"Sixth Senior Brother." Zhang Mingxin ran quickly and followed the wind, returned to the Burial Sword Valley, and asked worriedly, "Does it hurt?" ”

The wind didn't say anything, pursed his lips, pursed his eyebrows, and hurriedly walked forward with his head down.

"Senior Sister Liu said, let you walk with your head up." Zhang Mingxin said again.

Feng Buxun suddenly stopped, did not move for a long time, suddenly exhaled a long breath, turned around, and said to Zhang Mingxin with a smile: "Today's matter, don't tell Master, Master asked, and said that I fell off this cliff and was injured." ”

Zhang Mingxin looked at Feng Buxun's smile, a little scared, but still nodded.

Feng Buxun is smiling on his face, on one side his face is good, as handsome as before, but on the other hand, his face is swollen from his mouth to his eyes, all swollen one or two inches high, looking very strange, if it is not Zhang Mingxin, if he is someone else, he is lying on the ground with a smile.

"Old witch! The next time I send wine, I'll put it in it...... I'm ...... I'll send it to you anyway! "The wind didn't say it intermittently, and I didn't know what I wanted to say about it, but I didn't say it.

However, Zhang Mingxin, listening to what the sixth senior brother said, remembered what the master said last night, his heart was cold, and he panicked, in case, after a month, when the wine was sent again, all the elites of the Seven Xuanzong ......

Zhang Ming shivered in his heart, just greeted the woman in the moon Xuan, drove the two down the mountain, and didn't see how the woman moved, the sleeves fluttered, the wind didn't find a muffled sound, and before he took a few steps, his face was swollen badly, and when he went down the mountain, the female disciples of Liuyuetai bumped into each other, and the laughter was endless, and Zhang Mingxin was shy with laughter.

Out of Liuyue Peak, Zhang Mingxin handed over the jade bottle given by Senior Sister Liu to Feng Buxun, Feng Buxun's eyes lit up, and he used the medicine inside.

This medicine is magical, and the face that was punched by the disciples of the Vinaya Sect was immediately eliminated after the medicine. This medicine is even more miraculous, the woman hit the swollen face, and after using the medicine, it immediately swollen a few points, and the senior brother screamed in pain.

In the end, the senior brother had a swollen face and sent the medicinal wine to the Fu Sect, and everyone laughed along the way, that is, I don't know which disciple's dog and brown bird, but also barked at Senior Brother Feng, "Wangha, Wangha", "Hee Ha Hee".

Touching the poisonous mushroom powder in his waist, Zhang Mingxin clenched his fists, sent wine again, and carried some endless wood silk......

The two of them had their own thoughts, walked and walked, and stopped together.

In front of the path, one person stood and one person sitting, both staring at the two of them viciously.

Feng Buxun pulled Zhang Mingxin to his side with one hand, and protected him tightly, his eyes became cold.

A punch and a kick, attacking from the rear, the two seemed to have a deep tacit understanding, like hiding from the gossip furnace, they dodged together, and the two people who attacked from the rear were shocked at the same time, as if they didn't believe that the two flashed.

The two people in front of them, seeing that their companions could not attack, surrounded them together.

"Heh, the drunkard handyman, he still has a bit of cultivation, and he is forced to open my brother's fists and feet." In the early days of Qianzhutai, the four disciples of the Vinaya Sect who were embarrassed by the two were all there at this time, and the slender disciple was a sneak attack, and the sneak attack failed, and he spoke out in anger.

There were two slender disciples, standing in the air, and the slender disciples were holding a long sword. The other disciple is a fat man, with a royal weapon under his feet, and he is a big sledgehammer.

"Four Masters of the Vinaya, please raise your hand and let me go. Previously, my junior brother bumped into the uncle, I am here to accompany me again, today's medicinal wine, the next time I will send wine at the entrance, I will send good wine to the uncles. ”

Sixth Senior Brother Feng Buxun said to the disciples of the Vinaya Sect, bowed slightly, and begged the four of them. Feng Buxun's eyebrows were twisted, the handsome face on the left was cold, and the right cheek was swollen and red like a smile, and the four of them laughed.

"You two, just light your hands, just teach him a lesson, don't take his two cheap lives. Beat half of his face higher than the right side of his face! The tall Vinaya disciple spoke, with his hands behind his back, his face fierce and proud, and the vicious look in his eyes, first pointing at the thin and fat two.

The tall disciple pointed at Zhang Mingxin again, and said to the short disciple next to him, "This little one, Senior Brother Wang, you go and catch it, your foot is broken, let him remember, how to walk!" ”

The three of them responded, and they all surrounded each other, Feng Buxun dragged Zhang Mingxin, leaned on the cliff on the side, and wanted to speak again, the slender disciple hit Feng Buxun in the face with one palm, and Feng Buxun hit one side of his head, that is, he dodged, and the cliff behind the palm was splashed with stones.

Feng Buxun's eyes were cold, but Zhang Mingxin flashed away at hand, but it was the short disciple of the Law Sect who caught it with one hand and was flashed by Zhang Mingxin.

Feng Buxun struck a blow in his heart, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes flashed several times, and then he let go again, the slender disciple and the fat disciple were already attacking with several fists and palms in the air, and the wind did not find his body like a whirlwind, avoiding it again and again.

And Zhang Mingxin was chased by the short disciples and scurried around.

This path is less than a zhang wide, with a cliff on one side and a cliff on the other, Zhang Mingxin was chased by a short disciple, jumping up and down, turning left and right, ape-like, extremely ugly, but he was not caught.

Staring at the wind and not looking for the two, he dodged his junior brother's fist again and again, and the proud look of the tall disciple gradually became ugly, and he took out a long sword in his hand, and walked towards Feng Buxun, and shouted angrily at the same time: "Senior brother Wang's sacrificial weapon, break the legs of that little monkey!" ”

As he spoke, the tall disciple stabbed a sword into the wind and did not find his chest, but the sword was green, but he used his true qi.

Feng Buxun listened to the angry shouts of the tall disciple, turned his head to look at Zhang Mingxin, his eyes did not look at the sword that stabbed him, his body flashed, and the sword was inserted into the cliff behind him, standing a few inches, extremely sharp.

The short disciple sacrificed a golden stick, waving it like the wind, where it was just a broken foot, it was clear that it was mostly taken from Zhang Ming's heart, the stick move, fast and urgent, Zhang Ming's heart flashed a few sticks, but it was dangerous.

The stick, compared to the gossip furnace fire is very dense, after a few strokes, Zhang Mingxin was forced to a protruding cliff edge, there is no place to stop, the short disciple stick hit the head, Zhang Mingxin narrowly dodged sideways, the stick smashed on the edge of the cliff, a piece of gravel, and fell off the cliff.

The strong wind on the stick blew so that Zhang Mingxin could not stand on his feet and fell to the ground.

Zhang Mingxin was covered in a cold sweat, what he thought in his heart, and he didn't understand, how could he have his leg broken if he pretended to be that tall senior brother!

In a hurry, he shouted loudly: "Senior brothers, we are also disciples of the Seven Xuan, how can we, how can we bully us like this?" ”

The tall disciple listened, and said with a fierce smile: "You two don't know where to steal my Seven Xuan Body Method, and you dare to call yourself a disciple of the Seven Xuan, we Seven Xuan, when will there be a disciple of you drunkards!" Today, we will teach you two thieves on behalf of the teacher. ”

Turning his head, he said to Feng Buxun again: "Even you, a lowly drunkard, are also worthy of entering Liuyue Peak to deliver wine!" Mingyue Shouzao didn't teach enough lessons, only slapped you in the face, today, ruined one side of your face, broke your two legs, and let you remember, where to go, where not to go! ”

As soon as his eyes turned pale, the slender disciples and the fat disciples attacked together,

"Hmph, even you dare to follow Senior Sister Liu, I don't know if she is my senior brother......" The slender disciple said sarcastically, but was stopped by the tall disciple.

Several people attacked in a row, and the magic weapons in their hands hit the gravel and flew wildly, and the light of each magic weapon was great, and several people used their real skills, and the wind was still firmly avoided.

The practice of blocking the gas in the gossip furnace, walking quickly to avoid the fire, is actually a faint exercise of the two people's body method, and the weapon that hits is like the fire of the furnace, and the exit of the fire is predetermined, and it is also the time to force the sword to come.

The wind is unharmed, but Zhang Mingxin is sealed on the edge of the cliff by the short disciples, and there is nowhere to escape. The short disciple laughed strangely, and slowly smashed down the sticks in his hands one by one, and sneered at Zhang Mingxin rolling on the ground to dodge, but he firmly sealed the road on both sides, preventing Zhang Mingxin from escaping again, and under the sticks, stones and dirt splashed.

"My Xuanzong disciple, everyone is skilled in flying with imperial weapons, how can you only roll on the ground, and escape to the sky without imperial weapons, and dare to call yourself a disciple of the Seven Xuanzong!"

The short disciple's voice was sharp, sneering at Zhang Mingxin, the stick in his hand did not stop, and Zhang Mingxin went to the edge of the cliff a few more points.

Zhang Mingxin opened his mouth and wanted to say something again.

Suddenly, the protruding cliff edge, "boom" a few times, the rock cracked and fell, Zhang Mingxin didn't have time to make a sound, and fell down with the rock.

"Senior brother!" exclaimed, but the wind didn't see the situation on Zhang Mingxin's side, jumped high, crossed several people, dodged, and when he reached the edge of the cliff, he wanted to jump down.

"Senior brother, I'm fine." Zhang Mingxin's voice came from the edge of the cliff, a round head stretched up from the edge of the cliff, and there were several scratches on his face, but he was holding on to the edge of the cliff with both hands, pedaling the convex stone with both feet, not falling off the cliff, and struggling to climb up.

Feng Buxun was in a hurry, so he was about to lean over and pull Zhang Mingxin, but he was blocked by the stick of the dwarf disciple and took a few steps back.

"Do you want to kill someone?" Feng Buxun stood up, turned his back to the several people of the Vinaya Sect and asked coldly, but his eyes did not leave Zhang Mingxin, watching Zhang Mingxin try to climb up, and the short disciple's stick kept shaking, preventing Zhang Mingxin from going up the cliff. "Let my junior brother go, and I'll be at your disposal."

"Hmph, haha! Homicide? A big drunkard, a small drunkard, sent wine to Qixuanzong, drunk on the way, his steps were vain, and he fell off the cliff, what does it have to do with me? The two of you, seeing the ghosts of the underworld, offer good wine, see if you can have a good birth in the next life, and really become a disciple of the Seven Xuan, even if you can enter the Art Sect and the Fu Sect! Hahahaha. The tall disciple had a sinister look on his face, as if he had thought of something, and laughed slylyly.

A gust of wind blew, the wind did not find the clothes and floated, and a few pieces of gravel fell from the edge of the cliff, falling to the bottom of the cliff, and it took a long time to make a "pop" sound.

"Senior brother, you go quickly, I, I'm fine." Zhang Mingxin listened to the tall disciple's crazy words, and looked at the tall disciple with his head sticking out from the edge of the cliff, he was shocked and frightened in his heart, thinking that he couldn't even affect the senior brother, and he was afraid and anxious to call the senior brother to flee by himself.

"Senior brother, close your eyes." Feng Buxun turned to face the several disciples of the Vinaya Sect, stood straight, his hands drooped, and the starry eyes were not smiling, but they made the disciples of the Vinaya Sect feel a slight chill.

Zhang Mingxin sighed, thinking that his senior brother was afraid that he didn't want to see him run away, so he closed his eyes, hung on the edge of the cliff, and closed his eyes again, his heart naturally beat faster, and his heart was even more frightened.

When Zhang Mingxin closed his eyes, Feng Buxun's voice was loud, and his words were only in all directions: "You insult me, insult me, bully me, hurt me, it's just you, I'm not annoyed." You want to harm my junior brother, you dare to harm my junior brother! I can't find the wind, it's his senior brother, I, no, Xu! ”

A gust of wind rose, the wind did not find the place where he stood, there was no one, the short disciple with the stick, the figure in front of him flickered, was trampled on the chest, kicked out, and the stick fell to the ground with a dingdong.

The three tall disciples were stunned, and before they could come back to their senses, the wind was not looking for them, and there was a shadow in front of them, and the three of them had swords and hammers in their hands, and they quickly stabbed them out.

Where the sword stabbed, the phantom turned into nothing, the tall disciple and the slender disciple felt at ease, and the fat disciple next to him hit the cliff with a hammer in his hand, and he was embedded in the stone wall, and a burst of stone dust flew.

The fat disciple looked shocked, but the hammer in his hand was swept towards by the wind, and he slapped it with one palm.

Several people saw the sledgehammer in the stone wall, and they were stunned for a while, and the wind approached the fat disciple step by step, and came out again with one palm.

The slender disciple reacted quickly, came back to his senses, and stabbed a sword into the back of Feng Buxun to rescue the fat disciple.

I didn't see the wind and didn't look back, I stretched out one hand back, held the sword, pulled and flicked, the sword in the slender disciple's hand seemed to be held by an iron claw, with the body, and was thrown to the ground, when the slender disciple let go of the sword in his hand, his body had been smashed to the ground, his bones were in a burst, and he screamed miserably.

At the same moment, the fat disciple was slapped away with a palm, hit the cliff, and then fell to the ground, without a sound, he actually fainted.

Feng Buxun turned around, the tall disciple's sword had already been stabbed, and the blue light on the sword flickered, much stronger than before, and he was already trying his best to stab it.

Seeing the sword piercing into the wind and not looking for the body, the tall disciple smiled viciously, the body dissipated, and it was a phantom, holding the tall disciple's wrist with one hand, "click", the sword in his hand fell, and the tall disciple suddenly screamed again and again, and the voice was sad and reverberated in the mountain.

The tall disciple, holding his twisted arm, was half-kneeling on the ground, the sword in his hand had already fallen, cold sweat was pouring down his forehead, and he looked at the wind in horror and resentment, kneeling and retreating.

Feng Buxun's eyes were like lightning, one glance at the tall disciple, and then at several people on the ground, fainted, rolling and screaming, no one stood anymore, and no one dared to get up and make a move.

Turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, pulled Zhang Mingxin up, looked up and down, Zhang Mingxin's face, hands and feet, many abrasions and dirt, Zhang Mingxin opened his eyes and was about to struggle, seeing that it was the senior brother, he hurriedly stopped, looked around at the appearance of several people in the Vinaya Sect, and opened his mouth in surprise.

Feng Buxun snorted, took out the jade bottle, dipped the medicine in his hand, wiped it for Zhang Mingxin, turned around and picked up Zhang Mingxin, and said lightly: "Mingxin, let's go home." ”

Feng Buxun said, and walked towards the path of the Burial Sword Valley, leaving only a few people from the Vinaya Sect to groan and squirm on the ground.

A gust of wind came, and the sand and gravel on the shore rolled down again, and the wind did not find the sound, but came with the wind: "After today, among the Xuanzong, there will be another person who deceives my junior brother and harms my junior brother, I am not found in the wind, or is not there, and those who dare to touch my junior brother will be protected thousands of miles away!" "In the distance, on the edge of a cliff.

An eighteen-year-old woman, looking at the few people of the Law Sect on the small road in the mountains from a distance, and then looked at the departing Feng Buxun two, let go of the sword in her hand and returned to the sheath, sighed faintly, a pair of apricot eyes were melancholy, and stood for a long time before turning around and walking, counting steps, and looking back again......