Lu Fenfang and Su He quietly left Qinrui Garden, and when they saw that the disciples were all making a fuss, they stopped a disciple who was running away with a sword and asked, "Dare to ask this senior brother, what happened here?" ”

That male disciple happened to be a disciple of Sang Rouxuan, seeing that Lu Xiangfang's dress was not the same door, it was not Yun Hanju's hateful rat, so he said politely: "Senior Sister Yuan was seriously injured by Yun Hanju's sneak attack and is being treated in the Huozhu Pavilion, let's go to the Zicui Dan room, please Qingyin Immortal Venerable!" ”

"Senior Sister Yuan? But Senior Sister Yuan Junxun, the eldest disciple of Master Sang Rou? ”

"Exactly." The male disciple hugged his fists and said, "I have to go, so don't leave it at that." ”

Lu Fenfang was slightly blessed by that disciple, thinking that Yuan Junxun was really seriously injured, otherwise how could he mobilize the people to send people to Zicui Mountain to ask Qingyin, a sworn enemy, to be treated? I'm afraid that with Qingyin's temper, he will never come to the rescue.

Lu Fenfang thought about it in her heart, and took advantage of the chaos to go down the mountain with those disciples and go to Zicui Mountain. She slowly followed behind the indignant disciple, but they still found her.

"Who are you?"

Lu Fenfang said slightly: "Little woman...... It was an injury that had been treated by Yuan Xianchang recently, and when he heard that something had happened to her, he was very worried. I heard that all the immortal elders came here to seek medical treatment for her, although the little woman was soft-spoken, she wanted to follow quietly and do her best for Yuan Xianchang. ”

All the disciples were angry, and some had already pulled out their blades, but seeing that Lu Fenfang was wearing a coarse cloth skirt, she was definitely not a disciple of Yun Hanju, and her appearance was gentle and smooth, and her language was plain and sincere, so they relaxed their guard. Weapons were collected. The leading male disciple hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for the girl's concern for Senior Sister Yuan." Go to danger, and hope that the girl will stop. ”

"Oh, it turns out ......" Lu Fenfang pretended to be embarrassed, her face was slightly red, "I thought you were going to ask for a doctor, but I didn't expect it...... I won't trouble you, I'll go. ”

Lu Fenfang said and turned around and left. But another male disciple said, "Cut, there are so many of us, we can't even protect a girl?" What are you afraid of that Qingyin old man doing? ”

The leading disciple scolded, "Shut up! We're here to ask for a doctor, not to make trouble. He finished. He called Lu Fenfang again and said, "This girl." You stand for a while. ”

Lu Fenfang then turned around and said, "What does the Immortal Chief command?" ”

"Are you the Lian Lulian girl who was burned a few days ago by saving the Tianyong candidates?"

Lu Fenfang didn't expect her to be so famous, and she didn't know that this leading disciple had such a good memory, so she smiled and said: "Immortal Chang praises, the little woman is Lian Lu." ”

"In Xia Sang Rouxuan Meng Juntong." The male disciple hugged his fists. "This place is far away from the mountain gate of Tianyun City. It was not safe for the girl to go back alone. It's better to go to Zicui Mountain with us. Even if the Qingyin Immortal doesn't welcome us, it shouldn't hurt the girl. ”

Meng Juntong's attitude took a big turn, and Lu Fenfang was a little surprised. Still nodded in thanks, and followed the team of Sang Rouxuan's disciples. Meng Juntong walked beside Lu Fenfang, as if he deliberately protected her, but said in a very soft voice: "Even the girl has good foot strength, and she has followed us disciples in the foundation building period for more than a mile, but she is not in a hurry, her face is not red, and she is not panting. ”

Lu Fenfang understood, no wonder Meng Juntong suddenly changed her attitude and allowed her to follow, it turned out that she noticed that she had a problem, so she planned to see what tricks Lu Fenfang was going to play. Lu Fenfang thought again, Meng Juntong said this sentence so softly, it should be testing her ear power again.

Lu Fenfang suddenly looked up in confusion and said, "Hey, did Senior Brother Meng talk to me just now?" ”

Meng Juntong smiled slightly, and gently brushed away the branch blocking him: "No." ”

Lu Fenfang walked on this extremely familiar mountain road, and in a blink of an eye, she had already seen the Zhike thatched house under the thick greenery, and the cuiyi disciple who walked out of the thatched house was indeed Zhang Qifeng-

Two years ago, Li Jing led his disciples to kill Zicui Mountain in order to dig Zhou Chongbi's grave, and slaughtered many disciples of Zicui Danfang, but fortunately, Zhang Qifeng, the little old man, is still alive.

Lu Fenfang felt a little relieved, hid at the end of the line, watched Zhang Qifeng slowly step forward, hugged his fists and said: "Two years ago, the teacher made an agreement with Yunhan Zhenren that the disciples of Tianyong City are not allowed to go to Zicui Mountain, please stay with all Taoist friends." ”

Zhang Qifeng's gestures were elegant and modest, like a gust of fresh wind, and no matter how strong the murderous aura was, it could be turned invisible. Meng Juntong stepped forward and also hugged his fists and said: "Tianyun City keeps this covenant, so it waits here, and does not dare to cross the line." It's just that Senior Sister's life is in danger, only Qingyin Xianshang can save it, and I ask Senior Brother Zhang to report it no matter what, I am grateful. ”

Zhang Qifeng sighed and said: "I don't want to die without help, but you should also know Master's temper, and you can't help this matter." ”

After Zhang Qifeng finished speaking, he turned around and left. The other disciples whispered, "Senior Brother Meng, what should I do?" ”

"Or, let's—"

"No." Meng Juntong said, "Tianyun City and Zicui Mountain have a deep grudge, we must not make it worse." Meng Juntong shouted again: "Senior Brother Zhang, stay here!" There's still something to be said below! ”

Fortunately, that Zhang Qifeng was extremely gentle, and when he heard this, he turned back and asked what was the matter. Meng Juntong said: "Senior Brother Zhang, do you know why our Senior Sister Yuan was injured?" ”

Zhang Qifeng shook his head and said, "Of course I don't know." ”

Meng Juntong said: "Senior Sister Yuan was injured by a disciple of Yun Hanju. The juniors and disciples hurriedly came here, first, they were worried about Senior Sister Yuan's injury, and second, they were angry that Yun Hanju was insidious and vicious, and they were so cruel to their fellow disciples, let alone treat them - they treated Zicui Mountain Daoists! ”

Zhang Qifeng was obedient and silent. Lu Fenfang thought that in order to save Yuan Junxun, Meng Juntong did not hesitate to draw a clear line with Shimen Yunhanju, and expressed his affinity with Zicui Mountain, it seems that his friendship with Yuan Junxun is extraordinary. Meng Juntong said again: "As far as I know, the people who attacked Zicui Mountain with Yun Han Zhenren two years ago were all disciples of Yun Hanju, and there was no one from me Sang Rouxuan. I, a disciple of Sang Rouxuan, have never done anything to harm Zicui Mountain! That Yun Hanju is clearly our common enemy! Please also ask Qingyin Immortal to distinguish grievances and save us Sang Rouxuan! ”

The enemy of the enemy is the friend, so strong logic; didn't mention saving the disciples of Tianyun City, but shouted to save Sang Rouxuan, how could Qingyin not be useful in his heart when he heard such words?

Lu Fenfang waited for a few breaths, and sure enough, a voice came from the sky: "Sang Rouxuan's boy, your elbow is almost at the base of your thigh, does the head of Tianyun City know?" ”

It is a clean sound. Although Meng Juntong's words were unreasonable, they provoked him in the end.

"Qingyin Senshang!" Sang Rouxuan's disciples all clasped their fists into the air and bowed. Qingyin didn't show up, but said: "I don't have a white doctor, my consultation fee is very expensive, I'm afraid you can't afford it!" ”

"Sang Rouxuan is willing to do everything to save Senior Sister Yuan!"

"Oh?" Qingyin chuckled, "Then I want Li Jingxiang's head, can you afford it?" (To be continued......)