"Then the top priority is that you quickly take care of your body, remember that saving your life is the most important thing, and you are not allowed to joke with your life in the future. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Xin Yao tightened her fingers, as if by doing so, Meng Qingzhi would promise herself because of this.

Meng Qingzhi smiled, he didn't think that he had ever made any jokes with his life, only once, he didn't care about his life to block the secret weapon for Xin Yao and his life was dying, but this kind of disregard for life was by no means a joke, even if he knew that it was a dead end, in order to protect Xin Yao, Meng Qingzhi would still stand up desperately.

"Okay, a word is a certainty, let's be greedy for life and fear death together, and live a long life." Meng Qingzhi's little finger was also a little hard, and when Doctor Bin detoxified both Meng Qingzhi and Xin Yao, the days to come must be full of expectations.

"Haha, greedy for life and afraid of death, a word is a certainty." Xin Yao responded, and there was a feeling of pain from her little finger, it seemed that Meng Qingzhi's strength had recovered, and he was able to hook Xin Yao.

At this time, Xin Yao suddenly withdrew her finger and made a boo gesture at Meng Qingzhi, she noticed that a group of people were approaching not far away, and the ones who could walk around in this courtyard should be the disciples of the Guyue Sect.

Meng Qingzhi and Xin Yao hurriedly held their breath and sat motionless on the ground, waiting for the group of people to get closer and closer, they might just be passing by, after all, who would have nothing to do to enter this deserted Qing Pavilion, the two people in the room calmed down and watched the changes.

Xin Yao withdrew her internal strength, she was afraid that when she probed the other party, she would be detected by the other party in turn.

But even if you don't use internal force, you can still hear the voices of the group of people, and the footsteps and voices are getting closer and closer, and just outside the Qing Pavilion, the group of people stopped.

"It's so unfortunate that I can't find anyone." A familiar voice came from outside the house, the person who spoke was Ling Jinyun, he was ordered by Ling Zhuo to lead a large group of disciples of the Guyue Sect to go out to search for the whereabouts of Meng Qingyi and his party, but after looking for a long time but in vain, Meng Qingzhi was like evaporating from the world, and he couldn't find it everywhere.

"It's strange, we have indeed searched everywhere Xiaoshan's disciples went, it doesn't make sense." A disciple of the Ancient Moon Sect wondered and said, since the people of Xiaoshan rescued Meng Qingzhi, it stands to reason that they should take Meng Qingzhi with them to take care of and protect them.

"Aren't they with that group of people in Xiaoshan?" Another Gu Yue Sect disciple speculated.

"Impossible, that Meng Qingzhi is seriously injured, no matter how wasteful the group of people in Xiaoshan is, they won't even have this bit of morality, and they will immediately leave him alone if they rescue him." Ling Jinyun denied the previous speculation of the Gu Yue Sect disciple.

"It must be somewhere around here." The Gu Yue Sect disciple speculated that Meng Qingzhi must have been hiding in some secret place, and that they had overlooked it when they were searching.

"We're going to keep searching, and we're going to search them out if we don't sleep tonight." Ling Jinyun's eyes became gloomy, and he gave an order, with so many Gu Yue Sect disciples under his command, even if they walked thirty miles in the vicinity, they would dig Meng Qingzhi out.

"Everyone mentions the spirit, if you live to see people and die, you have to see corpses, and you can search until you go." The Gu Yue Sect disciple behind Ling Jinyun clapped his palms and motioned for everyone to cheer up, it seemed that tonight was another sleepless night.

"What about Song She, is there any news from him?" Ling Jinyun suddenly asked about the situation of his henchman Song She, he originally intended to let Song She lead a group of Guyue Sect disciples to act separately, but Song She volunteered to go to the most remote place to search, and gave this opportunity to show off with a large number of disciples to Ling Jinyun's other followers.

"No, he went to the big lake alone to search, and he hasn't heard from him yet, so he shouldn't have found it." Someone replied.

"Hmph, this stupid shortage, you can know with your toes, how could Meng Qingzhi escape in the direction of the big lake, not to mention the water monster of the big lake, just the terrain of the big lake, there is an empty lake, there is not even a hiding place, and a fool will not hide there if he escapes." A disciple of the Gu Yue Sect scoffed, thinking that Song She was destined to work in vain and was bound to return empty-handed.

"Let's go, let's go to the inn again, now it's night, there are too many beasts in the mountains and forests outside to hide, maybe now Meng Qingzhi has sneaked back to the inn." Ling Jinyun did not continue to comment on Song She's behavior, he analyzed Meng Qingzhi's possible whereabouts, now that it was night, Meng Qingzhi was most likely to stay in the inn.

"Let's go back to the inn." The disciples of the Ancient Moon Sect were gearing up, planning to go to the inn again.

Just as Ling Jinyun was about to leave with many disciples of the Guyue Sect, perhaps because the dust in the Qing Pavilion's house was too heavy, Meng Qingzhi only felt that the itching in his throat was abnormal, he endured it again and again, his lungs swelled like fire, but unfortunately, at this last moment, Meng Qingzhi's face was flushed, and he finally couldn't help but start coughing.

At this time, the moon was clear and the stars were clear, and suddenly a thunderclap exploded in the air, which shook the roof of the Qing Pavilion and trembled a few times, but not a drop of rain fell. If it weren't for this huge thunder, Meng Qingzhi's cough would definitely be exposed, but it happened that when Meng Qingzhi couldn't help coughing, thunder just sounded, cleverly covering up his coughing sound.

"Wait, I seem to hear movement in the Qing Pavilion." However, there were still Gu Yue Sect disciples who noticed something unusual, and someone heard the sound of a stranger coughing before the thunder sounded.

"No, all I heard was the thunder." Most of the Gu Yue Sect disciples said they hadn't heard it.

"Since there are suspicions, it doesn't hurt for us to go in and take a look." Ling Jinyun looked at the Qing Pavilion, this was once a place where some enemies were imprisoned, and to put it bluntly, it was a place to torture people, but in recent years, the sect leader and the Seven Saints of the Ancient Moon Sect have become more and more unable to ask about the grievances of the rivers and lakes, and more and more time has been spent practicing swordsmanship, so the Qing Pavilion has been vacant.

I don't know how many fresh lives have been tortured to death in the Qing Pavilion, there are too many unjust souls here, even if it has been vacant, no one dares to move in.

When night fell, layers of black clouds appeared in the sky, and the ink was poured over, looking through the hole in the wall towards the Qing Pavilion, the courtyard was depressed, and the fallen leaves swept by the cold wind were scattered in the darkness like ghosts.

Xin Yao gestured towards Meng Qingzhi, she first pressed Meng Qingzhi's shoulder and motioned for him to stay where he was, while Xin Yao quietly slipped out and made some noises in the distance of the Qing Pavilion, leading Ling Jinyun and his party away.

Meng Qingzhi dragged Xin Yao's arm and shook his head desperately, he didn't want Xin Yao to fall back into the Guyue Sect in order to lure Ling Jinyun away.

Xin Yao calmly pushed away Meng Qingzhi's hand and patted her chest, indicating that she was confident that she would be able to retreat with her whole body.

Then Xin Yao gently stroked Meng Qingzhi's forehead, stroked the place where the lip print was sprinkled, and looked at Meng Qingzhi's gaze, affectionate.

Touching Xin Yao's gaze, Meng Qingzhi was stunned and unconsciously lowered his head.