Chapter 45: Falling off the cliff

Peach Blossom stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the two people under the moonlight, Cang'er with a sword, and the purple-clothed man with hand-to-hand combat.

But the purple-clothed man was not at a disadvantage at all, and still used his cold palm to fight back at Cang'er's sword.

The purple-clothed man had a scowling expression on his face, and continued: "The Dark Envoy, how did this kind of kung fu that has not grown at all become a secret envoy, isn't it the same as your female honor?" Black-box operation? ”

Cang'er's eyebrows furrowed, and he said: "Han Yuqing, the purple-clothed marquis of the worry-free church, he has no mouth to hide, and today I will let you be my sword soul." ”

Cang'er's sword was even more awe-inspiring, and his eyes were full of thick bloodthirsty impulses.

Suddenly, a silver light flashed, and a bright light like a silver snake struck Cang'er, making a sneak attack from behind, but at this time, Cang'er was inseparable from Han Yuqing, how could he notice what was happening behind him.

Peach Blossom ran up, all she thought about was Cang'er's smile, but she had taken care of her meticulously in the past few days, and while the silver whip had not yet reached Cang'er's back, Peach Blossom rushed up with a brisk step.

Peach Blossom's exclamation interrupted Cang'er's steadiness, and a warm embrace suddenly hit Cang'er's back.

"Cang'er, be careful."

The cold voice of the peach blossom accompanied by a warm embrace sounded in Cang'er's ears.

The silver whip bloomed a beautiful flower on the back of the peach blossom, and the pieces of clothes on the back of the peach blossom were scattered on the ground, and the fresh flesh was blurred.

Han Yuqing raised her eyebrows, and the palm technique in her hand did not stop because of the opponent's distraction, and the Han Yu palm with all her strength accompanied by a full cold air hit the abdomen of the standing Cang'er.

Han Yuqing's full internal force pushed the peach blossoms and Cang'er deeply for dozens of meters to reach the edge of this cliff.

Cang'er held back a mouthful of blood in his heart and stood straight.

Peach Blossom stood behind Cang'er, and behind her was the abyss.

"Master, let me help you."

At that time, the person who was wielding a silver whip and secretly attacked turned out to be a woman, no, a girl, less than one meter six tall, wearing a shiny golden dress, with Qi bangs, and green silk flying all over the sky, she was now innocently talking to Han Yuqing.

Purple-clothed Hou Han Yuqing said with a smile: "The master doesn't trust me so much? ”

The girl said, "Then I don't know, you go back and ask the master." I'm just in charge of helping. ”

The pain in her back made Peach Blossom's face as pale as snow, and the girl's silver whip was really vicious, as if it was stained with salt and chili water.

Cang'er looked at the two people in front of him like a torch, his brows furrowed, these two people are the purple-clothed Hou Han Yuqing of the Worry-Free Sect, and what he is good at using is his set of Hanyu palm techniques, and the golden-clothed woman who later is the golden-clothed Hou Luomei Feng of the Worry-free Sect, and the usual move is the pen and snake wielded by the silver whip in her hand.

While Cang'er was thinking, Peach Blossom was also thinking, she turned her head to look at the abyss behind her, and there were the two great marquis in the Sanssouci Sect standing in front of her.

and the wounded Cang'er.

She slowly stepped back, her right foot was in a volley state, she gently patted Cang'er's shoulder with her left hand, looked at the two who were still arguing, and said softly: "Cang'er, run, if I die, the position of the Qingmen Venerable Lord will be yours." I'm a wreck now anyway, don't let me drag you down. ”

Cang'er's face was shocked, and he turned to see the face of the peach blossom that was as pale as snow.

Cang'er stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Peach Blossom's body that had been falling, but Peach Blossom was bent on seeking death.

Cang'er saw that the shape of her mouth was an escape word.

Cang'er paused for a moment, and suddenly jumped down, in his heart, the life of the Venerable is greater than that of Qingmen and even greater than his own life, after all, he is the secret guard of the Venerable.