This time, I don't know what to do with Fairy Zimo and the child in her belly, but it is obvious that so many people from the righteous path gathered in Emei in order to set up a trap for the people of the Demon Dao.

About three days later, Chen Lian heard Guo Yitong say to him: "I have something to go out tonight, so you just stay in the inn and don't run around, you know?" ”

Chen Lian said: "Uncle Guo, can I be together!" ”

Guo Yitong frowned and hesitated: "This time there is something serious, and it will be dangerous for you to go." ”

"Is it going to fight? Then I still want to go. ”

Guo Yitong was originally unwilling, but under Chen Lian's persistence, he thought of a child who could find him alone from being to the south, even if he was nervous, he couldn't feel that he was the same as other ten-year-old children.

The sword maniac was right, this ten-year-old kid was very different.

In that case, it is better to take him there tonight and let him know him better.

"Okay, I'll take you there too."

Chen Lian didn't have much thought about the sword maniac if he didn't suspect him, and even if he did, as long as there was no evidence, he wouldn't do anything to him.

At night, there was a sudden strong wind in Suiguang City, and it felt like a storm was coming, but the bright moon in the sky was very bright.

At this time, the temperature at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn is neither hot nor cold at night.

When he arrived at the foot of Emei Mountain, Chen Lian saw the sword maniac who was chatting with Guo Yitong at night that day, he was sitting on a big rock drinking at this time, and the night wind blew on his body, looking arbitrary.

The sword maniac is a man in his thirties, who looks a little decadent, has a scruffy beard, but looks very thoughtful, at least he doesn't look obscene when he drinks, but has a decadent handsomeness, dressed in green clothes, called a sword maniac, but there is no sword on his body.

This is the first time he has seen Chen Lian head-on, after all, Chen Lian has stayed in the room for the past few days, except for Guo Yitong, he has not seen anyone else.

"Yo, Guo Yitong, your righteous son was born with a pink carving."

Pink carving?

The corners of Chen Lian's mouth twitched, his eyelids drooped, and he looked like he hadn't heard anything.

And one more, Yoshiko?

Guo Yitong didn't tell him.

"What, envious? You're going to find a good girl! ”

As soon as the sword madman heard this, a trace of gloom crossed his eyes in the narrow Danfeng, and he just looked at Guo Yitong.

Guo Yitong coughed lightly, and realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly said to Chen Lian: "Qingshu." This is your Uncle Wuyi, who has been my friend for many years and knew your father back then. ”

Chen Lian looked at Wu Yi, "Why are Uncle Guo and Uncle Wu doing so well, my father can only farm." ”

Wu Yi and Guo Yitong didn't expect Chen Lian to suddenly say this, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

However, Wu Yi reacted quickly, "Your father lost his martial arts for some reasons, so he ......"

"Did someone hurt my father?" Chen Lian wanted to make an expression of righteous indignation, but his acting skills seemed to have run out in the last world, and he couldn't pull his face.

Since he couldn't do it, he didn't care, just looked at the two people in front of him blankly.

"It's a demon cultist." Guo Yitong took the lead.

"I will definitely avenge my father in the future." Chen Lian doesn't care if it's true or not. Take a stand.

Guo Yitong looked relieved, as for Wuyi's pouting action on the side, he shouldn't have seen it.

"Qingshu, you go and look at the plants on the side of the road to see if you can find one that can be used for medicine." This should have just been about to break him off.

Chen Lian sensibly walked to the side, and really carefully checked the grass on the edge of the field, and found honeysuckle, and there were many things that could be used in medicine.

The breadth and profundity of Chinese medicine lies here, and even some poisonous plants can be turned into life-saving medicinal materials.

Chen Lian glanced back by chance and found an exciting scene - Guo Yitong seemed to shyly peck Wu Yi in the face.

Chen Lian numbly retracted his eyes, if this kind of middle-aged CP was seen by a rotten girl, he might knock it.

Even what an unruly generation of heroes favored the supreme of medicine, his martial arts skills were not high, so he used his sword to remove all obstacles for him......

Chen Lian felt that his brain seemed to be a little bigger.

Fortunately, at this time, there was a sound of swords colliding not far away, and when he stood up and looked, he saw Guo Yitong coming over and grabbed him - hiding behind a big rock.

Chen Lian: ???

"Qingshu, I'm not good at martial arts, I'm here to use it as a walking medicine box tonight, I have to keep a low profile, you know?"

Chen Lian: "Oh. ”

He was a little subverted, even if he knew that the people in the Medicine King Valley were famous for their medical skills, he didn't expect Guo Yitong to be this bear-like.

But it's okay, this shows that even if he doesn't have martial arts, it doesn't matter, as long as his medical skills are good enough, his status in the rivers and lakes is enough.

In addition, maybe like Guo Yitong, find someone similar to a sword maniac to protect him.

There was indeed a fight over there, and it was still a scuffle.

Righteous people wearing all kinds of clothes, and people of the Demon Cult who unify the Demon Cloak and cover their faces.

And on the bamboo forest not far away, under the moonlight, there are two people who are fighting upside down.

Guo Yitong saw Chen Lian looking over there, so he said: "See, that's the head of Emei, and the other should be the 、、、 protector of the Demon Sect, and the martial arts of these two people should be in the late stage of the day after tomorrow." ”

In other words, he is a first-class master of the rumors in the rivers and lakes.

Practicing martial arts first refines the body, and then there are the three stages of the beginning, middle, and post-acquired stage, and then the three stages of the innate beginning, middle, and post.

Innate in this world, he is already an unborn master.

And the day after tomorrow, the beginning, middle, and back, corresponding to the third-rate, second-rate, first-class masters.

These leaders are naturally first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

Chen Lian turned his head to look at the sword maniac, and saw that he was also entangled, and the person who entangled him was also a first-class master of the Demon Sect.

"Why doesn't Uncle Wu have a weapon?"

Guo Yitong also looked at it and said very easily: "There will be soon." ”

The people of the Demon Sect who fought with Wuyi over there also laughed twice, "Where's your weapon?" ”

The people of this demon sect will also pretend to be forced, and take out a fan from their waist and attack Wuyi's throat.

"Fan Qianzhong of the Demon Sect, I didn't expect you to come too."

Wu Yi said, unhurried, looked down at the prestigious fan on the rivers and lakes, and smiled.

Then he directly picked up a dead branch on the ground, and the dead branch that seemed to break if he broke it with a force, but at this moment, he easily blocked the fan.

Wu Yi then jumped up, and used the withered branch to actually use a set of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship made it light and elegant.

Fan Qianzhong only felt that the other party was extremely fast, and his internal strength was also deep, but he didn't seem to use all his strength against himself.

Since Fan Qianzhong became famous, he has never met anyone who would not use all his strength to deal with himself, and he felt that it was a big insult in his heart, and he didn't feel that the force in his hands was heavier, and the speed of the fan was also accelerated.

However, the other party was still waving a dead branch.

After a while, Fan Qianzhong only felt that his wrist was touched by the other party, and he lost his strength, and the fan fell from his hand to the ground.

The dead branch was already on the neck of Fan Qianzhong.

The action is done in one go and is clean.

Chen Lian saw this scene in his eyes, his eyes were bright, and his hands were clenched tightly.