The blood-stained brocade robe swayed and fell to the ground in mid-air, only making people feel that the blood stains like red plums were bright and cold, revealing a trace of coldness in people's bones.

"Ahh

There was a timid one, and just as he was about to make a statement, he suddenly heard a scream from the courtyard. So his body trembled, and he was frightened back by the words that came to his mouth.

"I forgot to tell you." A trace of disdain flashed in the immortal envoy's eyes: "The guards in the courtyard of the Taishou Mansion and the personal soldiers brought by the national teacher have all been accepted by our Immortal Venerable." ”

Received? Isn't it just dead? Do you want to be so particular?

So, the adults were finally completely messy.

What kind of powerful pervert must this be to find such a strange reason for killing. Do you think your mind is really normal when you say this?

"This immortal envoy counts to three." The immortal envoy slowly sat on the chair: "If you haven't expressed your position after three sounds, don't blame the immortal envoy for opening the killing ring." ”

"One....... 2. ......"

"Big brother!"

Suddenly, someone hurriedly ran in through the gate blocked by the disciples of the Righteous Sect.

"Oh no, I don't know where a group of people suddenly came, and the brothers suffered heavy losses."

The immortal envoy's face still maintained that disdainful smile, and his mouth just opened into the shape of a three, but he froze suddenly.

"Senior brother, what should I do?"

"Ah......h

Another scream, which seemed even more miserable than just now.

"What did you say?" The immortal envoy raised his eyebrows: "The Taishou Mansion is full of people from our Righteous Sect, where are those stupid people our opponents?" ”

"It's not a person who guards the house, it's ......"

"Who is it?"

"Yes......"

"It's the owner!"

A cold voice suddenly came from the courtyard, it was obviously a very casual sentence, and the person who spoke didn't seem to use much strength.

However, this voice miraculously made everyone hear it at once, and the next moment, there was a trace of peace of mind in my heart for some reason.

"Who?"

The immortal envoy suddenly stood up from his chair, and for the first time there was anger in his eyes that did not match his lofty immortal.

"Bang."

A fiery red streamer suddenly appeared, as warm as the sun.

The next moment, the Righteous Sect disciples guarding the door couldn't stand any longer, their bodies were wrapped in the fiery red streamer, and then they flew backwards all of a sudden, without stopping for a moment.

A slender figure in blue clothes walked slowly from outside the courtyard, his eyebrows and eyes were very ordinary, and his figure was not burly.

However, it was such a slender body walking casually, but it miraculously smoothed the restlessness in people's hearts at once.

Some people just have this kind of magic and don't have to do anything. A look, a movement, or even a casual stand and lean, can no longer be ignored.

Countless eyes quickly exchanged, and a trace of indescribable strangeness and embarrassment appeared in the eyes of the officials of Linzhou City.

"Who are you?" The immortal envoy stretched out his hand and unceremoniously pointed at the man in blue who suddenly appeared.

"I-called-done-chirping-feather." The man in blue stood with his hands tied and said slowly, word by word.

Who else could that person be besides Wen Qingyu after the disguise?

"Naruha, Young Lord of the Dark Moon?!"

A touch of shock finally appeared on the immortal envoy's face: "There is no conflict between our Righteous Sect and the Dark Moon Pavilion, not to mention that Mei Taishou and Hua Qiansheng are the common enemies of you and me. What does this mean, Young Lord of the Dark Moon? ”

"Oh?" Wen Qingyu raised his eyebrows, his lips hooked slightly, and he looked at him with a smile: "Are you sure there is no conflict with the master?" ”

The immortal envoy frowned: "Naturally, no." ”

"Let me ask you, whose territory is the land where you are standing now?"

The immortal envoy pursed his lips, but he didn't say anything.

"It's my Da Zhou." Wen Qingyu raised his head, and his voice gradually condensed.

"You are a native of southern Xinjiang who does not stay in your homeland, but comes to the land of my Great Zhou, kills people, sets fires, and grabs territory. Just now, didn't my Taishou and the national teacher of the Great Zhou die in your hands? ”

A cold glint flashed in her eyes: "Until now, you still dare to say that you have no conflict with my Dark Moon Pavilion?" ”

The immortal envoy's brows tightened more and more: "What does this have to do with you." ”

"Hehe, Ming Yu is from the Great Zhou."

Ming Yu is a native of the Great Zhou, a light and shallow sentence, and few numbers. But it seems to have strange powers.

It immediately dispelled the fear in the hearts of adults, and it seemed that it was not so uncomfortable even with it. ”

Da Zhou people, everyone is Da Zhou people. What is death for the sake of one's homeland?

"The young master of the dark moon said well, we are all from the Great Zhou."

"We will not give in to the barbarians."

"Kill these dog thieves."

Wen Qingyu's eyes were smiling, gentle and harmless, but he no longer spoke.

Seeing that the adults who were still trembling in fear just now straightened their waists one by one, a trace of panic finally appeared on the face of the immortal envoy.

"Your life is still in the hands of this immortal envoy, shut up for me!"

"What is a fate?" Wen Qingyu said lightly.

"Everyone is a man, and a man should have a warm blood. If our death can be exchanged for the peace and tranquility of our families, what does it matter to die? At this time, take a step back, our family, friends, and thousands of people in our great circle will die even more miserably! ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he saw the last trace of hesitation and struggle on the faces of the adults.

"Swear to defend your homeland, and get out of the southern Xinjiang dog thieves."

"You...... You guys? ”

The immortal envoy's tone froze, and there was finally a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes: "Do you think that this immortal envoy's methods are only these?" ”

"Bang bang."

A few crisp high-fives rang out, and the smug smile of the immortal envoy echoed in the heavens and the earth.

Wen Qingyu didn't move, waiting for the smile on his face to stiffen little by little, and then said indifferently.

"Who are you waiting for?"

"...... you?"

Wen Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "Don't you also think that the master's means are only some?" ”

"Come, let the immortal envoy have a long insight."

"Boom, boom."

In the dull sound, sawdust flew in the air, and countless black figures fell from the sky. It's fast and clean.

When those people fell to the ground, they suddenly gathered into several whirlwinds, and at once surrounded the people of the Righteous Sect.

Before the immortal envoy could say a word about you, there was suddenly a pair of daggers around his neck.

"Please give the young master's order."

"You can't kill me." The immortal envoy screamed: "This immortal envoy is an immortal in the sky, if you dare to kill me, you will definitely go to hell." ”

Wen Qingyu rolled her eyes at him.

"If you dare to kill me, our prince will not let you go. If you dare to kill me, ah......"

Seeing a little silver lightning flash away, the corpse of the immortal envoy fell down with a bang.

No one could see clearly when Wen Qingyu made her move, nor did they see clearly how she made her move. only saw a little silver light, and then the immortal envoy really went to see his immortal venerable.

Everyone looked at the brightest figure under the lights.

"Noise." He said that his eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky.

From the initial shock in the hearts of the adults, there was a little admiration at once.

With him at the beginning, the spirit blades naturally did not hesitate any longer, and the daggers of Xue Liang sank into the chests of the righteous sect members one after another. The blood is like a fountain, and it instantly decorates tonight's banquet with extraordinarily enchanting.

"Kong Zhaoyuan, detoxify them."

Wen Qingyu's pair of clear eyes swept casually in the crowd, and immediately commanded.

Kong Zhaoyuan in the crowd pursed his lips, took out a bottle from his arms at random, poured out a pill, and threw it into a wine jug beside him. He shook the flask with a serious and serious expression.

"Drink, one sip per person."

There was an instant silence in the hall, and countless pairs of eyes shuttled between the wine jug and Kong Zhaoyuan.

That's it? Make no mistake!

Detoxification or something, don't you need to check what kind of poison is in order to prescribe the right medicine? Take out a pill so casually, and you can detoxify it if you dissolve it casually?

In other words, is that black and dirty medicine bottle really clean?

"It's a nuisance." Kong Zhaoyuan frowned, and put the wine jug in his hand on the table at once: "After a while, you will all be poisoned to death." Can the master give you another poison? Are you idle? ”

It worked so well that someone finally took the flask and poured it into his mouth.

There is a first and a second of this kind of thing.

"I said, Zhang Ting, don't drink so much."

The hall was finally bustling again, and the adults who were usually above the top began to scramble for a pot of wine. No one disliked it, and when anyone caught it, he drank it into the spout.

Kong Zhaoyuan made way for everyone, holding his arms and watching happily.

Leng Buding saw Wen Qingyu throw him a slight cool glance in the oblique thorn, his neck shrank, and he quickly put away a trace of schadenfreude in his eyes.

"Oops, my stomach hurts."

"Ah, I hurt too."

The first drinker suddenly clutched his stomach and fell to the ground, and after a few moments, he rolled in pain, and saw fine beads of sweat oozing from the corners of his forehead.

At this moment, the people who had not yet drunk suddenly stopped fighting, and the faces of those who had drunk gradually turned pale.

"Oh." Kong Zhaoyuan pretended to touch his non-existent beard profoundly: "If your stomach hurts, go pull it out, just pull the poison out." ”

After saying this, the adults who saw that they had just fallen to the ground and were weak and half-dead suddenly bounced up and rushed out of the hall one by one.

The rest looked at each other, but after one glance, they continued to fight for the jug.

"Young master, General Wen is too deeply poisoned."

Wen Qingyu frowned and walked towards Wen Songtao. The lively atmosphere froze again.

Everyone saw that Wen Songtao was the first to be poisoned, and he had been dead for a long time. At this time, the young master of the dark moon walked over, could he still save the dead?

Seeing Wen Qingyu bend his fingers to catch Wen Songtao's pulse, a moment later, his face was solemn.

"Kong Zhaoyuan, line needle."

The corners of Kong Zhaoyuan's mouth twitched, and he sat on the ground without a butt. looked at Wen Qingyu and complained silently.

Hey, don't you know that people don't know how to heal? Just pretend to be detoxification or something, where can you do it?

Wen Qingyu raised his eyebrows, aren't you having a lot of fun, fast!

Kong Zhaoyuan immediately made a bitter face, and rubbed towards Wen Qingyu step by step.

Wen Qingyu took out the needle bag from his arms and handed it over: "It's important to save people, don't delay the hour." ”

Kong Zhaoyuan's fingers trembled, and Suo Suo pulled out an inch-long silver needle from the needle sac, stared at Wen Songtao beside him, rolled his Adam's apple up and down, swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, and never got his hand down.

"Doctor Kong is fast."

Kong Zhaoyuan rolled his eyes at Zhong Xiong mercilessly. Dead stupid bear, you fall into the well!

Not to be outdone, Zhong Xiong grinned at him, and his snow-white teeth flashed in the light.

That's right, when Childe assigned the task, he told you to rush to be a miracle doctor!

Kong Zhaoyuan gritted his teeth, whatever. Anyway, it wasn't him who was stabbed.

So he was ruthless, pinched the silver needle, and stabbed towards Wen Songtao at once.

"Ahh

Wen Songtao's voice immediately sounded between heaven and earth: "Am I dead?" ”