"You!" Su Yan's face at this time can be described as blue and red, which is very ugly.

No wonder Senior Sister Liu always said that the people of the Imperial Sword Pavilion were tyrannical and unreasonable. If it is so easy to solve the opponent, why delay it for so long. It's okay to delay it for a long time, but when it was time for her to make a move, the other party actually succeeded in making the first move.

However, Bai Qi didn't pay attention to Miss Su, he clicked back and forth on Mu Xitian's body a few times, followed by the long knife on the ground, and leaned on the tent behind him very casually.

"You're busy, I'll let Frost come and see the tent. ”

Different from the bitter hatred on the faces of the other disciples in the temporary station, Bai Qi's face with arrogance can be described as radiant.

When he spoke, he just stared into the distance with blazing eyes, as if he was talking to others, and he seemed to be talking to himself. Mu Xici heard that the other party was talking to her.

Sometimes things turn out to be magical. A month ago, they were still rivals who hated each other for snatching tasks, but a month later, they cooperated tacitly, and they got along more harmoniously than Su Yan, who was still an acquaintance.

After finding Qin Shaofeng's ironwood card, Mu Xi neatly threw the Qiankun bag to Bai Qi, and threw Miss Su Yan's roar behind his ears in a flash, and threw it into the crowd.

The tent seemed to be blessed with enchantments and formations, and it should be filled with disciples of the two factions who had been attacked by sneak attack. Mu Xitian was unconscious, but the tent could not be opened. What made her feel even more strange was that the evil aura under her feet had not dissipated, but had become thicker.

Everything seems to be developing in the expected direction, but it is so inadvertent. The opportunity is fleeting.

For a long time after that, Mu Xici was immersed in chagrin and self-blame.

If she hadn't been entangled with Qu Xiuling for so long, maybe she wouldn't be watching the play for a while, maybe she would have directly met Mu Xitian, maybe she would have been so happy for a while, and the ending might not be so tragic.

Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in this world......

As soon as Mu Xici stood beside Qin Shaofeng, an indescribable coercion suddenly came. As if to cater to the visitors, the evil aura in the ground suddenly became agitated, and wave after wave was lifted into the air.

A disciple of the Spirit Heart Pavilion who is controlled by evil energy. then all stopped the moves in their hands. Turning to look at the comer, he knelt on one knee in unison, and shouted in his mouth: "Welcome to the Demon Lord." ”

The disciples of the other three factions were more or less shocked by this battle, and they no longer fought with the people of the Spirit Heart Pavilion. Instead, he nervously looked around at the same door. They spontaneously approached the tent.

Demon Lord?

Mu Xici unexpectedly remembered Yin Wuyuan. Yin Wuyuan is the young master of Tianluojian. Could this so-called demon lord be the master of Tianluojian......

However, she only glanced up, then sped up her movements, and quietly woke up Qin Shaofeng, who had fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss.

Qin Shaofeng who was awakened. He frowned, and before he was fully awake, he bred himself up and tried to sit up. Mu Xici hurriedly pressed his body and shook his head.

Although Qin Shaofeng didn't know the specific situation, he immediately stopped his voice, and laboriously turned his head sideways to look into the distance through the crowded gap. With such a cold face, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Senior Brother Qin's ironwood card was held in Mu Xici's hand, and she looked at the task written on it with infinite sighs, and slowly handed it over.

This Senior Brother Qin, who was called the "coffin face" by He Juanjuan, was a rare genius in the Sanqing Pavilion in a hundred years, and he had entered the middle stage of foundation building before he was thirty years old. Looking at the entire Nancao country, there are very few existences.

The senior brother in my impression always has a cold face, obsessed with cultivation, and has a disgusted expression as long as he looks at her, a cheap junior sister.

He always likes to use the meanest words to her, and when they meet, it is a short and hurtful sarcasm or a three-character scripture that can't be written. But whether it was when Mu Xitian attacked her in front of the Fengyun Palace, or when the people in the Luoxia Hall on the blade of the sword provoked her, or when everyone encountered the Wolf King, if he was really in danger, he would not hesitate to stand up in front of her.

As a senior brother, he seems to be unqualified, but when he thinks about it, he is very qualified. Those unpleasant words are not stimulating her fighting spirit, and she can only move forward if she keeps moving forward.

For example, now, the senior brother has already completed his personal task, and the master's task was completed because of him. But he intends to fulfill his responsibility as a senior brother to protect everyone.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't drag it on, Mu Xici really didn't want the name of Senior Brother Qin among the people who took the initiative to quit. But such a thing happened in secret, and any disciple who went out to tell the head of the sect might not believe it.

Among the three powerful disciples, only Senior Brother Qin was injured, whether it was Xu Mei, Bai Qi, Su Yan or Hua Yi, they might not be willing to give up.

Qin Shaofeng neatly took the wooden card, tried it a few times, looked at the evil qi on the ground with a blank face, and said in a low voice: "The aura seems to be sealed." ”

How so. Mu Xiqi listened and continued to operate his aura, but the aura on his body did not obey the call at all.

They weren't the only ones who noticed something was wrong.

When he saw the "Demon Lord" of the Yuan Infant Stage with a huge disparity in power, some disciples had already given up the idea of struggling and wanted to spread it through the ironwood card. But the aura on his body is like a pool of stagnant water, which can neither be absorbed nor released. Regardless of whether they reacted or not, most of them took the initiative to move closer to the brothers and sisters they knew and unconsciously chose to hold together.

If it continues like this, it will be a bad thing.

The scattered disciples around were slowly gathering towards the tent in the middle. Where she was now, some distance from the tent. If everyone gathers around the tent, she is bound to stand out here. She didn't want to be a target, and she was the first to be used to set an example.

"Is there any other way to run the aura? ”

"Yes, but ......"

"Huh. Are you still so indecisive after the foundation has been built? Just give up, cultivating immortals is not for you. ”

The contempt in Qin Shaofeng's tone made Mu Xiqi feel in a trance. Why didn't she find out that Senior Brother Qin's acting skills were so bad.

Reaching out and handing over the two talisman seals, she said quickly, "It can stimulate a large amount of aura in a short period of time. But because the external force forcibly turns on the aura on your body, the release of aura will be affected in the next few years. ”

After taking the Fu Seal and taking a rough look, Qin Shaofeng's eyes were peaceful. With such a talisman attainment, the glory of Sanqing Pavilion is just around the corner.

"Let's go!"

With a cold scold, Qin Shaofeng's figure had disappeared into the billowing smoke.

In the red robe and black clothes that were billowing in the sky, the blood-red eyes were staring at the smoke in the distance. Unexpectedly, there would be a difficult little insect that would actually release smoke to interfere with his consciousness.

With a flick of his finger, a stream of air rolled bigger and bigger, slamming straight into the smoke.

The temporary station suddenly seemed to be swept away by a strong wind. Except for a few people who were hugged by Xu Mei and others because they were close to each other and protected with magic weapons, the rest of the people who were lucky enough to fall into the woods, and those who were unlucky were directly rushed away and crashed into the trunk of a tree a few feet away.

Even the tent that had been blessed with the formation was knocked away by the air current, revealing the disciples of the two factions who were lying on the ground unconscious.

"Miss Mu, are you okay. ”

Mu Xici looked at the person beside her who had sacrificed the magic weapon next to her to block most of the impact, and she couldn't help but ask the question that had been pressing on her heart for a long time.

They just met in the water, because they happened to help. The other party not only broke into the forbidden place of the sect for her, but also protected her at all times. This kind of unconditional goodness made her feel a little strange and a little unprepared.

She couldn't say why, but she just had a feeling. I feel that Huayi, like my mother, master, and juanjuan, is not to be good to her for some purpose, but to be real, just because of her, good to her.

But they were her family, teachers, and friends. Hua Yi is just a friend she knows, at best a good friend.

"Senior Sister Ji!"

A shout interrupted Mu Xici's train of thought. A figure brushed Mu Xici's body and rushed towards the woman who fell to the ground next to her.

This person was Zheng Shu, who had stirred up trouble beside Ling Zi before. At this time, Zheng Shu changed the image of a gentleman, his hooked nose was full of sweat, and he anxiously fed the pills on his body to the woman's mouth one by one.

"Senior Brother Zheng, how can you eat this pill indiscriminately. Senior Sister Ji just fainted and was not injured. Bai Qi walked to the two of them when he heard the sound and stopped Zheng Shu, who was frantically feeding medicine.

"Thank you. Mu Xici thanked Hua Yi from the bottom of his heart, got up and walked towards the group of people lying on the ground.

Most of the people who were locked up in the tent were the disciples of the Sanqing Pavilion and the Imperial Sword Pavilion who were attacked at that time. Except for those who escaped and those who didn't make it in time, most of them have gone here.

Similar to Bai Qi's judgment, these people were just unconscious on the ground, and they were not so seriously injured like Senior Brother Qin. The bag of pills in his hand was still left by He Juan Juan and Senior Brother Qin, Mu Xici sighed, and fed the pills to the few people who were wearing the Sanqing Pavilion disciple clothes one by one.

Hua Yi was dragged by Zhou Xianyun, and Xu Mei, Su Yan and others went to treat the disciples of Shuiyun Pavilion who were knocked out by the air current, while Bai Qi took Ling Zi and Shuang to take care of the people of the Imperial Sword Pavilion.

After all, the scene was weird, and there was a great power in the distance, so more people stood trembling and didn't dare to move. Holding his own magic weapon, he looked nervously guarded.

In contrast, Mu Xici was left alone. Senior Brother Qin Shaofeng of Sanqing Pavilion was sent out of the secret place by her, Senior Sister Hanyan was sent out with all her strength, Senior Brother Zhang was seriously injured early, Mu Xitian rebelled, Shu Zhu died, Fang Yu and Liu Hongshi were unconscious, and He Juanjuan was hidden.

Among the few people who went underground, except for Li Tianxing, Wang Jue and Zhang Qiyun, she had never seen it.

Fortunately, after taking the pill, most of the unconscious disciples woke up.

"Now that we're all awake, let's play a game together. It wasn't loud or even weird, but it reached the ears of everyone present.

The disciples of the Spirit Heart Pavilion were still frozen as if they had been frozen, kneeling straight on the ground, not caring about the movements around them at all. The surrounding scene suddenly changed.

"That'...... What's that......" (To be continued.) )