In Ni Xiang's opinion, the land of the Tang Sect is not the gate sect of Zhongzhou, but in such a withering sect, there is such a superb formation, which is something she never expected.

To break such a formation, she had done her best, but her strength was exhausted, and she was unable to break the formation of this secret realm.

She is a disciple of Jianghumen, even she can't break this formation, leaving Mo Yunbai in the formation at this moment, wouldn't that let him go to death?

Maybe this unknown old man is currently going to let Mo Yunbai die in this formation, so he rescued your dying woman in blue from the formation.

If it were normal, Nixiang would definitely be reluctant to part with Mo Yunbai.

But now, she was scarred and weak, and she fell asleep on the other side of the cliff after the old man rescued her.

Although it is noon at the moment, even if there is a ray of sunshine in the sky, this sunlight does not have the slightest temperature.

Ni Xiang slept on the ground and her whole body was trembling, and she said, "What about Brother Mo? ”

The old man knew that the girl sleeping on the ground would never be able to let go of the man in his heart, so he laughed and said, "He is still in that secret place. ”

"Hurry up and help me get him out, he must have gone in for me."

As soon as Nixiang said this, the old man stroked his beard again, and said with a smile: "You little woman is really stupid, he almost killed you just now, aren't you sober?" ”

As soon as the old man said this, the anger in his heart rose to the sky, he snorted coldly, and scolded: "This kid was successfully planted by the summoner of the Western Evil Sect, and at this moment he has a harmful heart, and he can't be left, I will rescue you, it is completely for the sake of your master's face." ”

Hearing this, the mud incense was fragrant for a while, and said, "Who are you?" She had been thinking about Mo Yunbai just now, but she didn't care about who this old man was, and now as soon as this old man said it, she asked it.

The old man said: "I am a summoner under the Western Orthodox Sect, Qi Shuilian is my apprentice, do you know my apprentice." ”

Whether it is a mountain stream, or on the mountain peak, the stones all over the ground are as cold as knives, and the mud fragrance is sleeping on it at the moment, and she really feels extremely cold, just like when she entered the cold and snowy region with the spring, she was cold and had nothing to say.

It's just that the secret realm of the Tang Sect is extremely dangerous, although speaking will once again consume a lot of her true qi and magic value, but for Mo Yunbai, she said: "Know!" ”

The old man stroked his beard and said, "She told me that not only are you a summoner of the Western Evil Sect, but that kid is also a summoner of the Western Evil Sect. ”

When Muxiang heard this, she was surprised and said, "You're here to kill us?" ”

The old man looked at the ever-changing place of the mountain stream and said with a smile: "No, I won't kill you, I'm here to kill that kid." ”

When Ni Xiang heard this, she thought in her heart, this matter is very important, if in this dream, Mo Yunbai still dies in reality, it will be impossible to save her, so she said: "Why don't you kill me?" ”

When the old man heard this, he only felt that the mountain breeze was blowing, cold and buzzing, and he smiled: "You are from Jianghumen, I will not kill you until the matter is clear." ”

Nixiang finally found the flaw in the old man's speech, and said: You too... Afraid... You are also afraid of me ... Aren't we Jianghumen? ”

When the old man heard this, he seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and said: "I'm not afraid of your Jianghu Gate, I'm afraid of killing you by mistake, and it's not good to give your master a forgetful daughter. ”

Time is like flowing water by the stream, very merciless, and in the blink of an eye, the sunlight in the sky has dimmed, and the mountain wind blowing at this time is like a razor cutting their flesh under it.

Thinking of his embarrassment in that mysterious place just now, he couldn't help but worry about Mo Yunbai in his heart, and said: "If you don't go to the mountain stream to rescue my big brother Mo, I will bite my tongue and kill myself, so that you can't explain to my master." ”

When the old man heard this, he withdrew his gaze towards the mountain stream, and then looked at the mud incense.

The woman on the ground looked stubborn, looking at him with tears in her eyes, although he couldn't bear to die like this for such a beautiful girl, but compared to the battle between good and evil in the entire Western summoner, what is the sacrifice of a disciple of the Jianghu Sect?

In her opinion, Muxiang's life is not as good as the battle between good and evil among Western summoners, and he doesn't have to weigh it in his heart, and it is very clear.

Although he was nearly 100 years old, there had been no such person who dared to threaten him for a long time, so he disdained it, looked at Nixiang, and said to her: "I want to kill that kid, if you commit suicide for this, then it can only be said that you are martyrdom, what do you have to do with me?" ”

After speaking, he jumped up, jumped onto a big rock, and then crossed his feet and sat on the big rock, Nixiang slept on the ground and couldn't move, the old man before meeting disappeared, she said: "Senior, are you going to save Brother Mo?" ”

The old man is a fairy wind bone, sitting motionless on the rock at the moment, as if he is meditating, not saying a word, not moving a hair, does the mud fragrance know about this?

She didn't know.

She was confused.

The old man jumped and disappeared from front of her, and she wanted to turn her head to look, but her injuries were so severe that she couldn't move at all when she slept on the cold ground.

For a long time, except for the sound of the wind, and then there was silence.

The old man sitting on the rock on the side saw that there was silence around him, and Nixiang was not talking anymore, his eyes slowly opened, but he saw that the girl in blue in front of him was very strong.

Although she couldn't move, Mud Xiang still tried hard.

She tried hard to swing her head and look at the secret place of the Tang Sect, the mysterious place, but everything was impossible.

Fang Cai was seriously injured in that Xuanxuan, and she was forced by the long sword and short knife in the Xuanxuan for a long time to consume too much true qi and magic value, and without a three-five-month or six-month cultivation adjustment, she would not be using Zhongzhou's whereabouts martial arts and Western summoning techniques no matter what.

She tried to swing her head, but she couldn't.

Now she is very helpless, trying again and again, in exchange for the result of failure again and again.

In this way, for a long time, her body lying on the cold stone became more and more exhausted, and I saw that the cold sweat on her forehead was falling one by one.

Cold sweat is like tears, cold and without temperature.

For a long, long time, she saw that she had tried very hard, but she still couldn't move, so she was helpless to lie on the ground, quietly, motionless and closed her eyes.

At this time, after the old man saw her close her eyes, the cold tears were like the dew on the lotus leaves in autumn being blown away by the breeze and falling on the green silk, he also shook his head and whispered: "What is the love in the world?" "That's it.

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