Yang Liu said: "You are like a chameleon. ”

Su Qingming ignored her, still concentrating on her movements, until she finally became a sitting position.

This simple action made his face even paler and frowning slightly.

It must be the most extreme pain to make his expression change.

When he stitched up the wound yesterday, he used the Buddhist exercises of the Hanging Temple to close his six senses.

Back then, when he had just broken through to the realm of the iQue Realm at the top of the Heavenly Sword Peak, he encountered a thunderstorm, and it was in this way that he avoided being stunned by the thunder.

However, the closure of the six senses will have a serious impact on the repair and regeneration of internal organs, muscles and even meridians.

If Su Qingming wanted to recover as soon as possible, he could only give up and survive by will.

Fortunately, he never lacked such a thing as will.

He took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze to make sure that the sutures of the internal organs were not cracked, his face was slightly better, and his palm fell on Yang Liu's hair and stroked it twice.

Yang Liu's eyes widened and he asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

Su Qingming raised his palm.

Countless extremely thin silk threads were glued out by his palm, floating softly in the sea breeze, shining with a beautiful luster.

These silk threads are also snow spider silk, but I don't know how he can be pulled out of Yang Liu's body.

"You like to run around, so I'm going to tie you up first."

Su Qingming wrapped the snow spider silk in his hand around Yang Liu's body, as if he was wrapping it.

Yang Liu naturally knew that he didn't mean this, and said, "I heard that when you were in the north, you also used this method to save Li Shu. ”

Su Qingming said: "Yes, but it can't save you." ”

The realm of the Xizhou Sword Saint was countless times higher than Sui Nanzhu, who attacked Li Shu.

Yang Liu's injuries were also countless times heavier than Li Shu at the beginning.

The Occult Moon Sect's secret meditation method could only stabilize her injuries, but there was no way to cure them.

Yang Liu stared into his eyes and said, "Who are you?" Zhuo Jianzun actually left all the sword scriptures to you...... Are you really his personal disciple? ”

Su Qingjing thought to herself that if she was still so troublesome, she shouldn't come.

Naturally, he would not answer her words, but lowered his head and continued the movements of his hands, wrapping the silk thread around her body, wrapping it thicker and thicker, and the position became higher and higher, and it passed through the chest and neck, and it was about to reach the face.

"If you want to gag me by the way, you can try."

Yang Liu's eyes became calm and terrifying.

She didn't have the same mantra as a disciple of the Sword Sect, and her tone was very indifferent.

But there must be a place for her in the top three with the most hand-killed people in the history of the Great Wilderness, so her threats are more real and powerful.

Su Qing meditated, changed her original plan, and wrapped the snow spider silk along her face.

It didn't take long for a large silkworm cocoon to appear on the beach.

Willow's face was exposed, like a baby in swaddling clothes.

It was lovely.

Su Qingming wrapped the snow spider silk back around her waist, tied a buckle there, and then tied the other end to her wrist, then summoned the iron sword and stood up with difficulty.

His face was pale again, and his brows furrowed.

He carried the willows and walked towards the woods behind the beach.

More precisely, not walking, but moving.

Fortunately, the position of his tie is very precise, and the balance of the cocoon is perfect, which does not affect walking.

In the evening, he finally walked out of the woods.

About two or three miles away.

The newly changed cloth was once again wet with oozing blood.

Su Qingming had already adapted to this level of pain, and no longer frowned, but his speed could not be faster.

At this time, he couldn't even control the sword, let alone use the Guiru Sword, so he could only use his feet to slowly move his body.

Outside the woods was a dirt road, rugged, with wheels and ox hooves faded, and it seemed that few people visited on weekdays.

Su Qingming carried the willow and walked slowly into the distance.

He remembered the journey when he and Lu Qian left the broken temple and went to the Sword Sect, and he didn't understand why he felt that he was walking so well at that time.

Then he began to miss the carriage he had encountered on the road.

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At the top of the Heavenly Sword Peak, the mist gradually dispersed.

Shen Yunhai knelt in front of Lu Qian.

Neither Su Qingming nor Lu Qian liked the disciples kneeling around, but today he had to kneel because he came back alone.

Lu Qian looked at the open space by the cliff, thinking about the bamboo chair there before, was silent for a while, and asked, "This was a few days ago?" ”

Shen Yunhai said: "Seven days ago. ”

Fu Yishi stood aside, a little anxious thinking that his uncle had been traveling for three years, and he had just come out, but he disappeared again?

Lu Qian asked, "Did he explain anything?" ”

Shen Yunhai wanted to say no, but suddenly remembered the incident that happened when the iron sword crossed the cold mountain, and said, "Uncle Shi said that he wanted to find out who the current sect master of the Yuan Demon Sect was, and then kill it when he could." ”

Lu Qian said: "Then go check it out and prepare." ”

Shen Yunhai thought that Uncle Shi meant that he should kill himself, but after thinking about it, Uncle Shi might really not be able to come back this time, and he couldn't help but be extremely sad.

A sword in the blue sea and blue sky that day, he could see it clearly.

In the face of the power sword of the Xizhou Sword Master, who can survive?

The atmosphere at the summit was a little low, but not everyone was as sad as Shen Yunhai.

Ahri was sleeping on the jade couch with the cicada in his arms, his eyes closed, and he made a slight snoring sound.

Leaving the Sword Sect this time, it failed to fight with the Xuan Tortoise, and it did not have the opportunity to sneak attack the Sword Saint Chen Realm, it was just coaxing children in Chang'an City for a few years, which was really not interesting.

Su Qingming is dead or alive, it doesn't care at all, if it dies, it's better, you must know that it wants that guy to die quickly, and there should be many people in the world who think like it.

It suddenly opened its eyes, remembering that the five stages of Thunder Soul Wood were still at the bottom of Sword Lake, and couldn't help but shrink its pupils, thinking to itself Su Qingming, you can't die yet...... There's no way I can get the Thunder Soul Wood back from that dead dog.

Fu Yishi wasn't so sad, but he was a little worried, because he didn't know very well what the sword of the Xizhou Sword Saint meant.

Lu Qian's calmness made Shen Yunhai a little worried.

There are no bamboo chairs on the cliffside, there is a person.

Lu Shan sat there in despair.

Liyuan's body was personally sent back to Wuhui Valley by the Demon Suppression Division today, and I don't know what kind of picture Hengshan will be like at that time.

Liyuan is his trusted friend, so he came to the rescue in Nanhe City, and introduced him to Hu Yunyao, so that there was such a killing game against the Xizhou Sword Saint.

Who would have thought that Hu Yunyao had already secretly betrayed them, and the Xizhou Sword Saint knew about this situation in advance, so how could something happen?

Mr. Li is dead, Hu Yunyan is dead, and Yang Liu's life and death are unknown...... It's all his fault.

Lu Shan sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the fog in front of him, his eyes were also covered with a layer of mist, and his voice was hoarse and low.

"It's all my fault."

Lu Qian walked to the edge of the cliff and stood behind him with his back hand.

Shen Yunhai and Fu Yishi thought that she was going to comfort Lu Shan.

No one expected that she suddenly kicked Lu Shan to the bottom of the cliff.

Unable to hear the fragments of waste, the world finally became quieter, and the depression in her heart was slightly evacuated.

"Yun Jianfeng said that the magic weapon called Huanxi Yarn should come from the Moon Occultation Sect."

Lu Qian looked at Shen Yunhai, who was stunned, and said, "You escort him back." ”

From under the cliff, Lu Shan shouted in pain: "I don't want to go there!" ”

Lu Qian ignored him and turned around and entered the cave.

Fu Yishi knew that Uncle Shi was in a very bad mood.

Shen Yunhai's feelings were clearer, where did he dare to say anything, and hurriedly called the ape to go to the cliff to catch people.

……

Penglai Mountain is like a real fairyland.

The green pine on the cliff side looks far away, the high platform is not seen in the clouds, the crane soars in the middle, skimmes the rainbow, and goes to the distance to pick back some fairy fruits.

Baohe Zhenren stood on the side of the high platform, looking at the picture in front of him, silent, and his already extremely light eyebrows seemed to disappear under the light of the sky.

The green pine moves slightly, the ribbon is like a cloud, and then it is gathered between the sleeves.

A girl in white appears on the pine.

She should be in Chang'an City, but for some reason, she hurried back to Penglai Mountain.

"What the hell is going on?"

Li Shu asked, staring into the eyes of the real person holding the crane.

What happened in the depths of the Western Continent has reached the mainland.

In order to avenge the revenge of the year, Wuhui Gu Liyuan challenged the Xizhou Sword Saint again at sea, but failed and died.

Later, Yang Liu, a disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect, attempted to assassinate him again, but still failed, and was rescued by an elder of the Sword Sect, and was slashed by the Xizhou Sword Saint in the middle of the way.

Hu Yunyao was involved in this matter, failed to kill the teacher, and committed suicide in despair.

Li Shu knew that this matter was related to the real person who hugged the crane, and it might even be arranged by him.

Baohe Zhenren refused to tell her at the beginning, so she didn't ask, but now the situation is different.

She vaguely guessed that it was not the Sword Sect elder who rescued Yang Liu, but Su Qingming.

A few days ago in the Chengjing Mansion in Chang'an, when she talked to Su Qingming about Yang Liu, she felt that Su Qingming's reaction was a little strange.

She had to go back to Penglai Mountain and ask what was going on.

"This is the game we set in Xiaocheng Temple, and the first layer is what the world sees now."

Baohe Zhenren was silent for a while, and said: "Yang Liu doesn't believe in Hu Yunyao and thinks he will rebel, but Chen Jing is too arrogant and will inevitably go to the bureau, so she is hidden behind her and becomes a variable in the bureau." ”

Li Shu said: "This is the second layer? ”

Baohe Zhenren said: "Yes, only me and Yang Liu know about this layer, I objected, but she didn't listen." ”

Li Shu looked into his eyes and asked, "So...... What about the third layer? ”

Huhe Zhenren said calmly: "There is no third layer. ”

Li Shu said: "Senior brother, we have grown up together since childhood, I know you better than anyone else, you think things are never so simple......

Baohe Zhenren was silent for a while, and said: "The third meaning is actually very simple, I, Hu Yunyao and Mr. Li all think that Chen Jing can't be killed, he is too strong, even if Uncle Shi makes a move, he may not be able to do it." So this Xizhou situation is actually only the first half, we just want Hu Yunyao to really get Chen Jing's trust, as for what will happen next, we need to wait and see. ”

Li Shu said in disbelief: "So many people have died, just to let Hu Yunyao be trusted?" You also said that Chen Jing is too strong, how can he succeed? ”

Baohe Zhenren said: "Hu Yunyao assured me that he definitely has a way to kill Chen Jing, and I can only trust him in this situation. ”

Li Shu was silent for a long time and said, "You deceived Hu Yunyan, Yang Liu's seniors, and Mr. Li......"

Baohe Zhenren said: "Of course Mr. Li knows, if he can't defeat Chen Jing, this is the best choice, as for Hu Yunyan...... If Chen Jing really died, he would definitely commit suicide, then it was just the difference between early death and late death. ”

Li Shu said: "What about the willow? If she is really the senior you said, how dare you calculate her? ”

Baohe Zhenren looked at the white crane soaring in the sea of clouds in the distance and said, "Since she wants us to follow her path, she will understand what I do." ”

"But now Su Qingming is also dead......

Li Shu said: "He is not our fellow practitioner. ”

"The person who saved Yang Liu was Su Qingming?"

Baohe Zhenren raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "This is impossible." ”

Li Shu said: "Believe me, that person is him." ”

Baohe Zhenren was silent for a while, and said, "Then he may not die." ”

Li Shu said in a trembling voice: "Why do you say that? ”

Hug He Zhenren retracted his gaze and reached out to wipe away the tears on his sister's cheeks.

Speaking of Su Qingming's death, Li Shu cried.

Baohe Zhenren looked at her and smiled and said, "Back then, we thought that you and him died in the snowfield, but what happened later?" ”

Li Shu said: "Senior brother, is a person like you who is proficient in chess really so ruthless? ”

Baohe Zhenren said: "You have to remember that the way of chess is about life and death, and there is no room for affection, I am like this, and Su Qingming is the same." ”

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