"Young Master......"

Niu Ben almost stepped on the air with Mu Kun, and at this time he saw his young master's extremely gloomy face, and he was really worried that his young master would be angry and go directly to fight with the eldest grandson Qingyun, that is the rhythm of looking for death. Therefore, he whispered, tentatively wanting to know the state of his young master.

What relieved him was that Mu Kun just took a deep look at the eldest grandson Qingyun who was standing on top of the void and confronting Zhang Hatshui, and then he shifted his gaze and began to look for the princess of Allure who was falling faster.

"Young master is really wise, don't you often say that a gentleman takes revenge......, isn't it too late for ten years?

Niu Ben said flattering words with a very thick skin, and his own young master likes to listen to these words the most on weekdays. But before he finished speaking, the words that came to his mouth were choked by him, because Mu Kun next to him jumped from Qiankun's air bag at this time!

"This ......" After stammering for a while, Niu Ben came to his senses and stuck his head out to find his young master. How could he have thought that the young master, who had always been the most life-conscious, would be so irrational at this time? Moreover, this irrationality would still be a martyrdom that had always been scorned as a joke and full of disdain by his pastors! If this matter was transmitted back to the Mu family, and to the ears of Mu Chengfeng, the prime minister of the current dynasty who was above 10,000 people under that person, I don't know what kind of expressions and attitudes those people would have......

Messy thoughts came up, and Niu Ben was stunned, still hesitating whether he should jump down with his young master. But he rolled his eyes, and felt that his young master was a tragic and heroic martyrdom, but what was it to jump like this? No, no, no, no, he couldn't be hot-headed, and he had to report the situation here.

So, he stood on the edge of Qiankun's air bag and mourned for Mu Kun. At the same time, he looked at Mu Kun, who was gliding in the air with his arms open like a bird spreading its wings, and suddenly remembered that it was the "Eagle Xiang" that his young master had particularly liked since he was a child! Ying Xiang was just a high-level body technique of the Yellow Order, but Mu Kun liked it very much, even to the point of falling in love, it was originally a chicken rib body method that had little improvement in combat effectiveness, but now it had become Mu Kun's last straw.

That's right, Mu Kun didn't panic.

He spreads his arms like a goshawk spreads his wings, and controls the descent route through the slight swing of his arms, which is the core of Eagle Flight. Mount Everest is so high, more than a thousand feet, he has used the eagle to fall more than a hundred feet, only to feel that nothing in front of him flashed, there is no time to see the shape clearly, despite this, he glanced at the crowd at the foot of the peak still felt like ants.

"Allure, hold on! I'm almost there!"

Mu Kun looked at Li Qingcheng, who was constantly getting closer to him, and delicately manipulated the falling route. He knew that in this case, a cultivator without a void realm would die if he fell, and even if he practiced Eagle Xiang, it would only make the corpse look less miserable. But he still jumped down without hesitation, at that moment, he didn't care about any grand cause, what the country, he just jumped off as soon as his brain was hot, and he kicked his legs.

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Everest mountainside.

Fifth, Tingyun's complexion was not very good, and the worst that he and Xiao Mengdie were worried about did happen. The eldest grandson Qingyun suddenly appeared, although he failed to kill Li Tingcheng with his own hands, but he successfully stifled Li Tingcheng's plan to climb the world, so that even if Li Tingcheng was talented, how could he escape death?

Looking at Li Tingcheng's falling shadow, the fifth Tingyun ignored Mu Kun who was soaring with the goshawk, and evoked the sword spirit in his heart: "Leaving people, I can resist the sword, can you control me?"

The sword spirit itself is psychic, and naturally knows the fifth Tingyun's plan: "No." ”

Without waiting for the fifth Tingyun to continue to ask, the Liren Sword Spirit added: "Kun Mu can't either." ”

Fifth, when he heard the question that Yun had already come to his mouth, he swallowed it back, his expression gloomy and sad. Even he didn't know why his current self was inexplicably surging with a trace of sadness. At the beginning of the Iran-Myanmar border, he went deep into the enemy country with his blood, and that time he was because of His Royal Highness Princess Li Chengcheng. He vividly remembers that there were no negative emotions in his mind at that time, sadness, pain, despair...... No, he just thinks that how can the princess of his country be taken captive?!

But now, he is also very aware that his mood has changed dramatically.

Where did such a change come from? He was a mortal, and he had very little contact with the princess of Allure, there was one time on the border between Iran and Myanmar, which was quite memorable, there was one time in the imperial capital Shenjing, but it was only a bland or even ceremonial exchange, and then during this time, he said a few words in a vague manner......

Thinking about it, the intersection between him and the princess is pitifully shallow, but his grief at this time is terrifyingly heavy.

The Liren Sword Spirit keenly sensed the emotional changes of the Fifth Tingyun, and said with a little hesitation: "I can't leave people, Kunmu can't, but ...... Heavenly Saint Energy ......"

"Heavenly Holy Sword?" Fifth Tingyun thought of the third sword behind his back, which was still slightly rusty.

"Yes, the Heavenly Sage has long been in a semi-deep sleep, and he has not been able to fully wake up for a long time, just because Liren and Kun Mu suppressed it. ”

Fifth Tingyun recalled the reminder of the Sword Spirit of the Leaving Man last time to him, pondered for a moment, and then said categorically: "Let it out." ”

"My lord, you ...... Think it through. "The sword spirit is still very hesitant.

The fifth Tingyun took a deep breath, and the gray and black qi was gradually used in his eyes. He was originally a three-talented sword master, as long as his mind was firm, where he needed to ask for the consent of the Liren Sword or the Kun Mu Sword, as long as his mind moved, the Liren Kun Mu would absolutely obey.

Xiao Mengdie was trying his best to stabilize his body, clinging to the stone wall, and the whole Mount Everest shook even more violently, and he was almost thrown out several times. But at this moment, he saw the fifth Tingyun holding his hands and swaying left and right towards the edge of the cliff, looking at him like that, as long as he was not careful, he would be thrown out.

"Hey, what do you kid want to do?" Xiao Mengdie wanted to reach out to pull the fifth Tingyun, but Bai Jie beside him suddenly rushed out, and there was no way, so he had to drag Bai Jie back.

Fifth Tingyun turned his face slightly, and his eyes were full of death, he glanced at Xiao Mengdie, and said, "Take care of my sister." As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned back with his right hand, drew the third sword with a piercing grinding sound, and then leaped forward, falling along with the falling boulders into the cliff.

Things happened too fast, and the fifth Tingyun was too decisive, so that when Xiao Mengdie reacted, she couldn't see the shadow of the fifth Tingyun at all. Xiao Mengdie's right hand tightened Bai Jie's tightness, and her left hand slammed the stone wall behind him: "Damn, what does this birdman want to do!"

And Bai Jie, who was being dragged by him, was even more expressionless at this time, and her mind just kept repeating the words of the fifth Tingyun just now: "Take care of my sister." ”

"Take care of my sister. ”

Yes, of course I'm Childe's sister, what am I still looking forward to? I'm just Childe's sister...... Bai Jie muttered to herself, saying something that Xiao Mengdie couldn't hear clearly.