Chapter 50, Diverting the Tiger from the Mountain

By the end of the 100-year ceremony of the "White Lotus Academy", the sky was already setting and the lonely geese were flying together.

Talking about poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting with young talents, Xuzi's eyes were full of joy.

But there is no such thing as a feast that will never be dissolved. Xuzi and Yimei walked out of the main gate of the academy in the afterglow of the setting sun, and Qiu Jing had already left before them because of something in his manor.

The two walked hurriedly one after the other, not far away, and came to an intersection, where a thin foot ran out of breath from a distance and said, "Qiu Jing has something to ask Yi Mei to go!" ”

This person, who has also been seen by Yi Mei in ordinary times, is the guardian of the foyer of Qiu Jing Manor.

As soon as Yi Mei heard that Qiu Jing had something, she did not hesitate at all.

Turned around and said hello to Xuzi, "Sir, I'll take a look, you take care of yourself, I'll go back quickly"

"Go ahead!" Xuzi nodded and replied, most of what he was thinking at this time was the new poems and new works of young talents, which were remembered for a long time, like tasting new tea.

Yi Mei used her internal strength, skimmed over the hill like a swallow, and disappeared at the end of the winding mountain road.

Soon arrived at Qiu Jing Manor, Yi Mei went around, Qiu Jing himself was not in the manor, Yi Mei couldn't find anyone, and asked the others and said, "He hasn't come back yet!" And the footman who came to tell the news did not know where he was.

Yi Mei sensed that Qiu Jing might be in danger!

However, wouldn't it be more dangerous for Mr. to return to Yunguan alone?

It is light and heavy, which makes Yimei very embarrassed!

The road that Yi Mei took when she came should be the usual road that Qiu Jing usually walked, and the other roads were far away and difficult to walk, but Yi Mei didn't see any trace of him when she came.

Yi Mei suddenly felt that this matter was unusual at this time.

Most likely......

Could it be ...... The real target of the mastermind behind the scenes should be Mr. For some time now, all the big and small things have come for Mr.

Thinking of this, Yi Mei's heart tightened, and she turned around lightly and prettyly, there happened to be a horse nearby, and the saddle had not been unloaded, so it was estimated that the guest had entered the store to rest. Horses graze leisurely in the breeze.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I led the horse over casually, and it turned out to be a good horse!

The dark eyes that were as cold as autumn water under the long eyelashes turned, and flew on the horse like a flowing cloud, with light and beautiful movements, and galloped towards the way they came.

The more you go up, the mountain is sloped, it is late, the birds enter the forest, the pedestrians on the road are even more scarce, Yimei urges the horse to raise the whip in the direction of Yunguan, and the black hair flutters like an arrow in the wind.

But there was no one on the way, and I didn't expect my husband to walk so fast.

Quickly raised the whip, kicked up the dust all the way, and soon arrived at Yunguan.

As soon as Yi Mei saw that the main gate of Yunguan was wide open, she knew that something was wrong, and rushed over with an arrow, and sure enough, they used a strategy to divert the tiger from the mountain.

Flying Snow and the Gray-shirted Man are fighting fiercely, and the small figure, with a sword in hand, is extremely powerful, spinning into a sword curtain, pointing directly at the enemy in a dazzling offensive.

The gray-shirted man moves quickly and powerfully, walking smoothly, step by step, under the attack of Feixue Lingli, he does not seem to be at a disadvantage at this time, and is always ready to focus on Feixue's weak points, and his moves can be seen to be cold and vicious.

Yi Mei has no time to wait and see, with Feixue's kung fu, she shouldn't be able to suffer a big loss, look around, there is no void figure, she won't be hurt, Yi Mei's heart is beating wildly, in a hurry, a palm "according to the pity" slashed at the gray-shirted man, Feixue saw that there was a helper, and the palm was faster and sharper, with the invisible to the invisible.

Seeing that the two formed an alliance in an instant, the gray-shirted man felt that something was wrong, and retreated again and again, taking defense as an attack. Feixue is full of interest and is on the head, and the "Alpine Rolling Stone" that has just been practiced for a short time is followed by one move after another, one after another with a sword in the palm and a sword in the palm to slash at the other party, and the gray-shirted man is in charge step by step, but it has obviously become a disadvantage, and he retreats step by step in order to retreat with his whole body.

Yi Mei and Fei Xue comprehended that they would advance and retreat and fight fiercely with the gray-shirted man, and when they were happy, Yi Mei heard a soft call, "Yi Mei! ”

Turning his head, Xuzi was poking his head out of the maze, Yi Mei didn't think too much about it in a hurry, only to realize at this time that where is indeed a good place to hide, the "old monster" is the old monster, Yi Mei smiled leisurely and put her mind at ease.

Flying over, looking up and down, everything is fine, Yi Mei just let out a long breath, the gods have their own blessings.

"This man's kung fu is not under the snow, you go and lead him into the labyrinth." Xuzi whispered.

Xuzi's eyes were sharply locked on the two people who were fighting, one big and one small, "Yimei, you go and lure him here, I'm waiting for you inside!" ”

Yi Mei nodded, knowing in her heart.

"Sir, this is a great move."

Yi Mei easily half-covered the door of the labyrinth, the sky was already dark, everything in the labyrinth could not be seen, looking from the outside, I could only feel that the door was open.

And in which small room of the maze Xuzi is at this time, no one knows.

Yi Mei drifted to the main gate like a shadow and closed the gate quickly, thinking that "closing the door and beating the dog" was not happy.

Feixue's body shape is strange and changeable, the move is faster than lightning, it is actually the more and more energetic, the more you fight, the more dominant the gray-shirted man is also focused, forbearant and tenacious, very sophisticated, a fast and strong cyclone straight to the snow, Feixue at this time like a column of water soaring into the sky, when it falls, his feet are fluttering, just stepping on the top of the gray-shirted man's head, if it is not for the person's quick reaction, I am afraid that at this time it is already a human head to the ground, a life whine.

Yi Mei was outside the fighting circle, stood for a moment, and saw Feixue looking at her, and for a moment, Yi Mei's eyes

Flowed to the labyrinth and made a gesture of "closing the door and hitting the dog", Feixue is so smart, maybe she saw a series of actions of Yi Mei, maybe the hero saw the same thing, and immediately understood what she meant, and the moment their eyes met, they had thoroughly understood the meaning.

Yi Mei thought that it was enough for a person to be smart enough to be here, but Feixue's martial arts were still so good at a young age, and her liking for this little brother in her heart was not just a little bit, and she was instantly admired.

How many people are coming for the elixir of immortality, and this person seems to be no exception, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, and preferring to go to the tiger mountains.

I know that it is not easy to obtain a miracle medicine, I know that this place is unfathomable, and I know that there are swords, mountains and fires...... But even so, it is their goal and their task to come.

"Feixue, stop him, don't let him in!" Yimei shouted at Feixue.

The gray-shirted man paused for a moment, realizing something, but his expression was not visible at this time.

But the gray-shirted man was clearly moving in the direction of the labyrinth, and the rhythm of the flying snow's movements was also letting go, intentionally or unintentionally, like tearing a crack when he was weaving a tight and sturdy net himself......

How the plot is, please pay attention to the next chapter.