"Young Master...... Several Qingcheng sect disciples who reacted rushed up and surrounded the purple kite.

Seeing that Yu Guan had rolled his eyes and was about to die, Mo Siyou, who had calmed down, hurriedly grabbed Purple Kite's hand so as not to make a big mistake.

"Girl, let go!"

The anger in the purple kite's eyes did not subside, and she was still pinching Yu Guan's neck.

"Obedient. Mo Siyou frowned, with a hint of pleading. If Purple Kite really kills Yu Guan, how will the Qingcheng faction treat her? How will the world martial arts treat her? When the time comes, I'm afraid that Bicao Villa will not be able to protect her!

Mo Siyu lowered his tone, Purple Kite was soft, raised his head to look at his worried face, gritted his teeth, although he was still a little unwilling, he still raised his hand and threw Yu Guan out, leaving his last breath for him.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Qingcheng faction rushed up to support Yu Guan. Yu Guan's cheeks were already red, his lips were purple, and he looked like he was about to turn his back on it.

"Stinky girl, you're looking for death!" those disciples shouted, but they didn't dare to step forward, but they just relied on the large number of people and passed the addiction of mouths.

Purple Kite has long seen through these people who specialize in picking soft persimmons to bully, and reprimanded without hesitation: "If you have the ability to take my life, even if you come! But whoever dares to insult my master again, I will want him to die without a place to be buried!"

"You!" the disciples just stared dryly, not daring to step forward.

Xuanchen and Xuanguang hid the previous shock and walked into the house to persuade peace, now is the time when the world's martial arts need to be in the same breath, and there should be no internal strife. In this way, the steps were given to calm down the group of shouting Qingcheng Sect disciples. Originally, in front of so many people this time, it was also rude to Yu Guan first, and if it made a big fuss, it would not be good for the reputation of the Qingcheng faction.

Now that the Qingcheng faction has entered the final battle, it is precisely when it needs the support of public opinion in the rivers and lakes that it is being made so troubled by Yu Guan that the embarrassment has already been thrown home, and there are disciples of the Qianqing faction coming forward, where do they dare to say more? On the contrary, they think that when the head of the sect knows about this, they will inevitably be angry with the young master!

"Thank you to the two Taoist leaders for breaking the siege today. The juniors wanted to continue patrolling, so they retired first. Seeing that the situation was calm, Mo Si quietly arched his hand, still looking cold, and turned around and left here.

The purple kite looked at the back, the bitterness in her heart was turbulent, and followed him out. She just followed silently all the way and didn't bother him. Until he crossed the small bridge and stopped himself.

"Stupid girl, why are you following me?"

The purple kite bit her lip, walked forward slowly, hugged Mo Siyou from behind, and pressed her face against his back. The temperature on his body has always made her feel warm, but at this moment, she only feels heartache.

Mo Siyou's body trembled slightly, he didn't move again, and he didn't speak.

The snow shone brightly on Purple Kite's cheeks, staining the tears in the corners of her eyes with a faint silver. She hugged him tightly and murmured, "I said I wouldn't leave you alone again." I understand your mood at the moment, because we are all the same people. But, Brother You, even if everyone in the world abandons you, you still have me. ”

Mo Siyu lowered her eyes, looked at her hands around her waist, and was silent for a moment, only to feel that her whole heart was also tightly grasped by her. Accustomed to being alone, healing, and strong, he never thought of sharing anything with others, but once she got close, the ice of his disguise melted.

He turned around, hugged the purple kite in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her black hair, and said in a deep voice: "It's enough to have you." He couldn't help but think that maybe she was really the sin of his previous life, so he was destined to return her to the love of his life in this life. Otherwise, why did he have no resistance to her every time he was alone—her everything—he had no resistance?

The purple kite raised her head, blinked her eyes and stared at Mo Siyou pitifully, and said, "Then you are not allowed to frown anymore." As she spoke, she gently rubbed his brow with her fingertips, stretching his habitually tight brow.

Mo Siyu looked at her serious expression and couldn't help but flash a smile. Speaking of which, he had never seen the purple kite as angry as just now, and she, who was usually weak and slender, actually had such explosive power, which really surprised Mo Siyou. But he'd heard that when people are angry, they do things they can't normally do.

He realized that his former self might have been too narrow-minded. He thought that she needed his careful protection, but today he suddenly understood that she was actually protecting him. His pride, his pride, his disguise, his pain, she could understand, and she could share for him everything he had to bear alone. In the face of love, they turned out to be completely equal.

He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, then on her lips, and with a slight tease of his tongue, he pried open her teeth and slid them into her mouth, tangling them with her tongue. There was a faint hint of wine on his lips and tongue, which mixed with the sweetness of her mouth, as if to make a more intoxicating wine. His arms tightened tighter and tighter, clasping her in his arms, tenderly begging for her response.

The purple kite tiptoed to barely hook his neck, but he was reluctant to let go, and he didn't feel tired. With her eyes closed, she heard her heart pounding, and pink flew over her little face. On dry and cold winter nights, his arms are her warmest home.

The two of them were intoxicated by this long kiss, but they didn't see Liu Huiru who followed all the way, gritting her teeth in the night. She stomped her foot and turned away angrily, just in time to bump into Lan Xuan, who was patrolling here. Instead of apologizing, she glared at Lan Xuan fiercely, giving Lan Xuan the illusion that he owed her a few hundred taels of silver and hadn't paid it back.

After Liu Huiru left in a huff, the second monk of Lan Xuan looked in the direction she came from in confusion, and then he knew what was going on. He hurriedly stopped the disciples below and drove them behind the wall, but he poked out half his head and looked at the purple kite and Mo Siyou standing in the courtyard with a smile.

"Tut-tut, it's really a powerful girl! The fourth junior brother's lifelong event has finally come to an end!"

Lan Xuan seemed to be very satisfied with himself, and nodded as he spoke.

"This time I lost badly!"

"I told you that the little master and nephew are not simple!"

"Such a cute girl, even the fourth senior brother can't bear it!"

......

The sound of discussion above his head made Lan Xuan's face darken all of a sudden. He raised his head only to find that those disciples had each poked out half of their heads, all looking in the same direction, with ambiguous expressions on their faces.

"Ahem!" Lan Xuan coughed twice, drove them all back, and taught them a lesson with his waist crossed sternly. "What to see, what to see, if the spring heart is rippling, hurry up and find one by yourself, don't delay the fourth junior brother and the junior nephew here. ”

"Where, Third Senior Brother, it seems that you were the most energetic just now!"

"I remember that it was you who persuaded the junior nephew not to fight the fourth senior brother before, the third senior brother!" another disciple.

"Uh......" Lan Xuan smacked his lips in embarrassment, and only said after a while, "I'm not afraid that there are too many rotten peach blossoms, and the fourth junior brother will pick flowers? Who knew that this time it was a real peach blossom! But thank God, I finally know that the fourth junior brother really likes women." ”

The last sentence was quite exclaiming, and all the disciples followed suit.

Who knew that this scene had not lasted long before the screams of purple kites were heard in the courtyard.

"Brother You?!"

Lan Xuan vigilantly poked out, but saw Mo Siyou's legs unsteady and slumped to the ground for some reason. Purple Kite hugged him in surprise, as if even she didn't understand what was happening. Obviously it was fine just now...... Lan Xuan faintly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

Mo Siyou took a light breath and tried to stand up, but his whole body couldn't exert any strength at all.

"Cartilage ......scattered," he muttered after a while.

Purple Kite was stunned for a moment, and only after a moment did she react to Mo Siyou's words.

"Ah, wine!"

Could it be that Yu Guan's lewd thief wanted to drug her? Purple Kite "chuckled" in her heart, and the picture in the hall flashed quickly in her mind!

At this moment, a touch of evil air surged in the sky, approaching the Green Grass Villa. The sky seemed to be shrouded in gray mist, the air became cloudy, and a strange wind blew from the south.

There was a faint cacophony of voices coming from the wind.

"Oh no, hall!" Mo Siyu suddenly realized, and looked at Lan Xuan and them with wide eyes. "Go to the hall!"

That glass of wine was not aimed at Purple Kite, nor was it aimed at him, but the entire Jianghu sect that participated in the Lantern Festival dinner in Bicao Villa!

Lan Xuan was shocked, and asked Purple Kite to take care of Mo Siyou first, and then led the people to hurry to the front hall. Mo Siyou was not willing to sit still, and used internal force to force the poison in his body. I think that there are also many Tang Sect disciples during the banquet, and it is definitely not something that ordinary people can do to avoid their ears and eyes and poison everyone.

After Mo Siyou felt a little more relaxed, he staggered to the front hall. The purple kite was not at ease, so she hurriedly followed.

When I arrived at the front hall, I found that a group of bandit-like people had rushed in, lying on the ground or fascinated or killed famous disciples, a strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of alcohol, which made people almost sick.

Fortunately, there were Xuanchen and Xuanguang who resisted most of the attacks, and the disciples patrolling the Bicao Villa and some people who did not drink alcohol also started a fierce fight with the group of bandits. It was obvious that the other party was prepared and fierce, and these people were not ordinary humans at first glance.

Although some of them have ordinary faces, they either have different facial features from ordinary people, or their limbs are different from ordinary people, and some even look inhuman, and their attack strength and speed are more ferocious than ordinary people. They would also use spells with evil spirits, and the already unprepared disciples of the famous sect were in a state of defeat.

The purple kite couldn't help but be stunned when she saw what those mountain bandits had in common.

On their bodies, there were more or less red dark lines, which made the purple kite suddenly frightened.

"Half-demon!"

She let out a low cry in her heart, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Liu Yuan and the others, who had gathered together to discuss the last competition, also heard the sound and were shocked when they saw this scene. At this time, a disciple guarding the dungeon rushed to the front hall covered in injuries and shouted with difficulty: "Dungeon...... Dungeon...... The seal has been breached!"

As the disciple fell, Purple Kite saw a familiar face walking from the direction of the dungeon.