In this icy and snowy land, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood, and when it is blown by this night wind, anyone has to wake up from their dreams, and they will definitely not be able to help but gause.

The candles that had fallen to the ground were still swaying in the wind, and the lanterns that had fallen from the eaves were burned dry. The entire Qingzhuang is blended with the sea of fire and the sea of blood, ten steps to a sea of blood, five steps to a sea of fire, all the disciples picked up the sword in their hands and rushed to the door of the Frost Palace, most of the rats have already fled, or a few old men supporting the façade.

"Floating on the clouds, my Songzhentang has always been with you and the well water does not violate the river water, you are such a bully, look at me waiting for the heavens today!"

Ling Wuxian had already lost his mind, hooking his lips and sneering. "I just want you ants to have no bones, what can you do to me?" That kind of eyes that are proud of the world, like a wolf under the cold moon, bloodthirsty and ruthless.

Seeing that he was a dignified and decent man who had been humiliated like this, Yan Qing loyally blew his beard and glared. "Evil animal, Hugh is rampant, look at the move!"

The strength of Ling Wuxian's two palms was even greater, and the Qingzhuang disciples took turns to fight, making him exhausted. Helplessly, Ling Wuxian had already killed his red eyes, bloodthirsty Shura, unmatched, as many as he came.

Yan Qinggu, as the master of Songzhen Hall, saw that his disciples were so vulnerable, and shook his head again and again, God is going to kill my Songzhen Hall! "Everyone, stop and run for your lives!"

Listening to his order, the disciples seemed to be relieved. They had already intended this, but they were afraid that the hall master would not be as skilled as others and would spill their anger on them, and they would be killed by them first.

The remaining two-thirds of the people ran to the door one by one, and there was always someone at the end, and it was impossible for them all to escape. Ling Wuxian didn't intend to let them go, he followed behind with a palm that was faster than a palm, Yan Qingzhong couldn't hold them back if they wanted to, and in the end they were almost slapped by a slap, and suddenly an iron rope flew in the air and slapped that palm back. Ling Wuxian withdrew his hand in pain, but unexpectedly, the withdrawn palm was eaten by internal force because it was not hit, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the owner of the iron rope unwillingly. Yan Qingzhong didn't expect that someone would come to save him at this time, and he would be able to take a palm floating on the clouds, this person must be extraordinary, but the moment he turned his head, he was stunned......

The woman was none other than his adopted daughter Yan Zhuofeng, followed by the person he least wanted to see, his younger brother Yan Zhan. The two of them were holding iron ropes in one hand and jade flutes in the other, and they were rushing to this side.

Ling Wuxian wanted to exercise again, but his true qi was not smooth, and his internal strength was insufficient, so he had to endure the pain and fight with his bare hands. Yan Zhuofeng had already sensed his weakness and asked Yan Zhan to deal with him, while he found an opportunity to tie him up with Xuantian Suo.

Yan Zhan has been a martial arts wizard since he was a child, and he was quite appreciated by the former hall master of Songzhen Hall, but he was just a guest here with his brother. The previous hall master, Yan Baikuang, always wanted to accept him as a disciple and teach him martial arts in private, but he only learned martial arts and had no intention of joining Songzhentang. Yan Qingzhong, who has always been diligent and conscientious, lacks talent but is sincere in his studies, and has always wanted to learn martial arts. At the age of twenty-three, he accepted a four-year-old girl, but when he grew up, he and his brother who was five years younger than him privately taught it, and an incestuous love spread in Songzhentang. In a fit of anger, he drove Yan Zhan away, so as not to ruin his reputation, but he didn't want his goddaughter to elope with him.

Finally, Ling Wuxian was caught without much effort, and he was trapped tightly by Xuantian Suo. This Xuantian Suo is forged from the essence of day and night, and hundreds of treasures, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can't break it.

Just as they were about to send Ling Wuxian to the dungeon for imprisonment, Orange Lan and Orange Yan rushed over in a hurry and picked open the Xuantian Suo with their swords, and one of them flew back with one hand on his hand. Yan Zhuofeng and Yan Zhan were about to chase after them, but they had already run too far. They have done a lot of effort, which they absolutely can't match.

Songzhentang became quiet for a moment, and the crows were silent. Yan Zhuofeng spoke first: "Dad, what are you doing?" ”

It was true that Yan Qingzhong saw her, but when he thought that she had done such a thing with Yan Zhan...... "Don't call me dad, I don't have a shameless daughter like you!" ”

"Big brother, all this has nothing to do with Zhuo'er!"

"You are not my brother, you guys hurry up and clean up the village one by one, and we will rectify it tomorrow tomorrow!" He angrily brushed aside the topic and mistook them for air.

Yan Zhuofeng pulled Yan Zhan to kneel down together, "Dad, even if you refuse to forgive your daughter, your daughter is already going to be with Brother Zhan, please allow your daughter to kowtow to you before leaving!" ”

Yan Qingzhong didn't look over, he didn't want to see their concubines, and he was even more afraid that he would be soft-hearted.

Yan Zhuofeng took Yan Zhan's hand and was really left, but he was stopped by Yan Qingzhong. "What are you holding in your hand, I don't remember ever teaching you that?"

Yan Zhuofeng thought that he had changed his mind, but he was overjoyed when he heard this. "This request is called Xuantian Suo, and it was given by his mentor Luo Wanzhou."

When he heard Luo Wanzhou's name, he was stunned. Luo Wanzhou has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for many years, how could he accept his daughter as an apprentice? "But the hundred-year-old man, dressed in tattered clothes, with a wine gourd on his belt?"

"Daddy knows?" Yan Zhuofeng was puzzled, his master looked like a crazy old man at that time, and after giving her Xuantian Suo and passing on some martial arts, he thought he was a reclusive martial arts senior, but he didn't know what he was about.

"He is the master of the first head of Songzhentang, and the old man has always wanted to see him again, but he has no chance."

Yan Zhuofeng nodded, and suddenly realized that he had talked so much to himself, and he must be reluctant to let her go. "Daddy, but Xu daughter is coming home?"

Yan Qingzhong retorted angrily, "Whoever treats you as your own person is just repaying you for that kindness." ”

Everyone didn't explain, Yan Zhuofeng rushed back to his boudoir where he had reunited after a long absence. Yan Zhan looked at her happy appearance, and he couldn't help but be moved. Who knew that Yan Qingzhong said coldly, "You two pay attention to me, and Yan Zhan will go back to my room." ”

Yan Zhan knew that he would say this, and he didn't care. Smiling, he took the jade flute and went to the bedroom in the distance.

Ziluo was on her way to Songzhentang, but she ran into Ling Wuxian, who was seriously injured. Orange Lan and Orange Yan were healing him one after the other, and they sat quietly in the distance when they couldn't bother. It stands to reason that with his kung fu refusal to be injured, could it be that there is a master in Songzhen Hall?

In the laughing tower, Su Fanyu was lying on the ground with twitching hands and feet, and her headache was splitting. She knew that she had been poisoned, which was a strong poison that Song Zhentang did not see, but she didn't expect that she was fortunate enough to be poisoned. As the name suggests, this bone exorcism is to erode her bones, and she thinks that she will fight in pain for a while, and she is afraid that she will be hurt before forcing her away. The pain in her limbs and head was beyond words, everything in the room was shattered, and she even wanted to separate the fragment from her wrist until she saw the bones and then forced the poison out, but there were only two people who could force out the poison today - one was Lan Cangyan, and the other was his master Luo Wanzhou.

She kept twitching, biting the anesthetic in her mouth to no avail, the pain had penetrated deep into the bone marrow, as if it was about to tear her to pieces. Eventually, she fainted in pain.

This article is from the book king novel