped around several large silver rings, and his hair was scattered like that of a savage.

Fu Yunge only glanced at the dirty black cloth on his head to know where he came from.

Suddenly, the three-point defensive position faded, and Fu Yunge exuded his strength and was fearless.

That person's moves were primitive and wild, regardless of right and wrong, he immediately pounced on Fu Yunge's body.

His eyes tightened, and Fu Yunge palmed out at the same time, containing the internal force of the bear. As soon as the two of them collided, they made a decision, and the wild man rolled and fell to the ground, but his eyes grew more and more angry.

Those silver rings counted as his weapons. I saw him shake skillfully, and the two silver rings fell into his hands, and he then roared, and then killed Fu Yunge.

Fu Yunge picked up a scattered branch, which was still stained with wet soil. He swayed with his hands, and the wind that had not yet taken shape came out casually, which was already quite meaningful.

The wind blows fiercely, interrupting the strange moves of the savages. He was so annoyed that he let out a long howl, and no matter what moves he made, he rushed over directly to fight Fu Yunge.

With a light snort, Fu Yunge frowned, and at the same time, he made a move and responded calmly.

Suddenly, at the moment when the two of them were about to meet, a bronze Zen staff suddenly broke through the forest!

The wild man seemed to feel a wave of fear from the bottom of his heart, and after a little sluggishness, Fu Yunge's branches had already opened his silver ring, carrying his true qi into his heart.

At the same time, the bronze Zen staff also forced to kill, hitting the back of the savage's head. Suddenly the blood splattered, and the wild man immediately died violently, and with the last bit of strength, fell to the ground.

Fu Yunge took advantage of the situation and threw away the branch in his hand.

The bronze staff successfully slays the evil and immediately plunges into the ground. Fu Yunge looked at this unexpected helping hand, not knowing where it was sacred.

But soon, the owner of the staff came slowly from a distance.

Broken leaves rustled, and the monk's footsteps were gentle, like a breeze.

"The traces of the ancients on the thousand-year-old stone, a little empty in front of the rock. The bright lights are still shining as usual, and they don't bother to ask the west and the east. ”

Accompanied by Zen Xinlun language, the calm monk shadow, step by step.

The bronze Zen staff seemed to have a sense, suddenly flew up, spun in the air, and jumped into the hands of the monk in front of him.

The hanging lamp is clear, like a Sanskrit sound. The monk in front of him is simple, full of robe and wind, and has a compassionate face, quite like a Bodhisattva bowing his head, but there is a little more majesty and righteousness between his eyebrows.

"Poor monks, hanging lamp temple, hanging lamp warrior monks pay respects. When the monk saw Fu Yunge, he took the lead, "There is a lot of offense in the move, and I hope the donor will not be surprised." ”

Fu Yunge looked at him, a little surprised. Although he had heard the rumors of the Three Sects before, it was rare for the Nether Heaven to see them. It was the first time he had seen a Buddhist monk like this.

"It's fine. This is the same party of the Nine Shadows, and he is not unjust in death. Fu Yunge looked at the strange man who was dying miserably on the ground, raised his eyes and said, "It's just that I didn't expect that Jiu Che Xiaoying would be able to win over such an uncivilized person." ”