The hesitation was only for a moment, Mu Yun did not chase Long Zhengyang after all, but opened his arms to protect Xing Zhiying, and said with concern: "What's wrong with Miss Xing, but we just hurt you?" ”

Xing Zhiying frowned, shook her head and said, "No, it's me...... The luck was too strong, and it was eaten by internal forces. ”

How domineering is the Xue Wu Guhong Sword, Xing Zhiying uses his fingers as a sword, the power of the shock is still in his body, and his right arm has been broken. Fortunately, her skills are still shallow, and she has reservations when she makes moves, otherwise she would have been seriously injured and vomited blood.

In a hurry, she tried to win with forbidden moves, but the result was so bleak, Xing Zhiying was both regretful and depressed, and her expression was quite lonely.

Finding that Xing Zhiying only hooked the beam frame with her left arm, Mu Yun realized in her heart, and sighed at the moment: "That's it, Miss Xing is incapacitated, let me send you down." ”

Xing Zhiying froze, glanced at Mu Yun and said, "If you hurry up to chase the champion Yuanlang, maybe you can still get the Yunlong Sword, we are not relatives, how dare I accept your favor?" ”

Mu Yun had a misunderstanding of Xing Zhiying before, and even criticized her face-to-face, no wonder she was so "angry".

Mu Yun heard the ridicule in Xing Zhiying's words, and coughed bitterly and said, "I have explained everything to you, in short, I was confused for a while." As for what is not related to it, cough ...... Now is not the time to play tricks, even if 'non-pro) is true, where does 'non-reason' begin? ”

Xing Zhiying's mouth flattened, and she said dryly: "Since 'non-pro' is true, if I don't care about Shaoxia, I can go down myself, even if I fall down, it has nothing to do with you." ”

Mu Yun was dumbfounded, and he had the heart to leave, but he couldn't rest assured, so he finally shook his head and said sneeringly: "Okay, then I will climb high, and call you a righteous sister again, and please take care of your righteous sister in the future." ”

The corners of Xing Zhiying's lips hooked slightly, and she said softly: "This is like words, since the righteous brother is helpful, then I am disrespectful~"

Mu Yun snorted, half supported and half hugged, and escorted Xing Zhiying down the tower slowly.

Xing Zhiying finally won back a city, and her emotions calmed down somewhat, but thinking of Long Zhengyang's resolute going, she couldn't help but feel resentful.

This success is a failure, and the marriage is still involuntary, which is really helpless.

At the bottom of Qiyun Tower, Qianying was independent, Duan Fangqiong fell halfway, and had no chance to compete for the sword, so she could only get down the tower by herself.

Just when Duan Fangqiong's mind was not belonging, he suddenly heard the sound of his clothes breaking the wind, and he saw a familiar figure galloping towards him, which was the teacher "White-headed Immortal" Zuo Shaorong.

Duan Fangqiong chuckled in her heart, the palm of her left hand seemed to have a hot pain, her delicate body subconsciously contracted, and she whispered: "Apprentice...... The apprentice sees the master, but the apprentice is not good at learning and art, and he has lost the face of his own school, and the apprentice is ...... The disciples deserve death, I beg the Master to ......"

Before the word "punishment" could be spoken, Duan Fangqiong suddenly felt that she was hugged by Zuo Shaorong, and when she opened her mouth, she only heard her tremble and said: "It's okay...... It's okay, alas...... It's because I'm so confused, I shouldn't have made it difficult for you, I'm really guilty and deserves death. ”

Hearing Zuo Shaorong's heartfelt words, Duan Fangqiong couldn't hold back any longer, and tears poured down in an instant.

Seeing this, Zuo Shaorong became more and more pityful, wiped away his tears for Duan Fangqiong, and said with red eyes: "Enough, let's not fight for those false names, as long as you are safe and sound, it will be enough." ”

"Alas...... You are the only bloodline of the Duan family, the only remaining orthodox heir of our Qingcheng faction, there must be no accidents, otherwise when I get to the bottom of Jiuquan, how will I explain to my master? ”

Duan Fangqiong's expression darkened, and she said faintly: "What Master said is that I shouldn't take risks easily. ”

Zuo Shaorong consciously lost his words, and said in a sneering manner: "I shouldn't let you get into danger, all the responsibility lies with me." By the way, I saw you fall from the tower, were you injured? ”

Duan Fangqiong shook her head and said, "I have never been injured, thanks to the rescue of Long Shaoxia and Mu Shaoxia, I can save the day." ”

Zuo Shaorong sighed, and said with palpitations: "God bless, there is finally no danger, let's prepare a generous gift when we go back, and we will go to the Ancestral Dragon Garden tonight to thank the Kunlun faction." ”

Duan Fangqiong said in a humming voice: "That's what the apprentice meant, and I ask the master to bother a lot in terms of gifts." ”

Zuo Shaorong's heart moved, and he muttered to himself: "I heard that Zhuang Yuanlang has not yet married, if he can take this opportunity to match, it will be a beautiful thing, but Zhuang Yuanlang is arrogant, I'm afraid he won't want to get involved." ”

Duan Fangqiong listened to it all over her ears, and she couldn't help but hold her forehead, and said angrily: "Master, don't think nonsense, fortunately there are no others here, otherwise wouldn't it make people laugh?" ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly heard the sharp sound of the wind cracking in the sky, and a cold light suddenly ran down, and snorted into the pedestal at the bottom of Qiyun Tower.

Zuo Shaorong and Duan Fangqiong were both taken aback, Zuo Shaorong frowned, and said suspiciously: "What is it?" It seems to be a short spear, whose blade is it? ”

Duan Fangqiong hesitated slightly, stepped forward to watch, and when she landed, she saw her eyes round, and exclaimed: "Ah! This is the Cloud Dragon Sword! ”

Zuo Shaorong was surprised, and walked forward in three steps and two steps, and was quite surprised when he saw it clearly.

The master and apprentice looked at each other and were silent for a while. After all, Zuo Shaorong is very experienced, and his mind turned straight and said: "Qiong'er pulled out the Yunlong Sword, don't let others take it first." ”

Duan Fangqiong was stunned when she heard this, and said with a puzzled expression: "Master, what do you mean by this, I didn't climb to the top of the tower, even if I bring back the Cloud Dragon Sword, it won't be considered a victory." ”

Zuo Shaorong smiled and said, "Silly girl, even if you don't win, as long as the Yunlong Sword is in your hand, you have the right to decide." When the time comes, who will hand over the sword, everything is up to you, how can you not do this favor? ”

Duan Fangqiong sighed, but did not stretch out her hand to draw her sword, but said expectantly: "Master Rongyu, we don't know what the specific situation is, so we rashly intervened, just for fear of provoking criticism." At that time, even if you do favors, you will inevitably offend other sects, so the disciple feels that it is better to stay out of the matter. ”

Zuo Shaorong didn't expect Duan Fangqiong to say this truth, and he was even more relieved when he was surprised, and said with a smile: "Okay, it is you who participate in the competition, and everything is up to you to decide, Master is not involved, let's watch from the wall." ”

Duan Fangqiong said yes, and when she looked up, she saw a hint of ochre rushing towards her, and it was Pang Zijian, the tanhualang.

Not only was Duan Fangqiong stunned, but Zuo Shaorong was also surprised: "How could it be this kid?" We just saw that he was at the end, can he come from behind? ”

Duan Fangqiong thought about it a few times, frowned and said, "No, how can this guy have such a high level of light skill, could it be that he saw the fall of the Yunlong Sword and had the same idea as the master?" ”

Zuo Shaorong couldn't help but blush, and when he was muttering to himself, he saw Duan Fangqiong's eyes glaze out, and he snorted lightly: "No, this guy has a bad character, and he can't let him succeed, so I'll be the bad guy." ”

(End of chapter)