Chapter 134: The Mysterious Man
You want to throw a big pot at him? No way!
I don't know if Shadow Fiend and Bearded Man succeeded.
As for the little junior brother Le Yang...... Forget it, don't look heartless that guy, in fact, he can't slip or slip, and these people in the Luo family can catch him, not because he has some scruples.
Le Yang is not a person who cares about anything.
Scold~
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Although Xi An was uncooperative, Sha Wither and they still knew that Hao Qing did not fall into the hands of the demon cultivator but was rescued by a mysterious person.
Knowing that Hao Qing was probably fine, Sha Wei and Zhou Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, although they didn't know how Hao Qing's cautious temperament could easily sneak into the demon cultivation den to investigate instead of staring outside, but it was okay.
After Gu Nianzhi knew the general situation of the matter, he went to the Luo family monk and asked them to help find the disciples of the Sword Sect.
There is also a spiritual message to go back and see Hao Qing's soul lamp.
Except for a few people, such as Ye Ruo and Sha Wither, their soul lamps are either collected by their own masters, and the other is collected by their own grandfathers.
But like Hao Qing and Zhou Zhuo, like most of the disciples, the soul lamps were secretly stored by the Sword Sect and guarded by special people.
The elite disciples are separated, so that the disciples can observe the situation when they go out to act, and if something happens, they can send someone to rescue.
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At this time, Hao Qing was facing a strong man, a strong man he had never encountered before.
Hao Qing looked at the man with his back to him above and thought to himself, the monk with the highest cultivation he had ever seen was Ye Ruo's uncle, a Venerable in the middle stage of the Transformation of Gods, but even if it was Ye Ruo's uncle, there was still no comparison with this man.
He had never seen a Great Monk of the Distraction Period, but he guessed that this man might be the Great Monk of the Distraction Period, no, maybe he was a more powerful existence than the Monk of the Distraction Period!
Hao Qing swallowed the blood gushing out of his throat, even if the person in front of him did not release the coercion, and he still deliberately restrained the momentum on his body, but only a little leakage already made him feel a sense of urgency like Mount Tai.
I don't know how long it took, the sound of ticking echoed in the empty hall, it turned out that Hao Qing's palms had been pinched by himself, and there were dripping blood at his feet.
At this time, the man turned around, Hao Qing's originally unwavering pupils shrank, how could it be?
"Surprised?"
"Tsk, I didn't expect it to be a waste .......," the man shook his head in disgust.
What the man said next, Hao Qing didn't know at all, because he had already lost his consciousness when he met the deep eyes of the man.
"King. β
The man glanced at Hao Qing with a complicated expression, and then raised his hand to take the spiritual sword that was warm in Hao Qing's dantian, and with a light flick of his fingers, the black thing on the sword faded cleanly, revealing the dark scabbard made of obsidian inside.
It is estimated that Hao Qing himself couldn't imagine that his natal spirit sword was just a scabbard.
"Masterβ"
Rakshasa Sword ........
Ye Ruo sealed several big acupoints, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, his five hearts upward, and used all his strength to appease the suddenly restless Rakshasa Sword.
"Poofβ"
"Lord, Master....." Rolling on the side, jumping anxiously, looking at the blood on the corner of his master's mouth, he was so anxious that he couldn't do it, but there was no way, woo
Looking at the Rakshasa Sword that broke through the dantian, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ye Ruo's mind...... ........ leaving the song, Ye Ruo wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth fiercely, tried to stabilize his mind, took out the jade flute, and the faint music poured out of his lips, and the Rakshasa sword that was red because of irritability gradually stabilized.
Ye Ruo fell down dejectedly at this time.
Rolling immediately stepped forward and leaned on Ye Ruo's neck to treat Ye Ruo's injuries, but he didn't want the Rakshasa Sword that had calmed down to come over, and Rolling Rolling stared at the Rakshasa Sword viciously with his teeth, only to see the Rakshasa Sword revolving around Ye Ruo a few times, and then returned to Ye Ruo's dantian.
Roll in for a moment.
At this time, it was night, the stars were sparse and the moon was full, and it was a full moon night, and the silver-white moonlight essence entered Ye Ruo's body through the red circle of light around Ye Ruo, and the tears in the corners of his eyes became more and more rippling, and the already light-colored peach blossoms became more and more light.
Rolling had seen Ye Ruo absorb the essence of the moon and cultivate like this, and when he saw this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly stretched out his little paw to drag Ye Ruo under the window, so that she could be more under the moonlight, and when Rolling approached, the red aura flickered slightly and returned to its original state.
Rolling doesn't know if that's right, but that's all it can do now.
After dragging Ye Ruo over, he lay on his stomach and stared at his master.
There was a noise outside, it was Sha Wei and Hao Qing who were back, and Gu Nianzhi was still negotiating with the Luo family.
Sha Wei looked at Ye Ruo's room where the formation was opened, thinking that Ye Ruo was cultivating, well, there were so many floors, so don't bother.
Sha Wei felt a little happy in his heart, he felt that he could take advantage of this time to go out and wave, cough cough, no, it was a task.
Zhou Zhuo also saw it, but what Zhou Zhuo thought was that he also had to hurry up and cultivate.
But before he could close the door, the sand withered came up, "Little table, let's go play, ah no, go to practice." β
Zhou Zhuo's forehead was bruised, and he didn't want to say more, so he twisted his toes on the ground and wanted to kick this guy directly, but Sha Zhuo's mouth was a step faster, and he crackled the place he found before.
Then he looked at Zhou Zhuo with a thoughtful look and raised his eyebrows, sample, did the master say that he would kick it?
Zhou Zhuo looked at him with a beaten face, what should I do if my hands are itchy?
Cold!
So in the end, Zhou Zhuo still followed Sha Diao with a stinky face and went to the place where Sha Diao said to do something.
Sha Wither was full of words, but when he arrived at the destination, he was dumbfounded, this, this, this-
Which bastard got on the ground first
The two of them ran all the way in and turned over the entire valley, but they didn't find anything useful, except for a few low-level spirit grasses and some small herbivorous spirit beasts without intelligence, they were really clean.
Sha Wei felt that he didn't dare to look at Zhou Zhuo's black face, and secretly thought in his heart where else could he get good things, and took the small table to walk around, otherwise it is estimated that he would have to face the big board of the small table for 10,000 years, and he felt a little unhappy...
The dejected Sha Wither followed Zhou Zhuo, who had a handsome face, out of the valley, and it was cleaned up, but they still had the task of receiving it in the sect, thinking about the contribution points, Sha Wither felt that he himself was resurrected with full blood.
Think about the scabbard he was thinking about, although his spirit sword originally had a scabbard, but what he looked at was not the scabbard itself, but the scabbard inlaid with powder, thanks to his sharp eyes, he saw that it was a good thing to improve the attack power of the spirit sword haha!
If Zhou Zhuo knew Sha Wither's thoughts, he would definitely have squinted his eyes, looking very disgusted with Sand Wither, and then complained fiercely about a loser, and then silently sour in his heart for a while.
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