Hearing the three words Bai Yu Pavilion, Yu Miao suddenly trembled her body, she never thought that someone would remember Bai Yu Pavilion, but the rough man in front of her clearly said that he was the descendant of Kongtong Yunxiao, how did he know?

From the changes of Yu Miao, the rough man already knows that he is right, in fact, this matter is a long story, but the matter is very simple, the Taoist of Kongtong Yunxiao Temple has always been at peace with other Taoist sects, Han Zhen because of the origin of the heart of the world, at the age of five by the Taoist elder Yu Fengqing as a closed disciple, since then began his Taoist career, when he was nineteen years old, the predecessors of Yunxiao Temple were invited by other Taoist sects to participate in what moral conference, that time was naturally by Yu Fengqing this elder, to this day, Han Zhen still remembers the scene at that time, On that day, Yu Fengqing held a white feather in the pavilion and talked to himself, in the past, the master was always a calm and unfazed person, when would he talk to himself about a white feather, but he was young and pure at that time, and he didn't understand the reason, and Yu Fengqing didn't say much, although Yu Fengqing and his predecessors left, a month later, the bad news came, the predecessors of Yunxiaoguan encountered an accident, and returned to the west, when the body was sent back by other Taoist people, Han Zhen left a white feather in Yu Fengqing's pocket, but this white feather has been stained with blood, There is an extremely small line of handwriting at the root system of Bai Yu - Bai Yu Pavilion, for so many years, although the ancestors have died out, the cloud view has gradually declined, and now only Han Zhen is left, and he does not want to be immersed in the grief of the master and his predecessors, so he was born to travel around, using morality to wash away the sorrow of the past, as for the white feather, he has already been buried deep in the ground with the master's coffin, and he does not want to meet again today, which makes him reawaken the sorrow of the past. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Facing Han Zhen's angry appearance, Yu Miao had already recovered from the tremor just now, she threw away the umbrella in her hand and let the rain fall on her shoulders: "White Feather Pavilion, how many years, does anyone still remember it?" Yu Miao took a deep breath, as if she was full of might, and said to Han Zhen: "Yes, I am a member of the White Feather Pavilion, if you seek revenge, you can do it yourself, but in the heaven-given land of the White Feather Pavilion, the pavilion people will never sit idly by." ”

Staring at the current situation, Yi Xiaochen became more and more confused, one was a stubborn and righteous Taoist, and the other was a woman with an unknown identity but a similar evil aura to herself, now, the two of them were somehow mixed together, looking at Han Zhen's appearance, it seemed that there was a great enmity in his body, if he wanted to live and die but the righteousness and obsession in his heart, then his so-called way for heaven would be a.

Thinking of this, Yi Xiaochen couldn't help but let out a burst of playful and sadistic sounds, although the sound was small, but a few people were only a few steps apart, and naturally it reached the ears of the two.

It's just that at the moment, Han Zhen is angry and angry, the once fragrant and prestigious Cloud Celestial Views have disappeared since that mysterious meeting due to the death of the senior elders, otherwise, the Cloud Descent Technique alone can make them stand at the peak of prestige.

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Han Zhen gritted his teeth, his bull's eyes widened angrily, his body was flooded with energy, and the invisible power attacked Yu Miao like a barrier, but Yu Miao was able to hide the world for so many years, and she was not a weak person, she moved her slender hand, and two flames slowly ignited from the palm of her hand.

Seeing this, Yi Xiaochen shook his head disdainfully, turned around and wanted to leave, but fate is sometimes so wonderful, just when Yi Xiaochen turned around to avoid the battle between the two, the towel of Yu Miao's coat was broken, just as the cold wind hit, the corner of the coat was slightly raised, and the white bone flute on Yu Miao's waist just leaked out of one end, although it was only for a moment, but Yi Xiaochen had already seen it.

At that moment, he was stunned for a moment, and then pulled out the white bone flute on his waist, and it was his actions that reflected Yu Miao's afterglow, Yu Miao was distracted, Han Zhen had already roared and rushed over, his right hand quickly used the spirit rune as a guide, and his left hand bent his fingers, only to hear a pardon word, Han Zhen's right hand spirit rune immediately turned into a blue flame, I saw him raise his right hand high, flew up, and the flame in his right hand exploded, turning into a burst of stars, at the same time, a dazzling white light flew out from the thick clouds, driven by Han Zhen, This white light rushed towards Yu Miao like a dragon.

"Heavenly Thunder!"

Seeing this situation, Yi Xiaochen and Yu Miao exhaled at the same time, Yi Xiaochen could recognize Tianlei because he was almost broken by Shangguan Jifeng with Tianlei in Qingcheng Temple, and died in Huangquan, and Yu Miao recognized Tianlei purely because she was also born in Baiyu Pavilion.

"Bastard poisonous woman, you shameless and despicable person, what kind of shame do you have to live in the world and die!" At this time, Han Zhen had already forgotten the so-called Dao of Righteousness and Reason, and the hatred he had had soaked his soul like a flood.

"Pedantic stupid man!" Although Yu Miao was frightened, she said that she was not a person who was bound to die, and immediately retreated two steps, the golden light of her hands surged with the breath, and suddenly became dark red, only to see Yu Miao's eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, and her breath rushed forward with the halo of her hands like rain and mist, and there was a strong posture of resistance, at this moment, a figure flashed behind Yu Miao, and at that moment, Yu Miao was shocked by the breath of this figure.

Because of seeing the bone flute on Yu Miao's waist, Yi Xiaochen couldn't bear it, and in the resentment of his own bone flute girl, he involuntarily flew forward, burned his soul with his soul, and gathered his soul power to help this strange woman resist Han Zhen's technique, after all, his séance almost killed Xiao Mao, and he didn't know whether his heavenly thunder was stronger or weaker than Shangguan Jifeng.

There was a muffled sound of "boom", and then an extremely strong and scorching power exploded from between Yu Miao and Han Zhen, and the two people couldn't resist the might, and they retreated and fell to the ground one after another, and this small space actually dispersed the rain and fog, and it was not until a few seconds later that this heavy rain fell from the sky again and smashed on several people.

"Ahem..."With a continuous cough, Han Zhen got up from the ground with red eyes, followed by a trace of blood oozing out of the corner of his mouth: "Damn..."Han Zhen stared at Yu Miao, unwilling, but he was too hasty, his own spiritual strength had not yet recovered from the séance, and now he was leading the heavens to thunder and restrain people, even if he had the heart of benefiting the world, he could not resist this powerful pressure.

On the other hand, Yu Miao, although Yi Xiaochen's intervention made her feel better, just looking at her pale face, she also knew that Yu Miao was not much better, after all, the Yin Thunder Technique was one of the three powers of the Yang Technique, and the power to resist evil was absolutely powerful.

"You... Why are you doing this? Staring at Yi Xiaochen who was gasping beside Yu Miao, Han Zhen gritted his teeth and asked angrily.

Yi Xiaochen gasped heavily, and instead of answering Han Zhen's words, he turned to stare at Yu Miao and spoke, "Where did your white bone flute come from?" ”

Yu Miao looked at the man with the broken arm in front of him who had the same evil aura as herself, and said vigilantly: "Stand back, otherwise I won't be polite!" ”

A word was spoken, without waiting for everyone to react, Xiao Mao a few steps away moved, he was not alive, and his death was incomplete, but the corpse spirit in the spirit of the soul had a great desire, and Yu Miao's words spread with the evil qi that dissipated by herself, directly arousing the ferocity of the corpse spirit in Xiao Mao's body. (To be continued.) )