Meng Shichen never thought that he would see such a Juying faction, and it was a dilapidated scene from the foot of the mountain. The plants in the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info fell to the ground lifelessly, and only the grass with the strongest vitality was still standing firmly.

In many places, the stones were shattered by external forces, and there were terrifying corpses lying on the ground.

Patches of dirt turned up, as if they had been shoveled off the ground by a giant monster. The big tree turned on its side, and the roots of the tree were broken and hung on it one by one, although there was not a trace of smoke and fire, but it was just as thrilling.

In her memory, the bamboo forest she had seen in Shang Junzhu's past memories was also destroyed beyond recognition.

"These new Witch Sect outcasts are too scary, aren't they? Where are they attacking the Juying faction, they are simply lifting the Juying faction together with the land! "Leaping from the painting on the broken tree, the handsome eyebrows on the bewitching and beautiful face are twisted into a ball.

Meng Shichen swept over the thorny branches, and finally landed on a relatively intact stone. Although the stone was intact, it was still stained with blood and had turned dark black.

A figure landed beside her, followed by more than twenty more people.

"Let's hope we're not too late." The person who spoke was Yue Yi, who was dressed in an official robe today, leading the twenty-four guards under his command to take the lead, and the soldiers were in the back.

On the day he told Tuanzi that he came to the Juying faction, Meng Shichen flew a pigeon and passed a book to Yue Yi, telling him to tell the emperor the news of the jade seal in the hands of Xinwumen first, so as to buy more time.

Unexpectedly, he not only won half a month, but also personally led the troops to rush over.

Meng Shichen turned his head to look at him, and the face of the bridge that was red by the sun was obviously displeased: "If the disciples of the New Witch Sect have not faded, no matter how many people you bring here, they will be sent to death." These monsters can't be dealt with with a little martial arts, otherwise the Juying faction would not have ended up in such a miserable situation. ”

"Moreover, they will not bring the heirloom jade seal to the battlefield." At the end, Meng Shichen added another sentence.

"But here you are." Yue Yi's side face was as rigid as ever, but it showed a rigid and resolute line, "If you lose this 'eye' of yours, how can this official find it?" And, there is my good brother on the mountain. ”

"Whether he is dead or alive, I want to see him." Yue Yi dropped this sentence loudly, and with a force under his feet, he stepped on the stone and flicked it, and the whole person immediately flew out like an arrow.

The chief guards behind him also swished to keep up, and only then did they fall beside Meng Shichen, raising their eyebrows and looking at Yue Yi's back: "I haven't seen anyone who is obsessed with sending them to death." To protect you, I alone is enough. ”

"Let's go." Meng Shichen ignored him and clenched his soul blade to catch up.

In this operation, Shang Junzhu and Song Yu stayed at the house, and the little girl was also there. But Tuanzi followed, she was in Meng Shichen's soul blade at this time, and it was the red-crowned crane who taught her for a long time before this little girl learned.

Before she arrived, she strengthened the barrier outside the courtyard to ensure that the undead and the dead could not enter. Even if there are ** controlled soul slayers who will go in, Shang Junzhu and them can run away.

Meng Shichen was so at ease, in fact, he was sure that the new Wumen would not guess that it was her people who had robbed the little girl. Therefore, they will think that the dango is safe in the yard and should not go to trouble until they find the little girl.

"What are you doing with a solemn face? I heard Shang Junzhu say that you and the Juying faction are enemies, even if you don't draw your sword and face each other, you won't stand on the same position. Their death has nothing to do with you, what are you doing with a straight face? Away from the painting caught up with her, his tone was uneven.

Meng Shichen glanced at him: "When did Shang Junzhu tell you that?" "That guy doesn't look like someone who talks about the past when he meets people.

"When drunk." Lihua replied very proudly. Meng Shichen sweated wildly, the amount of alcohol in these two guys was very different, and he really didn't know what to do with the painting.

"I'm not worried about the Juying faction, I'm worried about Tan Jiuling." That being said, there were actually quite a few things she was worried about, such as what would happen to the disciples of the New Witch Sect who rushed up at this time and encountered Dabo.

He nodded his head from the painting, and this explanation was easier for him to explain. Speaking of which, he was still cultivated by an elder of the Juying faction, but he didn't have a good impression of them.

The mountain where the Juying faction built the mountain gate is actually a continuous group of peaks, and at the bottom is a large mountain, which is divided from the halfway point of the mountain. In addition, it is a ridiculously large kind of mountain, and it is estimated that it took half an hour to fly with light power when it was halfway up the mountain.

Standing in this mountain range, Meng Shichen once again realized how strong the destruction ability of the New Witch Sect was.

Yue Yi and the others suddenly slowed down, turning into the kind of cats walking quickly on the ground with their waists bent, like shadows walking through the dilapidated forest. The badly damaged stone steps can still be clearly seen in the woods.

Meng Shichen gave a gesture to Lihua, and the other party immediately fell into place, and then followed her towards the mountain.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Meng Shichen found that all the caution just now was in vain. There have been no Wumen disciples here for a long time, but there is a group of Xuanzhimen people here, their robes are dusty, and there are many injured people among them.

Meng Shichen could see at a glance that thanks to the fact that there was a person she was familiar with standing in front of the team - Li Shangying. Moreover, these people were uniformly dressed, and it seemed as if no other sect was present.

"Your information isn't very reliable, someone has come to save the Juying faction." Meng Shichen endured the smell of blood that rushed to his nose and walked up and stood side by side with Yue Yi.

Yue Yi frowned: "You whisper......"

"Who!"

Her voice was not loud or small, but she was heard by Li Shangying and them. Meng Shichen coughed lightly twice and walked out from behind the towering ancient tree that had turned over on his side, and looked at the person opposite with a calm face: "Gongzi Li, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Shi Chen?" Li Shangying raised his hand to stop the person who was carrying the sword and wanted to cut over, "Why did you get here?" This is ......" His gaze reached into the person behind Meng Shichen.

She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Lord Yue Yiyue, we met when we were in Guyang Town. You forgot? ”

"Uh...... The one I know, I'm talking about him. Li Shangying chuckled and pointed at the painting. In this short moment, he had already looked up and down at least five times, and even the other disciples of the Xuanzhi Sect looked at the painting with different faces.

A certain painting is not happy to be seen, and when the eyebrows are crossed, he is about to release a nightmare: "What do you see?" Beware of the young man gouging out your eyeballs! ”

"He, his name is Lihua, and he is one of my contract spirits. It's very good. Meng Shichen dug away from the painting at the right time, and the latter stood beside her with a cold face of dissatisfaction, "I came here to find a friend, and I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to cope with the war alone, so I brought the painting away." ”

(To be continued.) )