The sword light was fierce and fierce, and the sword qi was unbridled and unbridled, sweeping through thousands of armies and enveloping everything that Zong Zhengke saw within a radius of half a mile in front of him.

I heard a scream of rage, and blood spurted straight into the sky. Zong Zhengke was slightly stunned, why did she sound a little familiar with this painful voice. It seems that in which distant year, there were also people who screamed so badly?

But at this time, she didn't have time to think about the past. With one blow, the half-moon scimitar flew back, the sword soul disappeared into her body, and she turned around and ran again.

has the bonus of the sword soul, and the blow just now almost consumed seventy percent of her true qi. But its terrifying power, even if it is a powerhouse of the innate three realms, it can't be eaten and walked!

For most of the past half a year, she has not slackened in the slightest, and has been practicing every day. She has a deeper understanding and perception of knife techniques, and her lethality has also increased a lot.

It's a pity that the tailgator was only seriously wounded and did not die, and did not abandon the pursuit because of this, but, strangely, did not fight back either. Zong Zhengke secretly pondered, and secretly sighed and annoyed.

She felt that Mingxin had at least one sentence right, senior brother, he was really stunned! He seems to have some kind of obsession with himself, and it can even be said that he has become his inner demon.

This blind evasion is not the way, it is still necessary to solve the problem of facing the gong and the drum. However, that will only be done after making sure that Li Yi is safe and sound.

Soon, Zong Zhengke found out that something was wrong. It turned out that there was not only one person who was tailgating, and now, at least two strange powerful auras were chasing after them, and they intended to form an encirclement around themselves.

However, the other party still didn't take any powerful attack methods, but only exuded an aura of coercion above the innate realm more and more clearly, trying to force her to slow down with force.

This is the rhythm of being captured alive.

Zong Zhengke was not panicked, since the other party was jealous, then she had a little more chance to escape. She had already had an elixir in her mouth that could quickly restore her true qi, and now her true qi had increased to half of its original level. With a pillar of incense or so, she can use Fang Cai's amazing momentum to kill.

However, her thoughts should be detected by her pursuers. In the secluded mountain forest, a sobbing voice suddenly sounded, followed by a whimpering Dong Xiao playing a strange tune.

Zong Zhengke's mind was dizzy. His steps stumbled slightly, and he almost fell. This made the enemy of the sonic attack too deep in this way, and the first piece of music was played, which effectively interfered with Zong Zhengke's sanity.

She swallowed the pill. Biting the tip of his tongue hard, he sobered himself up with pain, and then muttered Buddhist scriptures. The sound of a vague chant echoed through the jungle, trying to contend with the terrifying sound waves of the other party's musician.

Even if she didn't fall headlong, her speed slowed down a lot. The opponent's attack still worked. Zong Zhengke was also helpless about this, so he could only do his best to support it.

After such a stalemate for most of the incense, Zong Zhengke thought that his true qi had recovered to about eighty percent. She couldn't let that musician play any longer, she had to strike first, or she would get lost in the sound sooner or later.

Just as he was about to turn, he did not flee but faced the pursuers, when suddenly a figure flashed in front of him, and two strong true qi attacked from the left and right. Zong Zhengke was shocked, shouted angrily, and the half-moon scimitar flashed. The sword light was divided into two, facing the enemy head-on.

However, this time, the scattered sword light did not cause much effective damage to the enemy - the opponent did not say a word, and avoided the sword momentum like electricity. However, the enemy's True Qi attack was also avoided by Zong Zhengke.

In fact, the other party didn't use all his strength at all, these two true qi were just to stop her. Even if she really resisted, it was only a small injury. Zong Zhengke frowned slightly and stood in place.

Ahead, behind her, left and right, five figures slowly appeared, hidden in the dark jungle, tightly surrounding her. Then. The sound of the flute also disappeared.

"Girl, why are you so ruthless?" Someone hissed and asked.

Zong Zhengke turned his head, and a figure behind him slowly became clear. Her pupils shrank, and her voice was bitter: "Uncle Ou." It's you. No wonder it sounds so familiar!

"It's only been a long time since I saw you, girl, and you don't remember the old slave's voice anymore. Then do you still remember that year you went mad, and the old slave did not hesitate to surrender himself to save your life first, and you waited for the master to save you? Uncle Ou stepped forward slowly, his body thin. His face was white and beardless, he bent his waist slightly, and coughed twice after saying a few words.

This old man is the first henchman to be used by the side of the Supreme Trend of the Great Trend. At the same time, he is also a powerful internal supervisor in the Great Qin Palace, who is no less powerful than the current chief of the inner court.

When Zong Zhengke was a child, when she was raised by the Supreme Trend of the Great Trend, her food, clothing and daily life were all handled by Uncle Ou, and even the Pudu monks praised the fine care.

Moreover, as Uncle Ou said, that life-threatening madness, if it weren't for Uncle Ou's tragic method of self-destructive cultivation to protect her faint breath first, she would definitely not be able to wait for the Supreme Trend.

Facing the old man in front of him who had taken good care of him and saved him, Zong Zhengke was very uneasy. She never expected that Uncle Ou, an important person who was deeply trusted by the little senior brother and could not leave for a moment, would appear in the enemy who ambushed her.

"I'm sorry for your injury...... How is it? She asked sneeringly.

"Can't die. Over the years, the old slave has been blessed by the Lord and obtained a few peerless medicines that have been kept in the palace for at least a hundred years, and he has practiced his cultivation again. The reason why the old slave was able to get such a favor, girl, you must know the reason. Uncle Ou sighed.

He continued to say quietly, "However, when the old slave hears these words in his ears, he wants to make the old slave die in a hurry!" Girl, girl, people say that Lang's heart is like iron, but your heart can be so cold and hard, it's really chilling. ”

"Uncle Ou, I can only say I'm sorry." Zong Zhengke's eyes were cold, not moved at all, and he said lightly, "Little Senior Brother is sincere, I can only understand it." People's hearts are unpredictable, and this is something that no one can control. In this life, my little brother and I only have the fate of the same brother and sister, and nothing else! ”

Uncle Ou coughed twice, and his kind expression gradually turned cold, staring deeply at the girl standing still in the night breeze. After a moment, he asked in a low voice, "If there is no kid surnamed Li......"

"Even if there is no Li Yi in this world, I will not marry the little senior brother!" Zong Zhengke said categorically, "Don't say that you are a concubine, even if it is a queen, I don't want to." In my life, I just want to be a single-minded person, live a dull life where the two are happy and unsuspecting, and I don't want to get involved in any intrigue. If you can't get your wish, the ancient Buddha with the green lantern can also live a safe life! (To be continued.) )