"Bump—"

Mu Qiuniang's speed was extremely fast, and suddenly a white light from the magic pen went out, and it hit Gong Letian's back.

Gong Lotian staggered, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Qiuniang kicked Gong Letian in the stomach with a horizontal kick and flew out.

was kicked away together, as well as the book of Zhan Jingshu in his hand.

It's just that his luck is not as good as Zhan Jingshu, Zhan Jingshu was caught by the rose vine summoned by Mu Qiu Niang and did not fall to the ground, and Gong Lotian himself directly hit the heavy wall.

With a "bump", another mouthful of blood spit out, and all the internal organs were misplaced.

"Big Brother ......"

Murong and Li Qiqi hurried over to save people.

And Mu Qiuniang took advantage of the victory to pursue and continued to attack Gong Letian. The magic pen was raised into the air, and the white lightning struck the light, and smashed it like no money.

"Bump—"

"Bump—"

"Bump—"

If Mu Qiuniang still had some concerns before, she was afraid that once Gong Lotian died, the connection between the cultivation realm and the ordinary world would be chaotic. But now that Gong Lotian has touched her bottom line, I'm sorry, she won't be soft anymore.

She directly ordered the killer: "Desperate Strike-"

"Master...... Wait a minute!" the dizzy Zhan Jingshu came back to his senses, and he was startled when he saw that the master had made a big move.

My mom, he hasn't made it clear yet, the person who did all this is not Gong Lotian at all, but the person who possessed Gong Lotian.

"Bump—"

Unfortunately, he spoke up too late.

The white light was highly condensed to the size of a small car, and it slammed down.

After a while, the white light disappeared, and a deep pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared, and Gong Lotian could not be seen at all.

Zhan Jingshu hurriedly asked Murong and Li Qiqi to save people to see if Gong Lotian was still alive.

"Senior brother, what are you doing? He almost killed you just now. Li Qiqi didn't understand at all.

Murong was still confused: "Moreover, Shigong is now being framed by him as a murderer who endangers the cultivation realm, senior brother, you won't agree with this person, right?"

"No," Zhan Jingshu said, "Master, Gong Lotian is innocent, all this was done by the ghost who possessed Gong Lotian's body." ”

"Ghosts?" Murong was dazed, "Isn't Gong Lotian a cultivator, how can he still be possessed by ghosts?"

Mu Qiuniang was also a little puzzled.

"It's not an ordinary ghost, it's an evil cultivator, an evil cultivator who has been cultivating for hundreds of years. ”

"I see. Mu Qiuniang suddenly understood. She just said, I always feel that something is not quite right, it turns out that all this is made up by evil cultivators?

It's just that, how could the evil cultivators know about the Hidden Immortal Sect?

Could it be that the disciples of the Hidden Immortal Sect have become evil cultivators?

She frowned, a little unhappy.

How could such a thing happen in the Hidden Immortal Gate?

But I still jumped down the pit and looked for someone.

A weak Gong Lotian was carried out by her like a sack and thrown to the ground.

was already in danger, and when she threw it like this, she vomited blood and wet the clothes on her chest.

"Gong Letian, are you still alive?" Zhan Jingshu pushed away Murong and Li Qiqi's hands and hurriedly walked over.

"Ahem, ahem...... Respect?" His eyes, a little confused, coughed lightly, and spit out a mouthful of blood, "You...... How...... Here?"

"You are possessed by an evil cultivator, do you know? It is the autumn envoy, he is an evil cultivator, do you know how many bad things he has done by taking advantage of your identity? and Shigong, who was also framed by him, has become a criminal who endangers the entire cultivation world...... Gong Lotian, you must help Shigong clear his name. ”

Before Zhan Jingshu's words were finished, Gong Lotian almost choked to death with blood in his mouth.

Mu Qiuniang had no choice but to prick the needle and stuff a life-saving pill into it.

"Master, is there any salvation?" asked Zhan Jingshu hurriedly.

Mu Qiuniang shook her head. How could she be saved by her direct death? This pill can only last for a while.

"What's your problem, hurry up and ask, he won't last long. ”

Hearing Mu Qiuniang's voice, Gong Lotian weakly stretched out his hand: "Uncle Shi ......"

He wanted to grab Mu Qiuniang's hand, but she avoided it.

The expression on his face was a little bleak: "Uncle Shi, I hate it so much...... Hate me...... cough cough cough ......"