Wang Chan looked at Yue Buqun's figure fleeing in a hurry, and did not choose to kill them all, turned around and glanced at Ling Hu Chong, who fell to the ground, and raised his legs to walk up the mountain. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boy, you can't go, I recognized your son-in-law today. The non-precepting monk laughed loudly and stopped in front of Wang Chan.

Wang Chan glanced up at the big monk in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Yilin who was standing in the distance, with a smile on his face: "Little Master Yilin, let's take your father away quickly." ”

Yi Lin's face turned red, and she hurriedly said to the unquit monk: "Daddy, if you talk nonsense again, I'm going to be angry." And Brother Linghu is dying, you can come over and take a look. ”

When I heard my daughter say the word "angry", I was so scared that I had to let go of the way, and muttered to myself: "My daughter must have lost her mind and gone crazy, and she didn't want such a good man, but she wanted to find the sick man." ”

Although the voice was small, it still fell into Yilin's ears, and I saw her speak: "Dad, Brother Linghu is not a sick man, he is a big ...... in my heart Hero. As she spoke, her eyes were still staring at Ling Hu Chong, and there was a look of love and pity in her eyes, as if she wanted to reach out and touch his cheek, but she didn't dare.

And Ling Hu Chong was in an unusually low mood at this time due to the departure of Yue Buqun and Yue Lingshan, and it could be said that he was in despair, and he didn't notice the strangeness of Yilin's expression at all.

Wang Chan saw all this in his eyes and sighed lightly: "It seems that there is no intention to fight, but it is ruthless and annoyed." "Turn around and no longer have nostalgia, and climb the stairs.

The top of Huashan Mountain, the small house next to the Zhengqi Hall.

Wang Chan pushed the door and entered, and was greeted by Qu Feiyan's bright smiling face.

In the room, a tall and thin old man was lying straight on the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. A young Huashan disciple looked at Qu Feiyan with horror on his face, as if he had just seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

It seems that he has finally caught up, and the old man who fell to the ground and was sucked dry by Qu Feiyan was naturally the smiling gold medal undercover Lao Denuo, and the one standing was Lu Dayou, the sixth disciple of Huashan.

Wang Chan stretched out his hand to unlock the acupoints on Lu Dayou's body, and said: "Ling Hu Chong is halfway up the mountain at this time, Yue Buqun and they should still be at the foot of the mountain, if you are faster, you may be able to catch up." ”

Lu Dayou did not leave immediately, but looked at Qu Feiyan timidly, Wang Chan turned his head to look, and saw Qu Feiyan holding a cheatbook in his hand.

Wang Chan smiled, reached out to take it, flipped through it, threw it to Lu Dayou, and chuckled: "You can go now." ”

Lu Dayou bowed solemnly to Wang Chan, and then turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

"Master, why do you want to return the Zixia Divine Skill to them. Qu Feiyan asked.

Qu Feiyan now has the Dafa of Absorbing Stars, and she won't practice any more Zixia, but after all, this is the first magic skill in Huashan, according to her thoughts, since she has already got it, there is no reason to return it to them.

Zixia miraculous?

Wang Chan smiled, I looked through it from beginning to end just now, and there were many subtleties in it, which was worthy of its name.

Hao Datong, the patriarch of the Huashan faction, inherited from the Taoist Quanzhen lineage, Zixia Shengong can be said to be his life's work, and it is the best Taoist method of practicing qi. But after all, Hao Datong's own achievements are limited, and Zixia Divine Skill may be regarded as a first-class mental method among the Wuyue Sword Sect, but that's all, it is completely incomparable to Jiuyin. If you really want to compare, it can only be said that the difference between the star-absorbing star and the northern underworld may be even greater.

The treasure in the eyes of others is completely a grass in Wang Chan's eyes now.

"Gone. Wang Chan didn't explain much, turned around and walked out. Qu Feiyan hurriedly followed.

When he walked to the gate of Huashan Pai Mountain, Wang Chan stopped and looked up at the huge plaque.

Rumble!

Loud click!

The plaque, which has been inherited by the Huashan faction for hundreds of years, was cut in half with a knife and fell to the ground.

There is no disciple in the huge Huashan, Wang Chan walks on the empty mountain road, and the back of the road seems so lonely and lonely. Fortunately, there was a petite figure following him, which made the whole picture look a little warmer.

......

"The next time is a bit rushed, we have to go to Hengshan, Mount Tai and Hengshan respectively, and finally go to Songshan. But before that, there's an appetizer waiting for you. "If Wang Chan is not mistaken, this time Zuo Lengchan has made a lot of money in order to deal with Yue Buqun, not only invited more than a dozen green forest experts, but even his own disciples have sent a lot, as for which Songshan Taibao Wang Chan led the team, he remembers a little unclear.

After Wang Chan and Qu Feiyan went down the mountain, they soon found Yue Buqun and his party, hanging far behind them.

Huashan sent everyone to rush for a day, and when it was about to get dark, they came to a ruined temple to rest and prepare to spend the night.

The sky gradually darkened, and at this moment the sky flashed with lightning, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt, followed by the raindrops of soybeans, which only broke the tiles of the temple roof.

A man stood in the darkness with a paper umbrella, his eyes fixed on the ruined temple not far away. Beside him, a little girl snuggled up to him, her eyes closed, and she gradually fell asleep.

In the second half of the night.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horses' hooves in the southeast, and about a dozen horsemen galloped along the avenue.

"It's coming!" Wang Chan suddenly opened his eyes.

Wang Chan naturally said this to Qu Feiyan, and he knew that this girl hadn't slept at all, she had just been leaning on herself and pretending to be asleep. Qu Feiyan "woke up" after a while, and looked at Wang Chan pretending to be ignorant.

Wang Chan looked at this ghostly girl, he really couldn't get angry, rubbed her head dotingly, and said softly: "Pay attention." ”

I saw that outside the ruined temple, the fifteen horsemen and horses were lined up, and six or seven of them were carrying Kong Ming lanterns in their hands, and they all shone on the faces of the Huashan faction.

In the darkness, six or seven lamps shone at the same time, which could not help but dazzle and bloom, which was a very unreasonable move, and these fifteen people were all wearing black cloth covers on their heads, and only a pair of eyes were exposed, obviously full of hostility towards the Huashan faction.

Sure enough, the two sides didn't agree on a word, and they immediately fought.

Although there are many people on the Huashan faction's side, only a few people who can really be counted as fighting power are Yue Buqun and his wife, and Lao Denuo, although there is one more Lu Dayou than before, Yue Buqun is missing an arm, and his combat strength is more than half. If Ling Hu Chong could bring the non-precept monk over, there would still be a dozen, but the non-precept monk and Yilin obviously did not follow.

"Master, who are these?" Qu Feiyan's eyes narrowed slightly, obviously seeing that these fifteen people were extraordinary.

"Zuo Lengzen raised a group of vicious dogs. Wang Chan said softly.

When Zuo Lengchan was mentioned, Qu Feiyan's face was cold, and he was about to make a move, but he was stopped by Wang Chan with his hand.

"Don't worry, the best is yet to come. ”