When Xiao Wu caught up, Xuan Qing had already walked more than 100 miles in a daze, and the people of the ghost clan had already fled without a trace.

But he still stubbornly walked in the direction of the people who had fled.

"Master, stop chasing. ”

Standing in front of Xuan Qing, Xiao Wu stretched out his arms to stop him. When he saw his master's face clearly, Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel distressed. The originally clean and handsome face was now covered with blood, and the originally smooth long hair was unkempt on the shoulders at this time. The clothes on his body were crisscrossed with bloody knife cuts, and only one pair of eyes were hot and focused, staring vacantly ahead.

Xuan Qing's eyes swept coldly over Xiao Wu's face, and he didn't stop for a moment, he continued to look forward emptily, muttering in his mouth:

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you......"

Xiao Wu's heart was sour, and he suddenly cried, and two lines of hot tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

"The dead can't survive, master, don't ...... like this"

Xuanqing pushed Xiao Wu away and stubbornly walked forward, Xiao Wu chased after him, grabbed Xuanqing's sleeve, knelt on the ground and pleaded:

"Master, don't do that. Those people are gone, and they can't be chased back!"

Xuan Qing was stunned and wanted to push away again, but Xiao Wu hugged his legs tightly.

"Xiao Wu, you let go. ”

Xuan Qing said in a low voice, "I'm going to the ghost clan and kill those people......"

Xiao Wu cried even more, looked up at his master, and said with tears in his eyes: "Xiao Wu can't let you go to death, you go to the ghost clan now, it's tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg." If the master wants to take revenge, he will practice hard, and when the strength is strong enough in the future, Xiao Wu will go with the master!"

Xuan Qing has been fighting alone until now, the true qi in his body is empty, and his body is already extremely weak, Xiao Wu stopped him, and he couldn't use his strength to push it away. couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and rushed straight from the dantian to the heavenly spirit cover.

Xuan Qing muttered, "Lu Long...... In my lifetime, I will slaughter you all ......"

After that, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and as soon as his eyes went dark, his body softened.

At this time, Xuan Qing was already soft on Xiao Wu's shoulder, and Xiao Wu carried his master sideways and walked towards Qingyang Sect.

......

Xuanqing was in a coma for two days before he gradually woke up.

It's not in good shape.

Xiao Wu's heart is always carried, guarding his master at all times, and he doesn't dare to leave half a step.

He knows his master's temperament very well, and if he doesn't see it well, he can't tell how much trouble he will cause......

He put away the Phantom Snow Sword, and for two days, he had been looking at his master undressed. Early in the morning, Xiao Wu brought a bowl of soup and fed the master with a small spoon one bite at a time.

"I'm going to slaughter you all over the house...... Slaughter you all over the ......"

Xuanqing's = eyes suddenly opened, staring straight at the top of his head, and after a moment, closed again.

Xiao Wu's heart was beating suddenly and wildly for no reason, and the master's condition was really worrying.

This situation continued, and it was not until the second day that Xuan Qing slowly woke up. He stared above his head for a moment, not saying a word.

"The hosts. Xiao Wu walked over, Xuan Qing glanced at the soup bowl in Xiao Wu's hand, and asked infinitely calmly:

"How long did I sleep?"

The owner's extraordinary calmness made Xiao Wu even more worried. If Xuan Qing woke up and was going to cut people with a long sword, Xiao Wu was not worried, as long as he persuaded a few words, the master was not an unreasonable person, and after judging his strength, he would naturally not do stupid things.

But the master didn't say anything, so calm, it's too abnormal.

Xuan Qing slowly stood up and took the bowl in Xiao Wu's hand, "My medicine?"

Xiao Wu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Xuan Qing didn't say a word, and drank the decoction in the bowl on his back. The bowl is then placed on the table. He looked around and couldn't see the Phantom Snow Sword, so he asked:

"Where's the sword?"

With this question, Xiao Wu's heart tightened, grabbed Xuan Qing's arms, and said nervously:

"Master, what are you going to do?"

Seeing that he was so nervous, Xuan Qing immediately pulled the corners of his mouth and said lightly:

"Practicing swords...... Go get it. Xuan Qing urged. Xiao Wu was dumbfounded, the master's performance was too abnormal.

Xiao Wu looked into his master's eyes, and the original vitality disappeared from his eyes, replaced by complete calm, stagnant calm.

"You...... Are you alright?"

Xiao Wu hesitated, his body did not move, if the master held a sword at this time to kill the ghost clan again, it would be absolutely impossible.

Seeing that Xiao Wu was worried, Xuan Qing said lightly:

"I'm fine, I'm just practicing my sword, go get it. ”

Xiao Wu saw that the master didn't look like he was going out to fight hard, so he let out an "oh", turned around and took out the hidden Phantom Snow Sword again and handed it to the master.

Looking at the Phantom Snow Sword, Xuan Qing raised his hand and shook it, and his cold gaze was a little sharp.

He ate the Phantom Snow Sword, went out and came directly to the red pine forest.

Xiao Wu was not at ease, so he secretly followed.

I saw that in the huge red pine forest, there was only Xuan Qing alone, and he moved his steps quickly, practicing the Thirteen Styles of Phantom Snow. Every move is ruthless and abnormal, and this practice is a few hours.

"The master has never been like this, it used to be only one or two hours, but now I haven't stopped after practicing for a few hours......"

Xiao Wu muttered to himself. I couldn't bear the worry in my heart, so I stepped forward:

"Master, it's time to rest. ”

Xuanqing, who was practicing wildly, heard Xiao Wu shouting at him, then stopped, glanced at him calmly, responded lightly, and then put away his sword and returned.

Overnight, nothing unusual.

Xiao Wu followed the master for several days in a row, but there was no movement. Perhaps, the owner has forgotten the pain, which is not necessarily a bad thing.

Xuanqing began to go to the pill shop as usual, and practiced alchemy as usual, and everything was not half different from the usual days.

Late at night that day, seeing that the master had not returned for a long time, Xiao Wu was suspicious, so he got up and went to the alchemy room to look for it, but he didn't find it. Then I hurried straight to the red pine forest.

The Korean pine forest is an unused woodland that is rarely visited by people on a regular basis.

Xiao Wu searched for a long time, and found the figure of the master on a boulder.

The master is sitting cross-legged, running the true qi in his body, and the violent true qi is surging wildly towards the master, the master is not the first time to cultivate, Xiao Wu is not surprised by such a scene, just watching quietly.

The faint moonlight sprinkled on Xuan Qing's body, dragging his figure for a long time.

True Qi slowly entered his body, and after a while, his eyes lit up, and several black lines like earthworms snaked out of his eyes, which looked extremely cold and terrifying against the background of the moonlight.

Xuanqing was running the Taihuang Sutra, and the true qi around him was surging, and he was sucked into the air.

He gathered a thick black true qi mass, which snaked like a long tongue, pouring in from the heavenly spirit.

The last stream of true qi was contained in his body, and at this time, Xuan Qing slowly stood up, picked up the Phantom Snow Sword that was obliquely inserted on one side, his eyes were cold, and he slashed wildly at the boulder a few steps away.

"Boom!" the boulder cracked, and the shattered stones flew out in all directions and fell to the ground.

Xuan Qing still didn't stop, and the Phantom Snow Sword slashed wildly around him.

With a "click", a thick pine tree was cut down by him, and the huge crown fell to the ground with a bang.

Xiao Wu stood quietly, watching the mountains and trees in a mess under Xuanqing's wild chopping.

Xuan Qing still didn't stop, the sword in his hand danced wildly, slashing for an hour, until he was already weak.

The sword fell to the ground with a "dang bang", Xuan Qing knelt on one knee weakly, and the whole person was close to the ground in a strange posture, as if he had borne an unbearable weight, and large droplets of sweat rolled down on his forehead.

He gripped the sword tightly with one hand, as if this venting was still not enough, and wanted to get up, but he didn't have half the strength.

Xiao Wu took a step forward, then stopped again, still watching from afar.

I don't know how long it took, Xuan Qing looked up to the sky and let out a roar of grief.

After a few moments, it was all silent. After a long time, I heard him murmur:

"Lu Long, in this life, I don't share the sky with you!"

The voice was very low, like a joke, and Xuan Qing was obviously talking to himself.

Xiao Wu heard it.

It turned out that the master never forgot the disaster, the pain and the shame, never forgot 1

However, the reason why he is so calm is that he hides his deep hatred in his heart and does not know it from outsiders.

Xiao Wu sighed deeply and turned to leave.

He knew that the master was fine, and the master would live well, because he still had gnashing hatred that had not been avenged.