The figure of forgetfulness kept moving on the eaves under the moon, and even if someone saw it, they would not be surprised. It's especially common at night in Sinkhole City, and some people will follow them far away, even if they don't know why.

In the distance, you can see people fighting in a small courtyard, more than a dozen people besieging one person, and two people standing next to them are pointing and pointing.

The courtyard was neatly laid with bricks and stones, with a two-story pavilion at one end, a wall with a round door at the other, and a corridor on the other side.

There were many people watching the battle, all sitting on the eaves, and many leaning against the windows. As soon as the forgetfulness came, it attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked like they were "watching the excitement".

A few ups and downs fell to Meng Qingyao's side, and only then did he notice that he knew one of the people who was the leader, that is, the self-proclaimed Dao Wei Zheng, who came to find trouble not long ago, and Gu Xunran were both Taohua's seventh sons.

The dozen or so people seemed to be a little jealous, holding the bright sword and hesitating to step forward. Wei Zheng and another person wearing a purple crown watched for a long time.

Forgetful stretched out his hand and put it on Meng Qingyao's shoulder, and said, "Sister Qingyao, how did you spend it with these people?" ”

Meng Qingyao stretched out his palm and said with a smile: "I was poisoned, and I am relieved that you are here!" For...... I'm going to clean them up. The purple-black mark on the palm of his hand was quite conspicuous.

Seeing Meng Qingyao frowning, he said softly: "I'll help you go over and sit down and rest, and I'll leave the rest to me." As he turned around, he quietly inserted a piece of jade-like leaves into the purple-black mark, and a lot of purple-black blood spilled out for a while, mixed together on the white palm.

Meng Qingyao was helped to sit down on the stone steps, and she cleverly turned her palm down, hiding the slowly blackening leaves and fading purple-black marks.

This little trick is Ye Kong, and it is also a move evolved by the magic power of Cang Xuan. It can only target those yin tricks like maggots on the tarsal bones, such as poison, such as secret arts.

At this moment, it happened to come in handy, but Forgetfulness was not happy at all. Even when the previous girls joked about his miscalculation on the eaves of the broken temple, he was not so indignant.

Turning around, he looked at the person in front of him indifferently, with a smile on his face, after two years of penance, he was no longer a person who was carried away by emotions, even if he was angry, he was an abyss, dark and dark.

More than a dozen minions all retreated in front of Wei Zheng and the others, holding their swords and pointing at them very threateningly. Even if he turned his back to them just now, no one dared to make a mistake.

"Linghu Daoyou, why are you here, this is a grievance between the Purple Star Pavilion and the Lanxing Pavilion, you can't interfere, right?" Wei Zheng said loudly, as if he wanted to tell the onlookers.

Sure enough, some people started talking.

Wei Zheng was even more energetic, and continued: "The person next to him is Huang Jiuchen from the Purple Star Pavilion, and he is the seventh son of Taohua with me. ”

Huang Jiuchen was a little fat, wearing a purple crown on his head, wearing a dark color with a long robe, and the miscellaneous clothes hanging on his waist looked extraordinary. is a kind round face, but he has a pair of angry eyes, and when he looks at it, he knows that he is a person who will repay him.

"Didn't you also interfere in the matter between me and Gu Xunran?" Forgetful had decided to wait for a big fight, but he also wanted to delay it for a while, so that Meng Qingyao would have more room to detoxify and even recover.

"We are both the seven sons of Taohua, and we advance and retreat together."

Huang Jiuchen said: "Well said! ”

"Then Meng Qingyao and I are still friends of Santai and Fourteen, can't we intervene now? Could it be that you Taohua Seven Sons can have other special ones! ”

Maybe it was because Huang Jiuchen was on the side, Wei Zheng was inexplicably calm.

"You said what kind of green onion our Taohua Seven Sons counted, and they wanted to trouble you, but this is not the case in the Daomen, and the words you say are spilled water! We didn't meddle because of the grievances of the sect. ”

"You have memorized this sentence, then you should not forget what I said about looking down on the Immortal Gate of South Vietnam, right?" Forgetfulness tilted his head in contemplation, "Especially the immortal sects like the Gancheng faction, the Yanyu Dao, and the Paishan faction, I despise them the most." ”

The onlookers all laughed, and they all knew that Forgetfulness was good friends with Wu Qiu, Xue Xiaolou and Guo Kai, otherwise they would not be so amiable on the Floating Cloud Platform.

Forgetfulness continued: "Of course, among them, I can look down on Gu Xunran of the White Bone Dao, and his shameless kung fu is unmatched, but later I found out that you are not worse than him." ”

Wei Zheng thought about it for a while and said slowly: "Then what do you mean is to meddle in the grievances between the Purple Star Pavilion and the Lanxing Pavilion, you are not afraid of offending our Taohua Seventh Son, and you are not afraid of offending the Purple Star Pavilion?" ”

"Use the sect to oppress people? It turns out that it can still be like this...... Then do you want to make the fox forget to meddle in this matter, or do you want the Red Dust Pavilion to let the fox forget to meddle in this matter? ”

The onlookers burst into laughter. Wei Zheng's wishful thinking is good, but the bottom of the kettle is too ruthless.

Huang Jiuchen said: "It's the same generation, why pull out the sect, but I still advise Fox Daoyou to say that it's best not to interfere in the grievances between the sects." ”

"In the eyes of the Red Dust Pavilion, there is no distinction between good and evil, there is no difference between demons and demons, only enemies and friends! Not only did you hurt my friend, but you also used the method of poisoning! What do you think I should do to you? ”

The onlookers were in an uproar, even some poisonous Dao sects rarely did things to come to the door after using poison, it was purely urging the onset of toxicity, and it was a disgraceful act that tortured people.

"We don't know that Meng Daoyou was poisoned, otherwise we would persuade Brother Huang to spare her and seek revenge next time." Wei Zheng shook the folding fan, very breezy and light.

The onlookers were silent for a while, and they all looked at the forgetfulness, and many of them hoped to clean up this shameless person.

When a coincidence meets a coincidence, it is not a coincidence.

"In that case! I'm going to intervene, you! Forgetfulness pointed at Wei Zheng, and then pointed at everyone in many ways one by one, and said calmly, "Including you, what can I do?" He didn't plan to be verbose, and directly conjured up five psychic powers, except for Jizo, the other four were floating above the back of his head.

"Linghu Daoyou insists on this, then don't blame the sword for being eyeless for a while!" Huang Jiuchen sacrificed his weapon, a pair of short maces, about two feet long; Wei Zheng just shook the folding fan in his hand, that is, it became bigger as a weapon.

The seven sons of Taohua watched their battle on the Baiyun ring steps, and Wei Zheng and Gu Xunran both felt that they were just suffering from the unfamiliar moves; Huang Jiuchen didn't take them in his eyes at all, and intuitively felt that if he went to the competition, he would be more powerful than them; Feng Chuanya just watched the battle carefully, and he was more attentive than the other six; The remaining three barely said a word while watching the battle, and these three people happened to be the three strongest of their Taohua Seven Princes, and they didn't know what they were thinking, even a few people who were also Taohua Seven Princes.

Jizo slowly sank into the ground, making a mysterious gesture of heart. After returning to the sacrifice, he pointed obliquely to the ground, and sighed without emotion. Even if it is such a fight, there are always people who think of themselves as very high and come to make trouble, it seems that I am wrong, and I have to convince them to do it.

As soon as the love thread was broken, it fell into the masonry in front of Forgetful Love, and twenty ghost hands suddenly came out, sticking to the ground with ink and attacking the person opposite.

Huang Jiuchen and Wei Zheng hurriedly separated and swept towards Forgetfulness, and Forgetfulness took the return as plain as an abyss, and with a thought, three ghost hands were separated on each side and turned towards them like a wave of ink.

The ghost hand seems to be slow, but it is actually very fast, just like someone holding a brush to make paper on the ground and swaying ink. So he caught up with Huang Jiuchen and Wei Zheng at once, the former slammed into the ghost hand that jumped up with a short mace, and the latter used the big beat style in the Xiaoyao incense fan, and slapped towards the ghost hand with great force.

The ghost hand only retracted the ink and flexibly dodged the moves of the two, and then they both burst out, hitting the weapons of their return.

With just one move, the two were intercepted by forgetfulness.

The worry in Wei Zheng's eyes flashed, and when he looked back, he saw that the dozen or so cultivators who came with them were all choked by the ghosts' hands and dragged to forget their feelings.

Forgetful and silent, the coldness of silence is extreme.

Huang Jiuchen was a little annoyed, and suddenly felt very frustrated in his heart, as if all the battles were not worth mentioning. He stepped on the meteor purple step, and the starlight splashed with every step; Transporting the purple qi micro star trick makes the purple gas swirl on the short mace, and there are starlight dots on it.

Wei Zheng also moved when he heard the wind, and quickly swept towards forgetfulness, but in the end, he was a few steps slower than Huang Jiuchen.

Seeing Huang Jiuchen's momentum, he was still unmoved, and dragged the dozen people with his ghost hands. When Huang Jiuchen rushed to a foot away from him, he forgot his feelings and waved back.

Huang Jiuchen slowed down his body and handed out a pair of short hammers to attack Forget, but he only heard a crane chirping. Wei Zheng was originally a little slower, and he quickly chased back when he saw this situation.

The ghost hand didn't move, but he still grabbed the necks of those people. Forgetfulness stood beside them, but he didn't want to embarrass them.

The left hand raised his hand and threw two crystal shuttles in a row to drag Wei Zheng and Huang Jiuchen who were rushing back, and the leaves kept flying out of his hands, some stuck to those people, and some fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, the tree grew wildly, and the sharp branches were haunted by it, and the dozens of people were actually tied up by the tree, and not only that, but the tree also connected them together like a rope, like the distribution of leaf veins.

At this time, the ghost hand dissipated, and the envoy of Forgetfulness pulled them to the ground.

Some of the onlookers were already laughing, what was the difference between this and escorting prisoners in the red dust?

Only then did he speak, in a very flat tone.

"Don't move around, this trick is called Jurong, the 'Jurong' of all glory, if you don't ...... together"

The men all screamed.

Forgetfulness said slowly: "Then wait to be pierced by a thousand holes!" ”

Those people were honest all of a sudden, and they didn't break free with one heart. The spikes immediately sank into the tree, and they were spared the pain of flesh and skin, but they had to sit quietly on the ground, but became the closest bystanders.

Seeing that the minions were trapped, Wei Zheng was fine, after all, it was not the first time he had encountered such a situation. Huang Jiuchen's face was a little unbearable, and his originally amiable face was rubbed with annoyance, a little hideous and terrifying.

"No one is in the way, let's take a look at how the two of you, as the seventh son of Taohua, let me not interfere in the so-called grievances between the Purple Star Pavilion and the Lanxing Pavilion."

looked at Wei Zheng and Huang Jiuchen with emotion, and they all felt funny. Gu Xunran thinks very highly of himself and has empty eyes, this Wei Zheng is not worse than him, and even the ability to gang up is also learned. And that Huang Jiuchen has never seen the world before, neither knows the height of the sky and the earth, nor does he know that the door is sinister.