He pinched his fingers, and a flash of light moved in his eyebrows, thinking that Senior Brother Luo must be there, and then the figure disappeared in place.

Mo Lingyin chased after him with a blank face, but there was no shadow anymore, and he took a bite of the carrot in a daze.

Merlin.

Autumn has deepened, the leaves of the plum tree have fallen to the ground, and only a small half remains on the branches, and it is threatened by the cool breeze at any time, and it looks very miserable and pitiful.

Seeing the figure between the shadows of the trees, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked over.

A young man in a black simple suit is holding a giant sword, but he doesn't feel heavy at all, the sword flowers are surging, and the seemingly ordinary sword moves are extremely tricky, dazzling, if someone is on the other side, he will definitely be impressed by such a sharp edge.

"Senior sister?" Luo Bei'an handed over the sword and turned around, and saw Lu Mi running over with big eyes and seemed to be very anxious, and quickly withdrew his hand, for fear that the sword qi would hurt her.

"Senior brother, ten thousand immortals are long...... I haven't been looking for you, have I?" Seeing that his face was as usual, and there was no destruction of public property around, the stone in his heart was put down, but he still asked.

"Wan Immortal Chief, no, what's wrong?" Luo Bei'an put away his sword and said puzzled.

Luo Bei'an frowned and said, "Is it for this?"

He looked up at him.

Luo Bei'an touched his nose and said, "I thought it was because of Wan Wuyun's death...... After all, his father is the chief of ten thousand immortals. ”

There is still such a relationship? Although Wan Wuyun did it himself, it is not excluded that parents come to the door without brains.

"But he didn't mention it......" he whispered.

Luo Bei'an was also a little undecided for a while, "So, what fragment is more important than his son?"

It seems like that's the case.

For a while, the air was a little quiet.

"Anyway, I think he's a little abnormal......" said Miao, remembering the killing intent in those eyes, and Mi Mi shuddered a little.

I have always accepted socialist values, and I can't accept such a terrible person, but he is actually an immortal.

"What should we do about this? Where did we get the fragments?" said Luobei.

The so-called people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky, but that's it, people insist on saying that you have it, and ask you to take it out and give it to him, what else can you do?

He was silent for a while, and said, "If there is no fragment for him, it can only clear the suspicion." He didn't force me to hand it over, but he thought it might be with you. So you guys ...... Be careful. ”

But a trace of doubt gradually surfaced in his heart, "I thought he would come over to embarrass you." ”

Luobei'an: ......

Muddy: ......!

"Let's go!"

The expression on her face was more ugly than crying, why did she forget about Lin Hanshui's side!

It took a little time to find Lin Hanshui.

But apparently there are people who are much more efficient than they are.

Lin Hanshui is a senior brother of medical cultivation, and he has a Danlou in the courtyard of his residence, which is very convenient for alchemy on weekdays.

It's just that the two of them stood in front of the Dan Tower, and they already felt a trace of unnatural spiritual power fluctuations.

A wind blade swept out of the window, and with a ruthless intent, it passed by the side of the drows, and fell to the ground to split a ditch.

Luo Luo and Luo Bei'an glanced at each other, their faces were not good-looking, they flew up and kicked open the window on the second floor and jumped in.

Lin Hanshui was pressed against the wall, frowning at the person in front of him, holding a medicine dagger in his sleeve.

"What does Immortal Elder mean by this?" Lin Hanshui's voice was as flat as water, as if the ground was in a mess, and it was not the various treasure elixirs that he had worked so hard to cultivate, and he said calmly, "I have already told Immortal Chief, but the disciple has not. If the Immortal Elder doesn't believe it, the disciple can't do anything, but what the Immortal Chief has done, is it too bad to lose his identity?"

Wan Chongshan's eyes were red, his body exuded a strong aura, among which there were wisps of black qi lingering, and a pair of eagle claw-like hands hung in front of Lin Hanshui, trying his best but unable to move a bit, as if there was a barrier in front of him.

"Don't try to hide it from me, it's not you, who else can it be?"

"Senior brother, be careful! He's gone mad!" watched as the aura around Wanzhong Mountain formed a whirlpool uncontrollably, stirring the bottles and cans in the entire room to stir restlessly, making a thumping sound.

Lin Hanshui is the closest to him, and I'm afraid he is the most likely to be affected.

A trace of horror flashed in Wan Chongshan's eyes, and then he laughed unscrupulously, and the aura centered on him turned wildly in an instant, absorbing the surrounding aura, and he only felt that he was still far from the center of the whirlpool, but he still felt that the spiritual power in his body was unstable.

"Since you don't want to, then let's die!" Wan Chongshan sneered, and the wind blade followed the sound, and its power increased dramatically, breaking through Lin Hanshui's shield at once, and slamming into the shoulder socket.

Lin Hanshui snorted, and a certain cold light appeared, and a little fluorescence fell from his sleeve, falling into the whirlpool of spiritual energy agitation.

I saw that Wan Chongshan's face was blue, his lips were black, and his nosebleeds were flowing out, but his body was still moving, and he was even slapping and throwing the wind blade out.

To be reasonable, as soon as the poison was released, the iron-spine beast also fell.

The attack became more and more violent, Luo Bei'an stood in a layer of sword qi, threw an enchantment at her casually, and then drew his sword and flew over.

The wind blade carried the tornado like a sword.

The giant silver light flashed, and he forcibly blocked the blow.

However, Wan Chongshan was like not afraid of death, and he overdrew his qi without a bottom line, and there was only one thought in his mind - to put the few people in front of him to death.

"Stop!" Juque leaned against the neck of Wanzhong Mountain, as long as he went further, he could cut through that layer of flesh and skin, Luo Bei'an's eyes were complicated, this person was a sect immortal on weekdays, but now, ......

Immediately, a sharp pain exploded in his chest.

Although he had sword qi to protect his body, he didn't suffer much damage.

Luo Bei'an glanced at the clothes that had been cut to pieces by the wind blade in disbelief, and immediately pushed Juque into the neck of Wanzhong Mountain for a few points.

I said don't fight, why isn't this person afraid of death? Can you still communicate well?

Blood, flowing down the sword groove. Ten thousand mountains, death without repentance.

It seems that the sword is not threatening his neck, he doesn't care at all, and a pair of bloodshot eyes will stare at Bei'an.

Luo Bei'an: ......?

Lin Hanshui groaned, found a broken small porcelain bottle from the mess, poured out two, pinched open Wanzhongshan's mouth and stuffed it in.

"Phew!"

The pill melted in his mouth, and Wan Chongshan only felt bitter in his mouth, and there was nothing left.

"You ...... Give me something to eat!"

As he spoke, he felt a pain in the sea of qi, his brain sank, his eyes fell into darkness, the violent aura subsided in an instant, and there was a human figure lying on the ground that was not very good-looking.

Lin Hanshui thought bitterly that in the future, all the containers in the Danlou would be replaced with wooden ones.