Because of Leng Jiuming's smile, Wu Kaiyuan's outstretched arms actually stopped in mid-air and forgot about his next move, he looked at Leng Jiuming obsessively, his eyes did not blink, as if this glance had exhausted everything in his life.

This was the first time he had seen Leng Jiuming's smile, the person who made him unforgettable at first sight and haunted by his dreams, the first time he showed such a charming smile to him, and he was so close to him that he could feel the warmth and slightly cold breath exhaled by Leng Jiuming.

The snort that hit his face carried the unique coldness and herbal fragrance of Leng Jiuming's body, and Wu Kaiyuan indulged in it uncontrollably. If it was just a dream, then he also hoped never to wake up again.

At the moment when Wu Kaiyuan's eyes were blurred, Leng Jiuming suddenly lowered his head and bumped into Wu Kaiyuan's forehead. Wu Kaiyuan indulged in Leng Jiuming's smile, and he didn't expect that Leng Jiuming, who had already let him fish for a long time, would suddenly attack, and Leng Jiuming's collision force was extremely powerful, not at all like the appearance of internal force and spiritual power being sealed.

Wu Kaiyuan was hit by a domineering internal force, and it was too late to react to avoid it, Wu Kaiyuan, who was hit by Leng Jiuming's internal force, was suddenly dizzy, and the whole person flew backwards and fell into the water tank full of poison.

Hua Wuying, who pretended to be weak and powerless in the cell, heard the movement outside, and immediately got up, and before the young man's trembling hand could open the iron door with the key, he had already broken out with a "bang".

The young man was knocked away by the strength of Hua Wuying's breaking through the door, at this time, Leng Jiuming's internal strength and spiritual power had been restored, and after solving Wu Kaiyuan, he rushed away from the iron chains that bound his hands, and the palm of his palm was in the direction where the young man was knocked away, and the soft palm power helped him unload the momentum and stabilize his body.

"Master, are you alright? Hua Wuying rushed out of the cell, and saw Leng Jiuming breaking the iron chain, he was covered in blood, and Shengxue's white clothes had already been stained dark red by bloodstains, and he couldn't see the original color at all, and he was worried.

"It's okay, let's go. Leng Jiuming was relieved to see that Hua Wuying was fine, and immediately said. Although the Sealing Spirit Pill that Wu Kaiyuan forced him to eat has begun to fail, and his internal strength and spiritual power are constantly recovering, but he was tortured by Wu Kaiyuan with large and small injuries, and it was already reluctant to deal with Wu Kaiyuan just now, if he didn't leave as soon as possible at this time, the situation between the two sides would not be optimistic when Wu Kaiyuan's men arrived.

Hua Wuying glanced at the water tank, Wu Kai was planted in the water tank with the source facing down, only the soles of his shoes were exposed, thinking of the poison in that tank, Hua Wuying estimated that it would not take more than half a pillar of incense to touch the time, and Wu Kaiyuan would be eaten to the point that only the white bones of the forest were left.

Wu Kaiyuan deserved to die at the hands of the poisons he raised, but if these poisons were still alive and without Wu Kaiyuan's control, if they ran out of Nanwu Mountain, they would definitely cause a catastrophe. Besides, this Nanwu Mountain originally belonged to Yan Nanfei's master and apprentice, how could Hua Wuying let these poisons defile this originally peaceful and peaceful Nanwu Mountain.

Hua Wuying jumped up, kicked up a piece of broken porcelain that fell at her feet, and saw that the broken porcelain piece brought up a little white light, and crossed a half-arc and went directly towards the lamp embedded in the stone wall, and the wick with the flame was cut into two pieces in an instant, and flew down into the water tank.

Hua Wuying wanted to see the candle flame burn into a raging fire with her own eyes, burning all those poisons and Wu Kaiyuan, but she was suddenly pulled out by the young man.

The young man was still anxious and shouted, "Hurry up!"

"Boss!"

"Boss—boss, he—"

"Call me all the people! They've killed the boss!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them and avenge the boss!"

......

The guards guarding outside the stone room heard that something was wrong inside, and someone had already rushed in, and when they saw Wu Kaiyuan falling into the water tank, they immediately shouted in shock.

As a loud horn sounded outside the stone room, Hua Wuying heard footsteps mixed with the humming of blades approaching the tower from all directions.

"Your strength has recovered, you go first. Leng Jiuming looked at the anxious young man beside Hua Wuying, and motioned for Hua Wuying to take the young man first.

The situation was urgent at the moment, and Hua Wuying didn't bother to say much, so he pulled the young man next to him and walked out of the stone room. The moment he leaned out of the stone chamber, the palm wind was already out, and there was a loud noise, and the wave of palm wind sent the few people outside the stone room holding their blades to knock them out.

Several people who were knocked away crashed into the stone wall on the side, and several extremely deep depressions suddenly appeared in the stone wall, and some people even planted their heads in the stone wall, and their legs could not be freed after kicking outside for a long time.

Although those people are only Wu Kaiyuan's disciples, it is by no means a good kind to follow Wu Kaiyuan to do evil, especially when he thinks that Leng Jiuming was tortured again and was covered in injuries, Hua Wuying was angry and hateful.

She reached into her hair and took out the thousand-year-old cold silk, wanting to strangle the few people who had not yet lost her breath one by one, Leng Jiuming followed Hua Wuying and the young man out, and when she saw this, she said: "Those people are about to be killed, you leave first, and leave it to me here." ”

The moment Leng Jiuming's words fell, his clothes were already flying, and he solved the dying and struggling few people in a moment.

Hua Wuying was in front, and after Leng Jiuming broke off, the young man walked in the middle, and the three of them quickly left the top floor of the tower.

Hua Wuying slaughtered all the way down from the top floor of the tower, and the steps were strewn with corpses, and blood continued to flow down the steps, and the entire tower became a Shura hell in an instant.

With Hua Wuying's current skills, she could have fought all the way without such trouble, even if the young man didn't know martial arts, she could have taken him directly from the top floor of the tower.

But at this time, only continuous killing can make her feel better, for Leng Jiuming was injured in the tower, and for the sake of returning Master Yan Nanfei to a peaceful Nanwu Mountain.

The red clothes were stained with blood, and it was impossible to tell whether the red clothes without a shadow were so bright red and bloody, or whether they were stained with human blood.

The three of them finally left the tower and reached the edge of the cliff, and if they wanted to leave Nan Wu Mountain, they could only follow the iron staircase to the top of the hill below on the opposite side.

"You go first, and go home after leaving Nan Wushan. Hua Wuying glanced at the young man behind him and asked him to go up the chain ladder first. When Pingshui met, there was only so much she could help him.

The young man looked down at the bottomless cliff, and immediately trembled and retracted his legs, and said in a trembling voice: "I—I'm afraid of heights." ”

Hua Wuying glanced at the young man helplessly, the young man dared to take the risk to help Leng Jiuming without knowing that she and Leng Jiuming had recovered their skills, obviously not with Wu Kaiyuan.

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