Time flies, and a few days have passed.

This is the seventh day that Qinghejun was carried to the Shengsanqingmen of the Qingfeng Sect of Yunxiang County, and Qinghe has also been probably healed by Qingyuan Zhongjun, and his body is probably seven or eight points better, and there are some small injuries reflected on his body surface, which have also shown a trend of healing.

Qinghe Xiajun was in the room he had been arranged at this moment, standing on the windowsill and twisting his body back and forth, he was gradually getting better after recovering from a serious illness, but there was still no blood on his lips.

"Hello Zhongjun!"

When he was exercising his writhing body in this house facing the scenery outside the window, he suddenly heard the greetings from a few guards at the door.

"Qingyuan Zhongjun?" Before that, Qinghe Xiajun looked at the door of the room, then frowned, and said softly.

Squeak~~~yah~~~

A heavy opening of the door was opened, and the long sound made a somewhat harsh sound as it was opened.

"Qinghe, you have just recovered from your injuries, why did you get out of bed!"

As soon as Qingyuan Zhongjun, who only had this half of his face, opened the door, he saw Qinghe Xiajun standing on the windowsill looking out, and then asked sharply.

Na Qinghe pretended to be very surprised, relieved himself, turned around, and hurriedly replied: "I'm sorry, there is His Royal Highness Lao Zhongjun, and his subordinates don't dare to bother His Highness Zhongjun anymore, so his subordinates will set off and sail back!"

"Leaving for the voyage?" I saw that Qingyuan Zhongjun asked curiously while slowly walking towards him with his hands behind his back, and continued in his mouth: "Where are you going?

I saw that after hearing the words of this Qingyuan Zhongjun, his face became gloomy, and his face was extremely ugly, as if he had been poked in the sore spot, and his originally cloudy face instantly became cloudy, and he didn't open his mouth to say the second sentence for a long time.

I saw that after seeing that Qingyuan Zhongjun's face became extremely ugly, he immediately smiled indifferently, then ignored it, walked up to him, turned his head to look out the window, and then said: "What? Don't like to listen? You can think about it, my conditions are all for your good! You refuse to take it out, and I didn't force you, but you can think about it, which side to stand on? This...but you can survive the most in the future!"

The 'Qinghe Daling' in the mouth of this Qingyuan Zhongjun is referred to as Qingling, which was originally the hometown of the birthplace of this Qinghejun, and he has been living in this Qingling since he followed into the Qingfeng Sect, originally, this Qingling is not called Qingling, it is called Tulupo, it is a small village, and the radius is only hundreds of ordinary kilometers, just a small hill. In the end, after this Tulu Slope was summarized by the Qingfeng Sect as its own sect territory, it experienced a catastrophe, and all the relatives of this Qinghe Xiajun lost their lives one by one in this catastrophe.

Originally, this Qinghe Xiajun was a very soft person, but after this catastrophe, his temperament changed greatly, and he became a murderous and murderous person, extremely brutal, as if he had become a killing machine, and the hell was general, and finally Qingfeng Sect summed up this piece of land to his account, called Qinghe Daling, referred to as Qingling. And this 'Qingling' is also the pain of a lifetime in the heart of this Qinghe, and the pain that will hurt when it is exposed.

"Your Royal Highness Zhongjun, thank you for healing me! Qingling, I won't go back! Since I followed the Qingfeng Sect out to fight the world and fight for territory, I have no possibility of turning back!"

The originally gloomy face of the Qinghe Lower Bureau only stiffened for two or three minutes, then stretched, then lowered his head, apologized with both hands, and continued to say to him: "His Royal Highness Wangzhongjun has let me go, and I Qinghe will be grateful in the future!"

"The door is there, you can go by yourself!" After hearing Qinghe's words, the Qingyuan Zhongjun raised his hand and pointed behind him with a calm face, and then said.

Seeing this, the Qinghe Xiajun looked at the door, then bent down and hugged his fists, bowed slightly towards this Qingyuan Zhongjun, and then walked briskly towards the door.

Bang!

And just as Qinghe Xiajun walked out of the door, the two soul weapons instantly collided together, making a pleasant crisp sound.

Qinghe, who was blocked from going like this, frowned, and turned his head to look at Qingyuan Zhongjun, who was still standing on the windowsill and looking at the scenery outside the window.

I saw that Qingyuan Zhongjun was carrying his hands behind his back, and his face was pretending to be light, and then he said softly: "Qinghe, I have already told you, the door, right there, if you are not blind, you can break through and bump into it a few more times!"

Qinghe understands the meaning of this Qingyuan Zhongjun at this moment, and the 'door is there' in his sentence, which means that he can choose the direction of standing in line, that is, in the political position or marching position, he walks with him, so that he can not break through the pass and not hit the wall!

Looking at the situation in front of him, Qinghe's heart sank, and he said in his heart: If I don't go out now, I'm afraid that my Qinghe's team will have to mutiny, and I won't see me for many days, and I probably don't even know whether I live or die.

I saw that this Qinghe Xia Jun thought of this, and then his heart sank, and the green mountains left behind, he was not afraid of no firewood! Then he turned his head sharply, looked at the Qingyuan Zhongjun, and then hugged his fists, bowed, and said respectfully with an expressionless face: "I followed His Royal Highness Zhongjun, lived and lived, and belonged to a hundred years of battle, and always followed His Royal Highness Zhongjun!"

"Hahahaha...... Good!good!good!"

After seeing this, the previous Qingyuan Zhongjun suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and then continued: "Finally figured it out? Haven't you been able to go out long ago? Deliver your sect talisman to me, and I will keep some for you, and you can go out and explain to your subordinates!"

The gentleman under the Qinghe was shocked when he heard that he Qingyuan Zhongjun actually directly asked for his own human sect talisman, but at this moment, if he didn't hand it over, he wouldn't be able to get out even if he died. Immediately, I saw him bow his head and bend over, and said in a deep voice: "Zongfu, it is not in my hands now, Zongfu is in my army, I hope His Royal Highness Zhongjun will allow me to go out, go and take out Zongfu, and deliver it to you." ”

The previous Qingyuan looked at Qinghe suspiciously, tilted his head, stared at him with his hideous and terrifying half of his face, the eyes on his entire face were rolling, and then replied: "Very good! Then I will send someone to fetch it with you, I hope you had better cooperate with me, otherwise, hand over the sect talisman, we will really be a family, and we will all be in the same boat!"

After saying this, Na Qingyuan once again looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, and walked out of the room with a little crazy laughter.

That Qinghe Xiajun bent over and clenched his fists, and after watching him Qingyuan leave the room, he slowly got up, and whispered with burning eyes: "One day, what I lost here will be recovered by you!

......

Rokuba Peak, the top of the mountain Rokuba Fuchu.

Ye Fan was sitting in the lobby, sipping tea with the leaders of the various clans on the left and right.

It's not so much a tea tasting as a debate plus a dismissal.

This Ye Fan sat in the center of the hall, sitting on the Taishi chair on the left, quite like a general at the head of a peak, holding the tea cup with one hand, and gently tapping the guard on the Taishi chair with the other, looking directly at the faces of the leaders of the various clans sitting in the left and right rows below.

"Hmph... Hmmm......"

I saw that Ye Fan cleared his voice like a loud voice, and then put the tea cup in his hand on the tea table on the side, raised his head, and said sharply: "My Liuye Peak, since I became the Liuye Peak of the Lan Sect, I have received a lot of help from the generals and comrades-in-arms, so as to help my Liuye Peak gradually develop so far, and also turned my Liuye Peak, which was originally the smallest peak, into the most difficult mountain to break!"

I saw Ye Fan slowly standing up as he spoke, and then continued: "That Qingfeng Sect is very ambitious, and wants to overturn all the county capital sects on the northwest border of the entire Yongzhou Continent into their sect! No matter the big or small sects, they are all included in the territory of their sects by his Qingfeng Sect! And they deal with sects at all levels, they are all ways to send large factions to fight big armies, and small sects to fight small armies. It is also their way of playing, so that when their Qingfeng Sect fights my Liuye Peak again, it is not like he attacked the other five peaks, sending a lot of manpower, material and military resources, but sending wave after wave of small troops to attack my peak, so that today the six peaks fell to five peaks, but my six leaf peaks did not fall! All the generals and soldiers are also my Ye Fan's elders, I don't need to say anything here, my Liuye Peak Liuye Mansion has been able to survive until now, completely relying on your sassy heroic posture and majestic soul power, as well as the support and trust of my Liuye Peak!"

After hearing Ye Fan's words, everyone in the audience began to communicate with each other.

"Little Lord, if there is something to do today, you can just say it, although our old bones are not worth a few combat strengths, but we still have the strength!

"That's right! Listening to the tone of the little master, it seems that he is doing some parting speech!"

"That's right, if you have anything to do with Shaofeng, you just say it, you don't have to beat around the bush!"

At this time, the people who had been sitting in the two rows below also hurriedly stood up, looked at Ye Fan's expression and hurriedly asked.

Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled slightly bitterly, then raised his hand, suppressed everyone's strong questions below, and then replied in a deep voice: "A few days ago, on a night of heavy rain, at the top of my Six Leaves Peak, something happened......

Ye Fan said in a deep voice that he had injured the people of the Qingfeng Sect at the top of the Six Leaves Peak.