The iron fan stared at her with pity: "Why bother? ”

Because of the pain, my face was sweating profusely, and my messy sideburns were blown by the wind, so I pasted a lot of them. From graceful to embarrassed now, Shu Hui is still the same Shu Huier.

She stubbornly protected Meng Qiuling, and then said to the iron fan: "I am willing to do it, and I want you to take care of it." ”

Meng Qiuling was like a mirror in her heart, crying and said, "Sister Yi'er, you really don't have to be like this. ”

Of course, the iron fan didn't know the obsession in Shu Hui'er's heart to protect his senior brother Qiu Muhua, he was only between the Divine Sword Valley and the eldest lady of Xuanmen, and in the end he still saved such a touching chivalrous righteousness.

The embarrassed Shuyier, the degree of beauty has not diminished.

In Bai Feng and Meng Qiuling's eyes, she is many times more holy and glamorous than she was at the beginning.

Even the iron fan couldn't help but secretly admire, plus the iron fan had already noticed her peerless appearance, the iron fan hesitated for a long time, and slapped the folding fan in the palm of his hand several times, and then said: "This girl, I was ordered to come, and it was only Meng Qiuling who was killed." Earlier you said that you were Meng Qiuling, of course, I can't be polite. But, now we all know that you are not Meng Qiuling, the girl behind you is. You get out of the way, let me kill this girl, you and your senior brother, live or dead, what do you want, all obey your opinions, how about it? ”

Shu Yier wanted to thank him for being so "kind", but she asked Tie Fan rhetorically: "You know that I want to protect my senior brother, but do you know who I have to fight against?" ”

Iron Fan didn't care, chuckled and shook his head.

Bai Feng and Meng Qiuling listened carefully to what Shu Huier was going to say next, and sure enough, when Shu Xuaner said a few words, not only were they surprised, but the proud iron fan was even more like being struck by lightning, his body shook violently, his feet were weak, and he staggered back.

The swordsmen of the Black Owls held him up.

The iron fan laughed again and again: "You lie, you lie!" He stood still and said sharply: "Shura Sect Leader Huangfu Xing's name shocks the rivers and lakes, how can it be coveted by your little woman?" Unfolded the iron fan and shook it gently, shook it several times, was shocked, and finally said: "Okay, the kindness I just had was gray-haired." The fan continued to close, raised, and waved forward.

The swordsmen of the Black Owl Gang launched an all-out assault again.

The knife that dances like a wheel, whoever touches it will be left with only a dead end. Bai Feng raised his almost unconscious right arm and hugged Meng Qiuling tightly in his arms. Song Lian didn't care that he would definitely die, and threw himself in front of Shu Huier, trying to use his body to block the last moment for Shu Huier.

Death, with an unstoppable momentum, invaded the four of them in an instant.

I almost felt the pain of the snow bright steel knife cutting through my body, but the pain didn't seem to be as terrible as I imagined.

Shu Yi'er helped Song Lian and touched the bloodstains on his body.

The blood was still fresh, as if it had just flowed out, and there was a lot of it......

"Are we dead?" She asked, slurching.

Song Lian gasped, felt it very seriously, and after a moment, he said, "No." His eyes wandered, and he saw that Bai Feng and Meng Qiuling next to him were also fine, although Bai Feng's right hand was still weak, but they were indeed still alive.

Behind him, a white figure stood.

Song Lian saw it first and was shocked.

After Shu Yier felt it, he slowly poked his head out from behind him, and was even more surprised and speechless.

Bai Feng was the only one of the four who was watching from beginning to end, and he saw that the person who was like a visitor from outside the sky, a long sword turned into ten thousand silver flowers. None of these silver flowers are false, and each one of them is real, resisting the swarming black owl gang swordsmen. Those fast knives that spun like wheels were all blocked, and not only that, but the sword flowers that spread out merged into a bunch in the blink of an eye. This bundle is completely different from the bundle that Shu Yier and Song Lian used before. This bundle is as thick as a swimming dragon, and the operation is so flexible, so many black owl knife hands, as long as they rush to the front, they will all be hit.

The knife hand that was hit fell to the ground, and the tendons of the hand holding the knife were all severed.

Shu Yier, who was already haggard like a scattered leaf, suddenly had a bright and shining brilliance in his wide eyes. She desperately ran out of Song Lian's shelter and ran to the man's side.

Meng Qiuling snuggled into Bai Feng's arms, seeing her expression as bright as a peach blossom blooming in spring, and hearing her voice has never been so soft.

"Senior brother, senior brother!" She cheered, completely forgetting all the ups and downs she had been through.

Iron Fan did not believe in evil and ordered the rest of the men to continue the attack. At the same time, he also set up a posture, only to see a large area of sword flowers blooming, his own swordsmen fell one after another, and the plain white man gradually isolated from the crowd. The iron fan was divided into two hands, and one fan was actually dismantled into two.

After being split into two iron fans, more than a dozen iron sticks shot out of each fan bone, and all the iron sticks added up to nearly a thousand, overwhelming the world and carrying heads.

The others didn't even have time to express their horror.

The man who was dressed in the same white clothes as Shu Yier was not in a hurry. He still seems to be in that vast peach forest. It wasn't an iron stick, but a spring flower that fell from the branches after the wind. Those flowers, no matter where they fell, no matter what twists and turns they would encounter along the way, no matter how huge the number would be, as long as he wanted to, his sword, would never miss a single piece of them.

Not a single piece will fall!

Dressed in white clothes, he swung his sword like a rainbow, and nearly a thousand iron sticks were all shot down.

"Sneer...... "Sneer" was knocked out of direction like rain, and continued to shoot into the earth. The iron fan's face was as earth-colored as it turned to escape. "He", who was dressed in white clothes, was shocked and landed on the opposite side. The long sword pointed flat, and the iron fan was high and low, so that he could not get rid of the bad luck of being held in his throat with all his might.

As soon as the wrist of "he", who was dressed in Tianshui white, turned, a piece of skin broke in the throat of the iron fan. Blood "brushes" flowed down. The iron fan's soul flew away, his knees fell to his knees, and feces and urine flowed together.

Shu Yi'er rushed over and said angrily: "Senior brother, even if this person is this person, he ordered to kill the third senior brother. ”

The iron fan hurriedly defended himself: "No, no, it's clear that you pretended to be Miss Meng of Xuanmen, so I ordered the move." I have no grudge against you at all. ”

Qiu Muhua, the eldest disciple of the Divine Sword Valley, stretched his face and said in a deep voice: "Those who kill my third junior disciple must not stay." With a lift of his wrist, the throat of the iron fan was cut, and he died of anger.

In the wilderness, the corpses of the Black Owl Gang's knife hands are everywhere.

Song Lian and Shu Yier followed Qiu Muhua and retrieved He Hai's body.

Brought He Hai back to Hanlin Village, found a feng shui land in the open space behind Hanlin Village, Song Lian dug a pit, and Qiu Muhua put He Hai in.

When he piled dirt on He Hai's body, Shu Yier finally couldn't help crying. Coming here from the Valley of Excalibur, the third senior brother took care of himself vividly, and he was still alive and well when he was willful, but the third senior brother who took care of himself with all his heart and soul slept forever.

"I'm sorry for you, Third Senior Brother, I'm sorry for you......" She burst into tears.

The new grave was raised, and a vigorous pine sapling was moved next to it. Qiu Muhua took Song Lian and Shu Yier to burn paper money for He Hai. During this period, Bai Feng and Meng Qiuling condoled again as friends.

It wasn't until evening that the five who were alive returned to the courtyard together.

Song Lian pushed open the two doors of the main house, but he didn't expect that a person would be revealed inside. Shu Yier couldn't stop screaming when he saw it. Meng Qiuling let out an "ah" and buried her head in Bai Feng's arms. Bai Feng was bold, took a look, and couldn't help but let out a "huh". Meng Qiuling heard the clue and hurriedly turned her head to look again. Seeing this, she couldn't help it, let out an "oh", broke away from Bai Feng's embrace, and ran into the house.

Inside the house, the willow branch entwined sister, who was very good at secret weapons, sat on the ground against the wall and did not move.

The face of the entangled sister was scratched by her own willow leaf dart, and the flesh and blood were blurred and scabbed indiscriminately, and the ghost face was the same, so Shu Yi'er, who had no idea, was startled after seeing it.

Meng Qiuling couldn't help but think: Sister Feng was counterattacked by Brother Feng's sword qi and hurt her face, Brother Feng had no intention of hurting her life, but took herself away, why didn't this Sister take the opportunity to escape, but had the audacity to stay here, waiting for them and the others to come back?

However, she also found out later: The reason why the sister was motionless was really because she was pointed.

Who clicked her?

Bai Feng and Meng Qiuling looked at Qiu Muhua, who was sitting next to the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Qiu Muhua took a sip of water and said to Shu Yier, "Senior sister, let's go make some dinner." Shu Yier was very submissive, said "um", and went out.

Dinner is simple, except for corn paste porridge, which is steamed buns bought from other people's homes. However, everyone was very hungry, including Qiu Muhua, and they all ate very well.

After eating, Qiu Muhua said to Shu Yier: "On my way to Suzhou, I got acquainted with an eight-bag elder of the beggar gang. Later, he told me: The female disciple in the Divine Sword Valley, that is, you, provoked the Soul Falling Knife and the Star Chasing Sword. The elder said, "Mu Hua, although the Soul Falling Sword and the Star Chasing Sword are not very famous, when it comes to the influence of the rivers and lakes, they are not necessarily so remarkable. They pestered your junior sister, according to my understanding of your master's kung fu, even if your junior sister's ability is less than half of yours, it is more than enough to take care of those two guys. ’”

Later facts, as the eight-bag elder said in these words, Shu Yier listened to it, and his heart was extremely ashamed, and he couldn't help but blush.

Qiu Muhua said again: "When you got acquainted with Emperor Fuxing, the leader of the Shura Sect, I had already arrived in Xiangzhou. ”

Shu Yier let out a soft "ah", surprised, and secretly happy.

"I was also present when He Hai killed the snake tooth girl."

Shu Yier was even more excited.

"Later, you left Jiangnan, came to the Central Plains, met a female lonely man, and stayed in Hanlin Village, all of which I saw in my eyes."

Song Lian was surprised when he heard this, and interjected and asked, "Then I sent the letter to Suzhou, but Senior Brother didn't see it." ”

Qiu Muhua said lightly: "What difference does it make if you see it or not?" ”

Song Lian thought about it and suddenly said: "Yes, I want to tell Senior Brother about you, Senior Brother, you already know everything." ”

Shu Yier lowered his head, and finally couldn't help but feel weak. "Senior brother," she whispered, "I really didn't deliberately provoke the Shura Sect Master's incident. ”

"The Thousand Flowers Banquet in Cuiyuntai, the Hundred Treasures Meeting in Linjiang Pavilion, you go, not to mention Huangfu Xing, just an ordinary person, it is difficult not to take it as a sign that you agree to make a promise." Qiu Muhua frowned as he spoke, "Yi'er, how bad Ah Hai's face is, you must already know it, right?" ”

Shu Xuan'er's face was red all the way to the root of his ears, but he could only answer: "The red lotus flame of Huangfu Star is burning." ”

"You would rather dedicate yourself to the master of the Xuanmen Gate, and today during the day, you did not hesitate to pretend that you are the credit of the Xuanmen eldest lady in front of the black lord gang swordsman, and deliberately show favor to the real Xuanmen eldest lady, speaking of which, everything is for me, but," Qiu Muhua said this, not at all happy and happy, but sad and heartbroken: "Do you know that as long as you can have the heart and divide these little by little on Ah Hai, he will not be burned by the red lotus fire of the Shura sect master, He won't be killed by the Lords' knifemen here. ”

Shu Yier couldn't stop crying: "That's because ...... That's because ......"

Qiu Muhua's gaze became colder and colder, but the cause and effect of the matter were beyond the control of human reason, and he also deeply felt that everything was doomed, whether he or Jiner, was essentially helpless.

"I told you I was going to practice my sword......" he said to Shu Yi'er, his tone tinged with pity. Shu Yi'er's tears were so pitiful, and his heart was not made of steel, but he still stretched out his hand to her. Shu Yier snuggled into his arms, and the cry turned into a big cry. The grief was completely vented, Qiu Muhua stroked her hair and comforted her: "Okay, okay, it's all in the past." Ah Hai will definitely not blame you, and I-" His heart was full of pain, but at this time, he still tried his best to be a senior brother who cared about his junior sister: "I don't blame you anymore." ”

At night, Qiu Muhua sat on the edge of the bed and fell asleep with Shu Yier. After Shu Huier fell asleep, he gently pulled his hand out of Shu Huier's palm, went out of the room, crossed the main house, and finally came to the courtyard.

On the other side of the wing, the door opened, and Meng Qiuling walked out of the room.