Ma Fu smiled without any emotion, it was completely a casual smile, but it looked gentle and gentle, which made the extremely weak Haoyue and Qin Moran look very comfortable, and their vigilance slowly put away.

Who is she?

Why is it in Sword Mountain?

Why help yourself?

And why do you have to stay under a tree?

Could it be that he is guarding his own disciples?

Haoyue was sorting out these problems as she walked, and it seemed that it was difficult to sort them out, but she faintly felt that the woman was guarding her apprentice, so Haoyue smiled politely at Ma Fu, and Qin Moran nodded very kindly.

When she was about to reach the tree, Haoyue smiled a little kindly, a little surprised.

This woman is so beautiful, with a good figure, extremely slippery complexion, as if she has just taken a bath, the most important thing is that she has an impenetrable temperament, which seems to be weak, but in fact, she seems to have a universe hidden in her heart, vast and boundless, and even she, the old Seven Realms, can't peek into its depth.

Haoyue and Qin Moran helped each other to the tree, she stared at Ma Fu carefully, her eyes seemed to be admiring her future apprentice and daughter-in-law, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and the face of Ma Fu who looked straight at her was a little more unnatural, her cheeks were slightly red, and she bowed slightly to greet her.

Hao Yue came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly: "Look at the clothes and skin color, the girl should not be from my mainland." ”

Ma Fu nodded and said with a smile: "The predecessor is the palace master of Wuji Palace, Haoyue, and this sister should be the senior sister Qin Mo Ran." ”

Hao Yue and Qin Moran were taken aback at the same time, they had never met, and they called out their names at once, Hao Yue confirmed her guess, and smiled lightly: "The girl is my friend?"

Ma Fu covered his mouth and smiled: "Sort of, this time I went down the mountain and passed by Jianshan, and I heard the passers-by under the mountain talking about it, so I went up the mountain to take a look, and it was really the guy who loved to make trouble." ”

The guy who loves to cause trouble, shows that he knows the roots, and he is also called kind, Haoyue is so delicate as a woman, and in just a few words, he guessed that the relationship between Xiao Jiansheng and the woman in front of him was not ordinary, so he was completely relieved.

Next, three women in a play, the stage is on a lawn in front of a palace in Jianshan, spacious enough, Haoyue for some reason, from the first glance she fell in love with Mafu, and felt that it looked good at first glance, this is also a little selfishness of hers, after all, in his opinion, his little apprentice is a little too bold, just take this time, he should not come to Jianshan, so it is good to have someone to discipline him in the future, as for Zhao Lingxue, Haoyue did not dare to express her opinions, nor did she dare to have an opinion, because she could not see Zhao Lingxue's future.

Under the influence of the master, Qin Moran and Ma Fu also quickly became acquainted, and there was a sense of hating each other.

Of course, never revealed her identity.

The sky was getting dark, and the lights of Sword Mountain reflected half of the night.

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Xiao Jiansheng lived alone on the ruins, and at this time he could not hear any movement from the outside world, and only the sound of the wind in the night sounded in his ears.

In fact, this sound comes from the dashing sound of the sword, because there are many, like rain, and it will be like the wind passing through it.

His face was hideous, the corners of his mouth were bloody, he was fusing Cang'er's will, and he looked very sad, although Cang'er's will was not Wuji

is strong, but the will repels him, so it is extremely difficult to move.

At the beginning, Wuji's will was transferred to a dead tree, but Cang'er's will was transferred to the sword rain condensed by tens of thousands of swords, he didn't know that it was the sword, so he could only try it one by one in the most stupid way, he had tried nine thousand, and there were still the last thousand swords, and the truth was getting closer and closer, and Cang'er's will was repelling him more and more.

So, it's not so much a fusion as a submission, and the process is a bit long, but he is relieved, he senses the breath of Mafu, and he knows that the master and the senior sister are safe, so he is not in a hurry, until the sky lights up again, there are some eyebrows, and he finds the sword, which hangs between the bamboo leaves in a bamboo forest.

And the three people who were guarding under the tree outside have now become Ma Fu and Meng Lingxiao, Haoyue and Qin Moran were sent down the mountain by Meng Lingxiao, and temporarily settled in an inn to recuperate, according to Meng Lingxiao's arrangement before leaving, if he does not return after five days, Wuji Palace can take action under the condition of ensuring that the palace gate is safe.

Overnight, nearly 100 people came to Wuji Palace, among which two ancestor-level people came forward, one was the blind Huang Fangweng, the other was the Nangong ancestor, and in terms of the others, Chen Shenping heard that Xiao Jiansheng had come to Jianshan, so he hurriedly closed the small winery and also came, as well as Huang Juesheng at his feet.

In terms of disciples, Haoyue's apprentices couldn't come forward except for Yi Pingsheng, and all the rest were there, such as Xiang Yuanlang, Gao Youcai, the Lu family sisters, Chu Feng and others had actually wanted to come a long time ago, and all of them came and stayed at the foot of Sword Mountain.

The news came in and out of Huo Qingcheng's ears, although he seemed to be light-hearted, but he couldn't help but be a little afraid in his heart, after all, he knew that this time Wuji Palace was really moving, and he might attack the mountain at any time, so in a hurry, Huo Qingcheng summoned the high-level of Jianshan, and contacted some of the heads of other sects.

At dawn the next day, it seemed that there was nothing to do, Xiao Jiansheng still did not leave the ruins, and the people of Wuji Palace under the mountain did not make further moves, outside of Jianshan's high alert, he began to contact people from the outside world, Huo Qingcheng's first thought was to ask the imperial court to come forward, on the grounds of protecting Wannian Sword Mountain, please send a cavalry that had fought on the battlefield, but it failed as he wished, and now the imperial court is in close contact with the Jin soldiers, and when it is time to use the soldiers, it cannot be taken care of, and Wangjian Mountain will solve it by itself.

Of course, Huo Qingcheng knew that this was just a pretext, and the real reason should be that his methods against Xiao Jiansheng and Zhao Lingxue had reached Zhao Mingying's ears.

In desperation, Huo Qingcheng had no choice but to find Ma Xingkong, he knew that Ma Xingkong had a group of Ma family disciples in his hands, and it was the right time to use it at this time.

The night was falling again, and the day seemed to have no accidents.

Ancestral Shou Palace, under a green lamp, Huo Qingcheng thought alone.

Although Huo Qingcheng agreed to let Xiao Jiansheng go down the mountain, Xiao Jiansheng never left, which made him uneasy and had a headache at the same time.

In the middle of the night, a wind blew the window edge, the wind pushed open the window, blew in, and Huo Qingcheng woke up

, cloaked and walked out quickly, and came to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors of the ascending immortal pavilion, Cang'er's immortal position is also among them, but the first, particularly conspicuous.

According to the ancestral teachings, to enter the Shengxian Pavilion, you need to bow three times and bow nine times, but because of the urgency, Huo Qingcheng didn't care about these, he looked for the wind and went straight to the Shengxian Pavilion of the ancestors, and the first time was to check the carved jade plates one by one, each jade plate was engraved with a great name.

All the jade cards were checked, only the last Cang'er jade card remained, Huo Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, but then suddenly frowned, the white jade card appeared bloodshot for some reason, and the bloodshot was spreading slowly more and more, and finally the bloodshot became a tiny crack.

Suddenly, Huo Qingcheng casually shot out a scorching gas machine, intending to stop the spread of the crack, however, the qi machine he shot was bounced out before it could be allowed to enter the jade plate, Huo Qingcheng was furious, and was just about to summon Luo Qingjian, when he heard a click, Cang'er's jade card was completely shattered.

At the same time, the other ancestors of the jade plate were also affected by this and fell down a large piece, shattered a large piece, after a few breaths, the wind in the Shengxian Pavilion rose from the window, Huo Qingcheng chased out quickly, and chased it until Xiao Jiansheng meditated cross-legged not far away, and the wind disappeared strangely.

With the help of the surrounding lights, Huo Qingcheng first glanced at the tree, under the tree was sitting a person drinking and eating meat, and the leftover garbage was thrown all over the ground, not taking his arrival seriously at all, the pomp and circumstance was simply using Jianshan as his own home's kang.

Huo Qingcheng recognized that it was Meng Lingxiao, snorted coldly and ignored it, he walked towards the pair of ruins, halfway through, he suddenly felt cold on his body, subconsciously touched his face, and found that it was raining, drizzling, and the coldness went straight to his heart and lungs, which made him extremely dissatisfied.

Under the dim light, Huo Qingcheng looked at Xiao Jiansheng angrily, without the previous forbearance, the joy brought by the dragon relics disappeared at this moment, and at this moment, dozens of people walked in the distance, most of them were guests and friends from other sects who heard the sound, and these people saw Huo Qingcheng who was confused, and they all didn't know what was going on.

But one person seems to understand something.

This person is a Taoist, from the South China Sea, wearing a colored Taoist robe, holding his breath in his hand to observe the words and colors, and said to Huo Qingcheng: "Lord Huo Mountain, I don't know whether to say a word in the poor Dao. ”

Huo Qingcheng said coldly: "Yu Zhenren, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

The Taoist frowned, pinched his fingers back and forth a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, the poor Dao really said it." ”

Huo Qingcheng was a little impatient and said, "Say." ”

The Taoist said calmly: "Lord Huo Shan, have you heard that there are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains and call them kings?"

Huo Qingcheng asked patiently, "Yu Zhenren, please explain a little more." ”

The Taoist smiled faintly and said: "When the poor Dao stargazed last night, he found that the life star belonging to the Cang'er immortals was dim and lusterless, and then the star fell, and at that time, there was a wind in the bamboo forest, and it was later learned that the will of the Cang'er immortals had disappeared in the darkness. ”

Hearing this, Huo Qingcheng's face turned as white as paper, he didn't take a big step forward and walked towards the place where Xiao Jiansheng was sitting, and casually summoned the Luo Qingjian handed down by Cang'er, but there was no sense in the bamboo forest, just when he looked at Xiao Jiansheng with tears in his eyes, Xiao Jiansheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him as well.

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