The previous few Burning Heaven disciples said something to each other and slowly walked out, Nan Yang and Qing Huan waited for them to pass with bated breath, and only when the footsteps spread down the stairs did they regain their normal breath and march on the beam towards the end of the corridor.

At the end of the hallway was the door of a room, guarded by two men with knives. Nan Yang pulled Qinghuan to squat on the beam outside the door, hanging right above the heads of the two people. From where they were squatting, they could see through a few gaps in the room.

The room was very spacious, and a row of beaded curtains hung in front of the upper seat to block the people behind it, but it was not difficult to see that a tall man wearing a black hat sat in the back. In front of the bead curtain, on both sides stood a sturdy man with a shoulder knife from the mouth of Duanxi and a woman in Miao clothes.

Jun Qiao, wearing a white jade mask, sat opposite them, and behind him stood Wuji, Wugong, and Nameless.

Behind the bead curtain, there was the sound of the teacup lid scraping the rim of the cup, accompanied by the sound of ceramic rubbing, and the voice of a calm middle-aged man: "What is the name of this son?" ”

Junqiao smiled: "A wanderer, there is no name. ”

"Miaoshan," the middle-aged man suddenly called, "go and pour a cup of tea for the guest." ”

"Yes, master." The woman in Miao clothes took a few steps forward, her face was charming, her movements were charming, her eyes were full of bewitching bones, and her waist twisted and twisted with a teapot to pour tea for Junqiao.

Nan Yang saw the steaming tea poured from the teapot, squinted his eyes, took Qinghuan's hand, and wrote on her palm: "The tea is different." ”

Qinghuan frowned and stared inside without blinking.

Junqiao took a sip of the teacup and lowered his head, but spit it back into the cup without a trace, put the teacup aside, and said: "I heard that this senior likes to listen to other people in the rivers and lakes talk about some interesting things, so I came here, I don't know what the predecessor wants to hear?" ”

"It's just some strange things on the rivers and lakes," the middle-aged man chuckled, "Do you know the Shanshan Sect?" ”

"I know, there is a sect with strange whereabouts on the rivers and lakes, and the people in the sect are not clean in their hands, and it is said that it is a sect that specializes in fighting for a living." Junqiao was a little strange, but he still replied in a regular manner.

"Then have you heard that the people of the Shanshan faction stole a tomb in Lingqiu Mountain a few years ago," the middle-aged man took a sip of tea and paused, "It is the tomb of a concubine on the right side of the emperor's side, called the tomb of Concubine Ji." ”

"I'm sorry, I've never heard of this." Junqiao frowned, less and less understanding what the man was asking.

"Then you should know about the Burning Heaven Gate, right?" The middle-aged man laughed again, his voice was a little cold, "And the master of the Burning Heaven Gate, hearing thunder?" ”

Junqiao's fingers tightened, and he raised his eyes and gave Wuji a look.

"So do you know that Wen Jinglei has a daughter named Wen Yuluo?" The middle-aged man's voice became more and more strict, and every word spit out had an aura of not being angry and arrogant, and he couldn't tolerate anyone rejecting his question.

Smell the rain falling.

Smell the rain and fall ......!

Qinghuan's body shook violently when she heard this name, something flashed in her mind, but she couldn't catch it, she closed her eyes, and a voice kept sounding in her head:

"After the thunder, there will be rain, and it will be called to smell the rain......"

"Ah Luo...... Do you like the name or not? ”

"When the rain falls and grows up, he will be the most beautiful person in the world......"

"Aluo, do you remember where your home is? Who came out with whom? ”

"Alo......

Nan Yang felt Qinghuan tremble, put his arm around her shoulder, and looked at her worriedly.

A layer of fine sweat was suffocated from the corners of Qinghuan's forehead, she squinted her eyes and covered her head, and she couldn't grasp the broken memories in the distance, which made her suddenly have a deep sense of fear and powerlessness.

"I'm sorry, senior, I don't know anything about what you're talking about." Junqiao's voice tightened.

"Yes...... How can anyone else know about these old things......" The middle-aged man sighed.

Miao Shanhu spoke: "Master, this matter has been going on for so many years, and the people sent out to find it have no results, so you better give up." ”

When Junqiao heard Miaoshan's words, his expression was restrained, he stood up suddenly, and shouted: "You just heard thunder!" ”

The three of them quickly surrounded Jun Qiao, blocked in front of her, and drew their swords out of their sheaths.

"Why, didn't you already know that I was thundering?" The middle-aged man sneered, "Otherwise, would you still disguise yourself as a man and wear a mask to come here to see me, Lord Shaogu?" ”

"You already knew it was me!" Junqiao secretly said badly, slapped the table hard, and also pulled out his sword.

The two disciples at the door broke into the door and blocked the back road of Junqiao.

"How did I not know it was you, not only did I know that it was you, but I also knew that there were your friends squatting on the beams of the house outside, since they were all here, why don't you come down and come into the house to have a cup of tea together? Well? Wen Jinglei sneered.

Nan Yang's lips pursed into a line, and said to Qing Huan: "The wound on your chest is not healed yet, stay here, don't go down, wait for me to come back." ”

Qinghuan opened his mouth to say something, but before he could say anything, Nan Yang had already pulled out the frost, and the white clothes flew and fell.

Qing Huan took out the phoenix feather sword pinned behind her, and when she wanted to follow Nan Yang down, a chaotic brain and a sudden tingling chest made her suddenly freeze on the beam, she held the phoenix feather sword in her hand, and the other hand tightly covered her chest, for some reason, her heart that had been recovering well suddenly became in sharp pain.

She closed her eyes tightly and tried to relieve the pain in her brain, but it was useless, she tried to open her eyes and look into the room, only to see Nan Yang in white and Jun Qiao in Tsing Yi fighting with the people inside, and the flying clothes made her dizzy and dizzy.

She's still inside, how can she beg for peace here.

Qinghuan bit her lip tightly, and forcibly took the phoenix feather sword to fall down the beam of the room and enter the house.

Jun Qiao somehow, as if her body was suddenly overwhelmed, the blade of the sword hit the ground, and she knelt straight on the ground, she gritted her teeth and said hatefully: "Impossible...... How could I ......?"

Nan Yang frowned when she saw Qinghuan, and a few flashed to her side, firmly protecting her, and her voice was cold: "Didn't you let you stay outside!" ”

"If I had told you so, would you have obediently watched me take my adventures from outside?" Qinghuan asked rhetorically.

Nan Yang glanced at her in a daze and didn't speak.

Qinghuan participated in the fight, but Junqiao was soft on the ground, and the situation on both sides was chaotic for a while. Qinghuan glanced at Junqiao and took the time to say, "The tea you just drank!" There is Gu inside, and you will enter your body after you hit the rim of the cup! ”

Junqiao's consciousness has not been completely lost, but he just stared at the bead curtain.

The only people who fought with them were the two guards, the man with the knife and Myoseon. Wen Jinglei still sat firmly behind the bead curtain.

The three of Wuji, Wugong and Nameless restrained the guards and Miaoshan, and Nan Yang and Qinghuan dealt with the knife-wielding man.

"Oh, I really don't know what you're struggling with, you're already trapped in a cage, and you're all dead, so it's better to be happy." Miao Shan smiled coquettishly.

The situation on Junqiao's side gradually fell, and the three of them killed two guards, but they were slowly forced to retreat by the messy Gu poison in Miaoshan's hand, and a small Gu worm that didn't know what it was flew to Nameless's body, but after a while, Nameless's head was inexplicably separated from his body and flew straight out.

Qinghuan was so disgusted by the strong visual impact that she could turn around and see Nan Yang's light figure up and down, trying to capture a trace of peace of mind.

Wuji and Wugong were forced to the side of Qinghuan and Nanyang, and the situation instantly became four to two. Even so, they didn't get a little cheap, and the sturdy shoulder knife man's knife technique was very exquisite, blocking Nan Yang's attacks one by one.

"Miaoshan-" Wen Jinglei suddenly spoke in a deep voice.

The six people were stopped by this voice, and Wuji and Wugong stood in front of Nan Yang and Qinghuan, staring at Miaoshan and the knife-bearer with nervous and panting faces. Time was quiet for a while.

Qing Huan felt that her head seemed to explode, and everything seemed to be covered with a layer of blood-red mist, she gasped in her mouth, tightly held the phoenix feather sword in her hand, and suddenly felt a burst of heat in her nose, and then a nosebleed dripped down her skin, splashing on her light blue clothes, which was extremely conspicuous.

"Master...... You go quickly...... I'll help you block it with nothing, you go quickly, ......" Qinghuan's eyes were red, and it was very difficult to speak.

"Light Huan!" Nan Yang shouted in a panic, helplessly watching her nosebleed more and more.

Hearing the thunder, he chuckled: "Miaoshan, treat our guests well, don't leave any of them behind." ”

"Yes, Master." Miaoshan's beautiful Danfeng eyes were slightly raised, but they were very frightening at the moment.

Nan Yang pursed her lips and stared at the back of the bead curtain.

Qinghuan spoke intermittently: "I used to ...... Heard of ...... With the power of the three deities, they can't kill the thunder...... If he's involved in a moment...... We...... None of them will survive...... Master, you go quickly......"

"Enough!" Nan Yang seemed to be angry, and his voice was cold.

"I ...... The wound recurred...... I can't live, you go...... Let's go......" Qinghuan choked, holding his chest tightly with one hand, and holding the phoenix feather sword with the other hand and pointing ahead, but trembling abnormally. She struggled to move her steps to get in front of Nanyang.

"As a human teacher, leaving my apprentice to be a shield for myself, do you think I will do such a thing!" Nan Yang stared at Qing Huan's bun that had spread out at some point, and the long black hair that was scattered behind him.

"But you...... It's not just my master......" smiled bitterly and wiped his nose indiscriminately, "You are more important than my own life, my life is yours, I deserve to repay your kindness......"

Nan Yang only felt a pain in his heart, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword became tighter and tighter, and said word by word: "Do you think that if you die, I will be able to live alone?" ”

"......" A tear overflowed from the corner of Qinghuan's eye, mixed into the blood stain on his chin.

The thought in Nan Yang's mind flickered, and he suppressed his voice and said to Wuji and Wugong: "Remember to pick up your young valley master and run for a while." ”

Wuself and Wugong looked at each other and nodded shallowly.

Nan Yang stepped on a complex and strong light gong pace, quickly broke through the circle, shook out the bamboo pipe that had been put into the cuff earlier, quickly disassembled the bamboo pipe, and waved the Gu inside with the wind brought up by the cuff to Miao Shan and the knife man who were too late to guard.

Miao Shan saw the little black seed's face change in shock, and shouted, "Get out of the way!" ”

Taking advantage of this rare and precious vacancy, Wuji quickly went to pick up Junqiao, who was already unconscious, and Wugong also ran to hug Wuming, whose head and body were separated, Nan Yang hugged Qinghuan, and several people jumped out of the window on the fifth floor, using all their strength to carry light gong, and disappeared into the vast night in a few blinks.

Miao Shan looked at the black Gu worms all over the ground with palpitations, gritted his teeth, and was about to chase after him, when he heard a calm voice behind the bead curtain:

"There's no need to chase it, let them go, a few juniors, it won't work, we still have things to do."

"Yes, Master." Miao Shan had no choice but to bow his head respectfully, looking at the black Gu in that place with a complicated gaze.