After placing Luo Qingyi on the bed gently, Ling Tiansu naturally did not treat her with any excessive behavior like she did with Mu Ziwei.

After covering the quilt for her and taking off her boots and socks, she saw that Luo Qingyi couldn't withstand the onset of medicine, and she fell asleep in a daze.

Ling Tiansu sat on the ground in front of the bed, and shouted faintly towards the void: "Little Uncle Huang, are you there?"

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At the time of the winter solstice, it is far less cold than the cold and unbearable in other regions for the gentle water towns in the south of the Yangtze River.

This year, in particular, the snow has fallen and the wind has blown.

But for some reason, the snow season is shorter than in previous years.

The light snow turns into gurgling water in the sunlight, washing the old long streets and eaves.

After the bluestone path is dyed in the snow, it is more beautiful and elegant after a warm light in the light of the sun.

However, Shuiwoldong Lake, one of the scenic spots in the south of the Yangtze River, has been plunged into a dead silence like winter as always.

A woman with a sword, dressed in white, with a white forehead tied to her forehead, and her forehead swayed as if it blended with her white clothes under the lake breeze.

She stepped on the snow, the snow faded, and she was already outside the lake mansion of Shuiyue Cave Lake.

The blue sword behind him was the only bright color of the white cloth.

She stopped, the edges of her white boots still stained with shallow snow that hadn't yet had time to melt.

She raised her pale palms, bent them up, and knocked softly at the door of the old mansion.

After a few moments, there was a slight sound of footsteps on the inside of the gate.

Creak......

The door slowly opened, revealing an old man's stunned face.

The woman bowed slightly to the old man, then pursed her lips and looked sideways at the distant mountains.

Looking at the white clouds looming in the distance, the green mountains are surrounded by green water, and the birds are spreading their wings and soaring in the sea of clouds on the top of the mountain.

The gloomy sky looms on the other side of the mountain, and the mountain that is connected to each other is called Chuanwu Mountain......

Ling Tiansu knew that Su An came to the Jiangnan Water Township and had nothing to do with the Zhao family.

But he didn't know why Su An would go to this mountain and set foot in this sect that he hated so much......

It's just that the three sons and nephews of his family were tempted by the witches of the Hehuan Sect and were captured in this mountain.

And the witch was ordered to come and deliberately bewitch with beauty, and did not kill it directly, but brought it back to the sect.

And leave a letterhead, be sure to let the head of the Su family go to the mountains to receive people in person.

Since the death of the previous Hehuan Sect's holy daughter Feng Xuanle, there have been no disciples of the Hehuan Sect to provoke the children of the Yongan Su family.

The Su family is located in Kyoto, and is blessed by the blood of the descendants of the gods.

The ancestor of Hehuan is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, so he naturally has the attitude of holding well water and not violating river water with the Su family.

After many years, I don't know what kind of magic obstacle this Hehuan ancestor has, and suddenly I remembered that I wanted to trouble this Su family master.

Although the three sons and nephews who were captured alive to Wushan in Sichuan were not surnamed Su, they were also the children of his loving wife and sisters.

When he was a child, he was also fostered in Su's house for a long time, and naturally he was also a few of Su An's close nephews.

But after coming from this Sichuan Wushan, this Lord Su An watched his three sons and nephews, who were usually well-behaved and obedient, fall into the hands of the witches of the Hehuan Sect.

The cultivation of the body has been cleaned up, and the face with insufficient sallow yellow qi can be seen at a glance, and even the life span has been greatly reduced.

But that's not what makes him the most angry, the one that makes him the most unbearable.

With a long sword in hand, he struck all the way from the foot of the mountain to the time when he was covered in scars in the sect on the top of the mountain.

The three young men were unclothed, and they looked like they were deeply enchanted and didn't know themselves, and they were mixed in a group of scantily clad Hehuan Sect women.

Where can you still see that there is a half-point forced look, it is clearly extremely voluntary!

Even if his cultivation was cleaned up, he didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction.

And in the entire hall, the woman smiled and smiled, and she was extremely disdainful of Su An, who came covered in blood, and directly ignored it, and continued to tease the sons and daughters under her.

Su An's entire eyes were red, and his bloodshot appearance was extremely terrifying.

In his life, he has loved two women.

Su Tianling's mother is the wife of Qin Se and Ming's heart, he respects her, values her, pities her, and loves her.

This relationship is sublimated to inseparable family affection in the ordinary.

And Feng Xuanle is an unforgettable scar for his life.

For the Hehuan Sect, he has always hated it to the extreme.

And at the moment when the identity of the Holy Maiden of Fengxuanle was revealed, she was even more disgusted with such a dirty and filthy place as the Hehuan Sect to the point of no return.

It is said that just talking about the three words of Hehuan Sect is enough for him to grind his teeth and suck blood!

And now, he is looking at the nephew he values the most.

At this moment, he was smiling obscenely, and he couldn't find himself as undignified as he lowered his body, licking a girl's embroidered shoes.

At this moment, Su Anxin's heart for rescue disappeared cleanly, and he just wanted to raise his sword to kill these three beasts who were not successful!

But when he thought of his deceased wife, he had to suppress the killing intent and hatred in his heart.

Step by step, he walked to the place where the rouge was thick, and pointed the sword in his hand at the three young men who clearly saw him coming but ignored it, and shouted: "You three!

No one pays attention to him!

There is even a presumptuous female disciple who smiles softly with silky eyes.

He stretched out his hand and pulled him straight, his thin arms wrapped around his waist like a boneless water snake.

Su An was suddenly furious, as if he had touched some extremely filthy poison, and his backhand was a sword, cutting off the woman's arm neatly.

The unbridled laughter in the woman's mouth instantly turned into a miserable scream, and her face was both painful, frightened, and puzzled.

Obviously, I didn't expect that there would be a man who would be able to do this without hesitation when all of them were using their magic spells.

Blood sprayed, and bits of scarlet scarlet fell on the white exposed skin of the woman beside her, and the blood added to this place of confused lust looked even more strange and lewd.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect have never been good at physical cultivation, so their physical bodies are extremely fragile.

The woman took a few breaths of cool air and didn't have the strength to stand anymore, and the man fell down limply.

The young man who was kissing her shin beneath her was stimulated by the blood, and his confused gaze suddenly lit up.

The hollowed-out body didn't know where the strength came from, and his whole body bounced up, his hands came out, and he strangled Su An's neck to death.

I saw him viciously and said, "Who let you move the old woman!"

The young man had great strength, and Su An was seriously injured again, and his face turned red.

He raised his sword but didn't dare to stab him, so he had to blush and say angrily: "Jin Weizhi!

However, the sound of rage did not wake up the young man, but only aroused the anger in his eyes.

He clenched his teeth, and from his mouth came a low roar of wild beast, and he swore not to strangle it to death.

And Su An hesitated so much, and the other two young men also glanced at the woman who had passed out blankly.

All of a sudden, he was furious, as if his favorite toy had been broken.

The two of them went together, and with a backhand punch, the sword in Su An's hand was knocked down, and the other person grabbed Su An's waist and bit his other arm fiercely.

Su An screamed, and was about to shake away these three guys who didn't know what to do.

But he found that his body was weak for a while, and even Yuan Li was difficult to mobilize.

And the arm that was bitten, after the sharp pain for a moment at the beginning, there was a burst of pain and numbness, and in the end, there was no more than half of it, and it was very difficult to even lift the arm.

The women of the Hehuan Sect behind the three young men were not alarmed when they saw the blood.

On the contrary, they laughed and played, and half-undressed greeted them, hung on the bodies of the three young men, and blew softly in their ears.

"Su An, the head of the Su family...... Oh, no son of God, but so. ”

A woman in a white robe walked slowly to the main hall.

She was dressed in a magnificent robe, outlined with gold trim, wide fluttering sleeves, cinched in with a gold belt, and a silver snake brooch pinned around the neckline.

Her hair was tied very high, and she wore a noble crown on her head, and her ponytail hair was tied up like a cloud from behind the crown.

This dress couldn't help but make Su An stunned, and in a trance, his breathing couldn't help but be a little heavier.

The feeling of suffocating his chest made his mind black for a while, and looking at the woman dressed up as a holy woman of the Hehuan Sect, the memories instantly became extremely long.