A large chunk of the stone wall of the Nightcry Mountain collapsed.

In the mess of stones is buried the motoo, who does not know whether he is alive or dead.

Gu Sui'er cried and wanted to go to the stone pile to search for Yuanwei, but her uncle Kang Kui stopped her, "The sect master said that as long as he can get out of the stone pile, he will not die, if you like him, you will wait a little longer." In and out of the words, it means that if Motowei can't come out, there is no need to grieve for him.

Most of the onlookers of the Night Cry Sect disciples have already left, and the dagger of the purple charm really slashed at Yuanwei's body, at this time, he should be a fragment mixed with those gravel and can no longer be separated, right?!

There were only five or six curious ones, and there were still ears of grain guarding there.

After the time of a stick of incense, there was no movement in the gravel pile.

"Uncle, can I go over and have a look?" Gu Sui'er sobbed.

"There, I don't feel any spiritual power fluctuations, perhaps, the little cripple is really gone. Kang Kui shook his head and said very regretfully.

"No, Senior Brother Motoo won't die. Although Gu Sui'er still insisted, she was soft and panicked.

"What gives you such confidence in him? Kang Kui said.

After another stick of incense, there was still a dead silence in the rubble. Gu Sui'er was almost desperate, "Uncle, just let me go there and have a look, maybe I can find his body." ”

"Now that it's a corpse, what else is there to find?... Hmmm, no!" Kang Kui's eyes widened in surprise suddenly.

Seeing Kang Kui's face change, Gu Sui'er hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?!"

"The little cripple is not dead!" Kang Kui said, and in his divine sense, a faint fluctuation of spiritual power suddenly appeared in the pile of rocks.

Sure enough, after a while, a hand suddenly stretched out from the rocks, and then, the gravel flew wildly, and the tail staggered out.

"Purple Charm! you—" Motowei raised the snake staff high, and opened his mouth to scold angrily.

Yuanwei still wanted to shout something, but Gu Sui'er didn't know where the courage came from, she urged the goshawk under her feet to rush to the edge of the pile of rocks and covered his mouth, grabbed the soft and fled, and flew to his cave.

Behind him, Kang Kui looked at them with a smile and muttered secretly in his heart, "This little cripple is a little interesting." ”

In the cave mansion, the contemplative purple charm suddenly raised her head in surprise, she stared at the direction of Gu Sui'er cave mansion and exclaimed, "This little cripple is a little interesting." ”

Yuan Wei almost died, for a while, under the huge damage of the purple dagger, his uncondensed soul fell into a dead silence, and a dragon roar came from the dark, and finally he finally came back to life.

But at this time, his body was extremely weak, his clothes were like strips of cloth that could barely cover his body, and a huge bruise on his chest that ran up and down was shocking. Although he was not smashed to pieces, although he was still alive, he was only one step away from dying!

Later, Purple Charm really let go of Yuanwei.

But Yuanwei lay in Gu Sui'er's cave mansion, and recuperated for three months before he could barely walk around on the ground. During this period, Kang Kui came to visit him several times, and left several precious elixirs.

"Senior brother, how dare you kill the sect master that day?! That is obviously impossible!" Gu Sui'er asked as he rubbed Yuanwei's still somewhat disobedient arm.

"When I learned that my parents had been killed by the Night Cry Sect, an uncontrollable hatred arose, and it prompted me to kill the Purple Charm and all the disciples of the Night Cry Sect regardless of it!" Motoo explained.

"Then you are blinded by hatred, joy, anger, worry, fear, love, hatred, and desire are our taboos in cultivating immortals, senior brother should not be impulsive in the future. Since the sect master promised to let the senior brother go, the senior brother will continue to cultivate in this night crying sect with me, and besides, with the support of our uncle, the sect master will not come to trouble you again. Gu Sui'er persuaded Yuanwei.

However, Motao himself knew it in his heart. Although the hatred came suddenly, he was not blinded by his mind, on the contrary, he had a deep experience, that is, the more hatred, the more sober he became. At that time, my divine consciousness was very keen, my spiritual power was faster, and my exercises were more powerful!

Motoo came from a rough background and was favored by many people in his upbringing, and because of this, he has a pure nature and a gentle personality, and has never had such an extreme approach. What changed him? Motoo was at a loss, maybe it was the trace of hatred that the old man of Hangu had integrated into his soul? Motoo couldn't be sure.

"Senior brother, what are you thinking?" Gu Sui'er asked when she saw him distracted.

"I'm thinking, if people are gone, what's the point of cultivating immortals? If the two of us are immortal, but we are just nodding heads, will we get bored of each other after seeing too much?"

Gu Sui'er blushed suddenly, "Senior brother, what are you worried about, I'm not saying that I don't have **..."

In any case, Yuan Wei continued to stay in the Night Cry Sect by mistake.

With the improvement of his health, Yuan Wei gradually had a plan, that is, to follow the example of Kang Kui, Gu Sui'er and other Haoyang hunters to lurk in the Night Cry Sect, and then find the opportunity to kill the disciples of the Night Cry Sect one by one!

Now that you have a plan, then everything is in peace.

Yuanwei's first thought was to reforge a flying spirit weapon, and the exquisite flying sword was turned into pieces in the battle with the Purple Charm; in addition to the flying sword, Yuanwei also thought of studying the exercises given to him by the Bat Qing Theory, and maybe he could grow a pair of wings of his own! But after studying it for a long time, he still didn't have a clue.

On this day, the fully recovered Motowei borrowed Gu Sui'er's mount and went out of the Night Cry Sect, and he was going to Luoying City to find Bat Qing Lun, and then re-forge a flying sword in his forging shop.

The goshawk swayed out of the Night Crying Mountain, and its speed slowly slowed down after flying for only a hundred miles.

"Qing Mo, are you tired?" Learning Gu Sui'er's movements, Yuanwei patted the goshawk's head.

That goshawk also has a two-day cultivation in the Spirit Gathering Realm, and has already been able to transform into a human form. Such a realm is not low in the Night Cry Sect, but Qing Mo has become Gu Sui'er's mount. There is naturally a reason for Kang Kui in this, but Gu Sui'er is not in front of him, and Yuanwei has collided with Zi Mei again, and this goshawk naturally dislikes him.

"What are you! You want to ride on my back!"

The goshawk flipped over and shook off the tail of the yuan, but he transformed into a handsome middle-aged woman. The woman was dressed in cyan clothes, and two huge cyan wings were flapped on her back, this is what Qing Mo likes!

"So you're a woman, too!" Motoo's voice came from underneath him.

Qing Mo lowered her head, Yuan Wei, who originally thought that she had fallen to the ground, actually pulled her trouser leg behind her, swinging around under her like a swing, and it looked very comfortable!

"You, you, you let me go!" Qing Mo shook his trouser legs, and his huge wings slashed head-on like knives.

Yuan Wei looked at her angry appearance and suddenly had a thought, "Qing Mo is a disciple of the Night Cry Sect, should I kill her? No, who will make Gu Sui'er a mount if she kills?" Who will take me to Luoying City!"

Just when he hesitated, Qing Mo's wings had already arrived in front of him, and Yuan Wei didn't even think about it, and a dragon shadow hit him. Qing Mo screamed, several feathers on his wings fell, and his whole body couldn't continue to maintain balance, and he fell to the ground with Yuanwei in a swaying manner.

Yuan Wei got up and grabbed the feathers, the feathers flashed with cyan light, and at first glance they were a boutique for forging flying spirit weapons.

Seeing Yuanwei put his feathers into the Qiankun bag, Qing Mo was annoyed and angry, "Little cripple, you give me back the feathers!"

Where did Yuan Wei still care about her feelings, "I originally wanted to go to Luoying City to buy some spiritual materials to forge a flying sword, if you don't take me there, I will pluck all the feathers on your body." Anyway, you're full of feathers, and I'm very satisfied. ”

Qing Mo saw how powerful he was, and he didn't dare to refute it anymore, so he had to obediently lead him on the road.

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