"Whoosh, whoosh"

The flying needle swept rapidly in the night, the speed was fast, and there was a skillful hand to fine-tune the direction, and in the blink of an eye, the knights of the Northern Dynasty who were plundering horses everywhere in front of him turned over and fell.

Two flying needles pierced the neck, killing him instantly.

Frightened horses galloped and dragged corpses through the devastated streets, some of the burnt fires had been extinguished, and only the faint flames flickered.

Add a bit of desolation to this night.

Qingqing, who killed people neatly, jumped out of her hiding place, turned over and jumped on the eaves with dexterity like a monkey, and two crested eagles hovered above her head.

This night can't stop the crested eagle's sight.

Under the search and warning of the wind and purple lightning, Qingqing left the White Horse Temple all the way and headed for Luoyang Wharf, bypassing most of the chaotic battlefields along the way.

"Let's go!"

She gestured backwards, and the bloody Iron Bull rushed out of the alley with a carriage and rushed to the docks.

Qingqing used the phantom footwork and swept across the eaves on both sides of the street, escorting everyone in the carriage.

As soon as the mustard monk woke up, the Qi Swallowing Gu broke the true qi shackles of the Soul Destroying God Claw, but the mustard monk was attacked by Zhang Chu's Ye Luo Killing Knife, and his muscles and bones were damaged, and he was powerless to fight again for a while.

From Xuanyu and Yaoqin, he heard the advice of the Lang Monk, and he also knew the Lang Monk's intentions.

But he didn't say anything more, pronounced the Buddha's name, and sat cross-legged in the carriage, cultivating his luck to get better as quickly as possible.

By this time the night had fallen.

There was a fierce battle on the side of the city gate for half a day, and no more cavalry from the Northern Dynasty rushed into the city, thinking about it, Shen Qiu and they should have blocked the damage to the city wall and pushed the battlefield out of the city wall.

Luoyang City is still chaotic.

The Northern Dynasty people who rushed into the city looted and set fire to it, as well as the accompanying demon cult people, fought openly and secretly with decent chivalrous people in this lonely city, and innocent people were displaced, which caused a bad military disaster.

The people in the government who were supposed to maintain order at this time disappeared one by one.

But who can escape the calamity in this troubled world?

"Stop!"

Qingqing whistled towards the carriage, Tie Niu immediately stopped the carriage, grabbed the Zen staff in his hand, and saw Qingqing hiding by the eaves of a roof.

After more than a dozen breaths, a group of guys with knives and swords, wearing night clothes, were carrying large bags and small bags, sneakily walking through the streets.

This...

This group of people is not from the Demon Sect, nor is it from the Heluo Gang or the Beggar Gang, this is a decent person in the rivers and lakes!

At this time, in this desolate city, they took the opportunity to start a business without capital?

"Damn!"

Qingqing hated it so much, if it was in normal times, if the senior brother saw such a thing, he would definitely pull out a knife and cut it, but this will not work, escorting Shiyin and Sister Yaoqin out of danger is the most important thing.

Lang Seng and Lei Ye gave up their lives in exchange for this little time, and they can't waste it on these dog thieves.

As soon as the gang of thieves left the street, Qingqing whistled again, let the carriage continue to move forward, and so on, and after about a quarter of an hour, they finally left the main city of Luoyang.

The road to the pier is right in front of you.

But...

"Hahaha! Sure enough, as Zhang Chumen said, this is the initiative to send it to the door! ”

In front of the road leading to the dock, a group of Tongwu Sect people were standing there, led by a Liaodong man with a big waist and a round waist, holding his hands together, and his fingertips exuding a little cold.

There was also a white bone knife hanging from his waist, and around him, there were more than a dozen shadow-shadowed elites of the Witch Sect.

Seeing that Tie Niu jumped out of the car, he picked up the Zen staff, intending to fight to the death.

Seeing the mustard monk coughing, he also got out of the carriage.

Seeing Qingqing falling from a height, he grabbed a long wooden box from his waist, this wizard master sneered, held the bone knife at his waist, waved it forward, and shouted loudly:

"The remnants of the army are defeated, and they dare to stop me from succeeding! Kill the men and arrest the women! ”

A group of elites behind him immediately rushed forward.

As a result, when he rushed into Wuzhang, he saw a porcelain vase thrown out of the carriage, which fell to the ground, and after it was smashed, there was a scream of mosquitoes, which flew towards the thugs in the night, and between the bites of the force, they were scattered.

The combination of Qingqing and Xuanyu is almost seamless.

The Gu worm entangled the Tongwu Sect people, and the crossbow machine in Qingqing's hand made a chaotic sound, and at this distance, twelve small crossbow arrows were shot, almost without missing a shot, knocking down more than half of the dozen or so people who rushed forward.

The other party also threw out the hidden weapons, but Qingqing blocked in front of the carriage, and the Dragon Binding Gong was running at full strength, and the expanding Flowing Wind Qi Shield captured those hidden weapons, and in the accelerated rotation, they threw them back towards the group of people.

"Ahh

Seeing that he underestimated this team of people and caused heavy casualties to his subordinates, the master of the Tongwu roared angrily, and in anger, he pulled out the bone knife, the cold air was fierce, and he forced the Gu worms back, and slashed towards Qingqing.

The Iron Bull and the Mustard Seed Monk wanted to block it, but the one in front of them was also a master of the ground list, although the martial arts were a little worse, but the threat was real.

The two of them were not in a state at all, and they couldn't stop it.

Seeing that the fierce Liaodong people rushed towards Qingqing, and the two short knives fell into the hands of the little junior sister, Qingqing had no fear in his eyes, and he was ready to fight to the death.

But at the moment when the two were about to fight...

"Huh"

The demonic red light lit up from the dark alley on the left, and in the dark night covered by dark clouds, this red light flashed so evilly, so dazzling, and from a distance of more than ten zhang, there was a bloody atmosphere shrouded in the street.

Everyone in the entire carriage, including Qingqing, the mustard seed monk, the iron bull, and the Liaodong man, were all pulled into this churning illusion of the sea of blood.

The illusion invaded, which traumatized the Liaodong man's heart, his movements were a little slower, and his mind was even more dazed.

And then...

And then there was no then.

The demonic red light flew like a hidden weapon, and landed lightly on the wheel of the carriage, and with a wave of his hand, the master of the witch in front of him was like a wooden man, and his neck was cut off.

There was not a trace of blood spurting out of the wound, and the moment the head and body were separated, the blood in this person's whole body was drained by the magic knife.

Shen Qiu, who ignores the illusion of the sea of blood, is an anomaly.

It is normal for this master of witchcraft in front of him to die without resistance, but he will die under the evil sword.

The illusion of this magic knife's sea of blood, if everyone can ignore it like Shen Qiu, then this evil demon knife is a little too cheap.

The illusion of the sea of blood that comes with the magic knife ignores the difference in force between the two sides, it is directly projected on the spiritual level, in other words, even if he is worried about his life, this illusion of the sea of blood can still take effect.

Of course, there are also twelve weapons in the hands of the alliance leader, and the mysterious black fist gloves, what is the effect of impermanence, is still a mystery in the rivers and lakes.

Yinlou is vague about this.

"Wow"

The magic knife returned to the sheath, the red light escaped, and the blood red in the left eye of the worried lifeless quickly changed back to the original light blue, he stood on the wheel, turned his head to look at Qingqing, and his face was full of embarrassment and shyness.

"Ahh Little mute. ”

Qingqing, who had just woken up from the illusion of the sea of blood, also widened her eyes.

The first few times I saw her without worry, when I gave her steamed buns, I didn't bring the evil with me.

But now, after seeing with her own eyes the evil in the hands of Wu Wusheng, if she didn't know who her "pen pal" little mute was, she would really have a bad brain

"You are, but the evil sword master, worrying about your life?"

Qingqing with three points of surprise, three points of vigilance, three points of anger, and a sense of alienation, she opened her hands, protected in front of the carriage, and said to Wu Wudi:

"Why are you lying to me? Also tell me, your name is worry-free. ”

"I, no."

Worried and aggrieved, he is not good at talking, so he can only wave his hand and stammer:

"I, it's really worry-free, mother, call me worry-free, and say that I wish I would have no worries all my life. Worrying about life, it is Brother Zhang Chu, the name given. ”

"Zhang Chu?"

The panting mustard monk dragged Qingqing back behind him, and he sat cross-legged on the wheel, looking at the strange boy in front of him vigilantly, ready to fight at any time.

But the momentum of the evil knife that he saw just now, and now that he is seriously injured, he is really not necessarily the opponent of this ruthless young man.

The mustard monk glanced at the side of the carriage, the Tongwu Sect who had been drained of blood and died, and said:

"Zhang Chu asked you to come, what are you doing?"

Wu Wuming glanced at Qingqing, and then looked at the mustard monk, and he said honestly:

"Brother Zhang Chu, let me, take the Holy Maiden, and go back!"

"Which to bring?"

The mustard monk asked.

Wu Wuxian was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, blinked his blue eyes, and said:

"I don't know, whatever, bring one."

"Just one?"

Now even Qingqing found a problem, and the little junior sister asked:

"Why don't you take both?"

"I don't know."

Wu Wufang spread his hands and said calmly:

"Brother Zhang Chu, if you say bring one, I'll bring one. You guys, going to the docks? I can, escort. But I have to take one, Holy Maiden, back. ”

"You boy..."

This worry is lifeless, and a few words can be said, so that the mustard monk and the people in the car don't know how to evaluate him.

Call him vicious.

The level of his words is as chaotic as the logic of a seven or eight-year-old child, and there is no trace of malice in those blue eyes.

Probably because of Qingqing, he was quite kind to the people in this carriage.

But let's call him innocent.

Everyone saw it just now, how he hacked a master of the earth list with one sword, it was no more difficult than killing a chicken. TV debut

"You escort us to the docks first."

Xuanyu poked his head out of the carriage and said to Wu Wumei:

"When we get there, we'll give you another holy woman."

That's a lie.

From the light in Xiao Xuanyu's eyes, it could be seen that she was fooling this stupid child.

"No!"

Sorrowless shook his head, jumped forward, and blocked in front of the carriage, he glanced at Qingqing, and said:

"I, don't hurt, you. But don't lie to me, give it to me first, Holy Maiden, and then I'll escort you. ”

"Little dumb!"

Qingqing rushed forward, pushed Wu Wuxing away a few steps, and she said sharply:

"If you were my friend, go now!

If you don't see us, you have to take a saint with you, then I don't have you as a friend! I won't let you take any of them either! ”

"Qingqing, you... Don't, force me. ”

Wu Wusheng was even more anxious, and there was a blood-red light in his left eye, and he said in a dumb voice:

"You, not me, opponent. I see that you are here, and it won't harm your life, but Brother Zhang Chu, I can't either... Gotta take one! ”

As he spoke, his lifeless hand touched the hilt of the knife behind his back.

The murderous aura on his body rose again, but it didn't fall on Qingqing at all, but on the mustard monk and the iron bull, and the blood sea demon skill in his body rose.

The illusion of a sea of blood floated around his body, and between the breaths of several people around him, there was sweet and bloody qi filling his mouth and nose.

The Gu worms that Xuanyu threw out to plot against their lives screamed and retreated after coming into contact with this illusion of the sea of blood, very afraid of this extremely corrosive evil true qi.

"Qingqing, come back!"

In a hurry, the mustard monk grabbed Tie Niu's Zen staff, got up and swept to Qingqing's side, landed a stumbling ground, picked up Qingqing, threw it to the carriage, and shouted to Tie Niu:

"Take them away! Kongwu, protect them, I'll hold him back. ”

Seeing the mustard monk standing in front of him, Wu Wusheng's left eye turned blood-red again, one eye was blood-red, and the other eye was pale blue, which looked quite evil.

His hand was clasped on the evil sword, and he looked at the mustard monk, shook his head, and said:

"Master, you can't stop me. You, will die. ”

"Death won't let you pass!"

Half of the mustard monk's grimace was already showing a hideous will to die, he grabbed the Zen staff, the head of the staff was lowered, and the mighty Tianlong staff method was ready to go.

Seeing that the conflict was about to start, Qingqing gritted her teeth and rushed to stop it.

She sensed that Wu Wuming seemed to have some special feelings for her, and perhaps, she could use this to blackmail the young man into retreating.

But as soon as Qingqing got up, he was pressed against the wheel by the hand that stretched out from the carriage.

The curtain was untied, and Yaoqin, who was wearing a veil, leaned out, she looked worried, her fingers clenched, her tone was cold, and she said in a deep voice:

"Escort them to the docks. I... I'll go with you! ”

"Sister Yaoqin!"

Qingqing was so anxious that she grabbed Yaoqin's wrist with her backhand, but Yaoqin glanced at her gently and said softly:

"You and Shiyin are going to call me sister, that's what I'm supposed to do now. I've been hiding for too long, and if this time I can protect you and you, it won't hurt.

My uncle sacrificed his life to intercept him in the rear, and Master Lang Monk also told me before that he had the will to die, just to find a glimmer of life for Shiyin.

If you lose here, it will be in vain for your uncle's effort.

Needless to say, let's go. ”

In the dim light of the street flames, Yaoqin winked at Qingqing and whispered:

"I'll send you peace first.

Your brother has promised that he will keep me safe, and I believe in him. ”

Qingqing saw Yaoqin's eyes, and she was relieved.

The little junior sister pretended to be angry and snorted at the worry of lifelessness, stomped her feet, and hid back in the carriage.

Not long after, in the night, the crested eagle quietly flew out of the car window and into the night sky.

With a note tied to its talons, this crested eagle swept towards the city gate battlefield, where it wanted to find Shen Qiu and deliver the last chance to rescue Yaoqin to Shen Qiu.

The worry of escorting the group to the dock was naturally aware of the crested eagle flying into the sky.

But he didn't stop him.

He doesn't have many friends, so each one counts.

I already made Qingqing angry just now, this will, let's follow her.

He swayed left and right between Zhang Chuge's orders and Qingqing's requests, which was already very difficult.

It's better not to get out of the way.

As for whether the saintess he brought back will be saved, it is not something he needs to worry about.

It would be nice if Brother Zhang Chu didn't let him do this troublesome thing.