After Rong Lian finished speaking, he stood and looked around the hall, walked to the nearest Fang Xu and stood still, probably picking the one who was relatively pleasing to the eye among the group of people who were not pleasing to the eye.

Fang Xu leaned against the pillar and closed his eyes tightly, his expression was cold, his brows were already tightened, and his expression didn't look like he had a sweet dream.

He raised his foot and gently kicked Fang Xu's leg, "Hey, wake up." ”

Mu Feibai stood behind him and scratched his head, "That's how you shouted, can it be useful?"

Miraculously, Rong Lian shouted so carelessly, Fang Xu suddenly trembled, his eyes just opened, his hands were propped up on the ground, panting as if he was about to drown, his chest kept rising and falling.

He looked up and saw Rong Pian's face, which had a charming languidness.

Fang Xu sat for a while before he recovered from his nightmare, with some apology in his voice, and said in a low voice: "Thank you." ”

Rong Lian turned to Mu Feibai and said, "Look, it's useful. ”

Mu Feibai glanced at him and then at Fang Xu, walked to the side and grabbed a young man lying crookedly on the ground, and grabbed his collar, this young man's face was ruddy, and the corners of his mouth were flushed with a touch of spring, it was very likely that he had dreamed of some kind of love affair.

Mu Feibai decisively interrupted his sweet dream, he grabbed his collar and shook it vigorously, "Don't sleep!

After shouting two or three times, the man woke up slowly, and recited a sentence like a dream: "Senior sister, I love you too!"

Just said that, his eyes were half open and half closed, and he leaned over to Mu Fei's white face in a daze.

Mu Feibai let go of his hand without hesitation, and the man fell back to the ground with a thud, letting out a miserable scream.

This fall was finally sober, he stared at these people, got up from the ground in embarrassment, and after sneering, he saw that his sect master was still lying not far away, and hurriedly rushed over.

Fang Xu stood up and went to call his protégé, and the protégé who woke up helped call another one, and after coming down so many times, the people lying on the ground were almost awake.

At this time, everyone looked at the top of the hall again, and it was already only a black patch, and the giant python was really a nightmare.

In the meantime, Zhimeng also helped to shout two, she inadvertently turned her face sideways and found that the young protégé who was woken up by Mu Feibai at the beginning quietly touched and punched and kicked her own sect master, and muttered in her mouth: "Senior sister is obviously also pleasing to me, you bad old man really has no eyesight and is still a hindrance, if you don't beat you, I'm sorry for the little junior sister's deep love for me......" When the sect master woke up in pain, the words in his mouth changed in a second, and he called urgently and sincerely: "Sect Master! Sect Master, are you okay!" If you can't wake me up, I'm in a hurry! Great, I knew that Sect Master, you are so tall and mighty, you will definitely wake up!"

Dream Weaving: "......"

She suddenly regretted a little, why did she wake up these people, but she was a little anxious in her heart, she just asked several people, no one had seen Zhu'an, and she didn't know where Zhu'an went, is 'An safe?

After they finished counting the number of people, Fang Xu and several sect masters stepped forward to express their gratitude.

Weaving dreamed of Cha'an's disappearance, absentmindedly waving his hand and saying it was okay.

Fang Xu said again: "Take the liberty of asking, what are the next plans for the next few of you?"

Weaving Dream replied seriously: "Find Zhu'an, and then go out together." ”

A sect master interjected with an embarrassed face: "...... Can you take us with you, we have some people missing, and we want to find them back and take them out together. "Most of the sect masters who questioned him have disappeared, and the treasure has not been found, and no one has gone to him, so he has lost all his money!

Mu Feibai hugged his arms, and there was some ridicule in his tone: "Don't you want the treasure?"

A person in the crowd whispered: "My life is almost gone, what bullshit treasure do you want!"

This complaint made several sect masters blush, they originally thought that they would be able to find the treasure when they came to the Phantom Flower Palace, but it was far from being as simple as they thought, if they didn't find it, their protégés were gone, and there was no greed anymore under such frustration.

Fang Xu saw that the other sect masters were embarrassed and didn't want to answer at all, so he had to stand up with a shy face and say, "...... This matter is regarded as a confused dream, the dream should also wake up, I hope that the dream weaver girl will not mind, we are confused for a while, dizzy, and offended!" Fang Xu's meaning This is also a decision made by several sect masters after discussion, they can't cope with the Bliss Snake Gu in this hall alone, and if they go any further, they may lose their lives, and the glory and wealth must also have a life to live.

Weaving Dreams wasn't here, and he didn't hear what they said too clearly, but he just didn't care.

Mu Feibai didn't say anything more, he didn't really care much about how these people tossed, he just wanted them not to be too at ease, from the martial arts conference to this farce in the Phantom Flower Palace, their behavior is really disagreeable, maybe the scar is good and forgets the pain, and this farce will be repeated next time.

Seeing that they agreed, several sect masters returned to their protégés, resting and preparing to follow them to find someone.

Fang Xu stayed to discuss the future plan, because this shadow hall was the same as the structure of the Phantom Flower Palace, they had drawn a schematic diagram with a sword on the ground and formed a circle.

Mu Feibai pointed to the location of the main hall and said, "Me and Shuhua, oh yes, and the Meng Zikun who broke his leg over there, the three of us woke up in this hall." ”

"If there is no place in this hall, there should be something else we haven't looked for. Fang Xu pointed to the corridor behind the kneeling stone statue, "Our group came from over there, there is only a large stone room, and we met with Mu Gongzi after we walked out." ”

The main hall and this corridor are painted with a cross.

"When they met with the sect master, their people rummaged through the stone chambers connected by these corridors, but they didn't find anything. ”

Weaving Dream pointed at the corridor where they came, "Rong Lian and I came from here, and outside is the gate of a stone hall, which should correspond to the stone gate of the Phantom Flower Palace, but it is a dead end, and it is blocked by stone walls all around, and it is impossible to get through." ”

All the intelligence is gathered together, and the sketch is already full of crosses.

Shuhua coldly came to a conclusion: "No way." ”

Several people were silent.

On the contrary, Rong Pian was still standing lazily and casually, not in a hurry at all.

Mu Feibai looked at it and asked, "What did Gongzi Rong find?"

Rong Lian looked at him and smiled, "I said, didn't you notice anything different?"

If there is any difference between the two halls, which are like reflections in the water, it can only be......

Weaving Dream turned his head to look at the kneeling stone statue on the side, "This stone statue?"

There is such a strangely shaped kneeling stone statue in this hall.

Rong Lian nodded, putting away his carelessness, "Think about it, everyone was hit by the Bliss Snake Gu before because they lit the oil lamp on that stone statue, and this is the only extra thing between the two halls, so there must be something different." Otherwise, who would want to have such a stone statue of a sinner in their home?"

The stone statue shaped into a kneeling shape is generally called a sinner statue among the people, and the kneeling posture is cultivated to express atonement and confession, and is scolded by tens of thousands of people.

It's really strange to put it here abruptly.

His words woke up a few people, and it was indeed the stone statue that caused a series of strange illusions.

They walked to the kneeling stone statue to inspect, and a trace of resentment flashed in Mencius Kun's eyes, and he gritted his teeth hatefully and dragged his broken leg to the side.

Mu Feibai didn't know where he got so much resentment, who provoked him? Such a person always felt that others owed him, and he didn't know where the sense of superiority came from.

They walked to the kneeling stone statue to inspect, and Fang Xu pushed the stone statue with his hand, not moving at all.

"Is there a mechanism?"

"Nope. ”

Rong Lian shook his head, stretched out his hand and patted the head of the stone statue of the sinner, "The statue of the sinner itself is used to atone for sins and confessions, how can it be used like this?"

The corners of Mu Feibai's mouth twitched, "Do you want to scold him, kick him, spit?"

Rong nodded with a smile, "Maybe." ”

“......”

After a moment of silence, Rong Lian smiled: "Let's start." ”

Several people looked at each other, but no one spoke.

After a long time, Fang Xu said tentatively: "Bastard." ”

Nothing happened.

Weaving Dream held back for a long time, twisted and pointed at the stone statue and scolded: "Are you a pig?"

Several people were stunned and laughed.

Weaving Dream stomped his feet in shame, "What are you laughing at?

In the end, a few people stared at each other, and in desperation, Weaving Dream found the young man who had just scolded his own sect master.

"Little brother, do me a favor. ”

"Me?" the young man wondered, pointing at himself.

"Hmm. Weaving Dream pointed to the kneeling stone statue, "Scold him, scold him fiercely!"

Youth: "......"

In the end, the young man made a few of them understand what it means to scold people without repetition and with all kinds of tricks, and before the end the young man still kicked twice at the kneeling stone statue, as if this person was really his enemy.

directly stunned a few people, and even Rong Pian, who had a playful expression, twitched the corners of his mouth.

As a result, less than a moment after the curse, the stone statue collapsed with a thud, revealing a stone staircase that led deeper underground.

Fang Xu couldn't help but feel a little soothed when he saw the exposed hole, "There are stone steps here!" I'll go and inform the others, it's safer to move together now." ”

Fang Xu walked quickly towards the others, and quickly led everyone to gather over, and commanded in a loud voice: "Go down one by one, don't lose it, and don't run around after you go down, so as not to encounter danger." ”

A young protégé pointed to Mencius Kun, who was leaning against the wall and holding his legs, and asked, "What should I do with this person?"

They hadn't thought about it, and it wasn't a problem to throw it here, and it was troublesome to carry it.

Seeing that they were actually hesitating, Meng Zikun shouted angrily: "You want to leave me, I am the young master of the Baichuan Meng family! How can you treat me like this!"

Among the many protégés, I don't know who sneered.

Meng Zikun's gaze suddenly became gloomy, he should have been the most beautiful young master of the Meng clan in Baichuan, where had he suffered such humiliation, a wave of hatred and anger crept into his heart.

In the end, it was Fang Xu who asked his two subordinates to drag him, so that he could continue to go down the cave.

They took some candlesticks from the main hall to illuminate, Fang Xu and Mu Feibai opened the way in front, and behind them were a large group of protégés, and Dream Weaving Shuhua and Rong Lian were at the end of the line.

When Rong Lian's clothes disappeared from the main hall, the group all went down to the cave.

Originally, I thought it was just a stone staircase, but when I walked down, I found that the stone steps were too long, spiraling down along the stone wall, and I couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

The group walked down silently with candles, only scattered footsteps echoing in this dark and huge space, like a slowly crawling insect.

I don't know how long I walked, Mu Feibai finally saw the end of the stone steps, he took the lead in stepping through the stone door at the end of the stone steps, and after taking two steps, he raised the candle and shone it forward, and found that he had entered a large stone room.

The people behind poured in one after another, Mu Feibai looked nearby, and found that there was a one-person high copper pagoda-shaped lampholder in the corner of the wall.

The pagoda candlestick is very interesting, the one that lights the center of the lowest layer will light the wick of the upper layer along the tower floor, and the fire light climbs up little by little from the bottom circle of oil lamps, and soon lights up a brilliant lighthouse.

As the fire was lit, everyone's vision gradually became clearer.

Immediately after, the crowd erupted in exclamations.

The space behind the stone door is not wide, but it is very high, and you can't see the top at a glance, the reason why it is particularly high is because there is a huge tree planted in a circular platform in this stone room! But it is not an ordinary tree, its whole body is very large, and the roots of the tree are densely intertwined, but what is suffocating is that the whole body of the tree is made of golden gold, and it is bright and dazzling under the light of the fire. Not only that, but the twisted roots naturally formed a lot of small countertops, which were piled up with all kinds of jade chests, some of which opened to reveal a pile of gold, some of which contained a box of books and ancient books, and some of which were full of all kinds of treasures, but all of them were covered with a thick layer of dust.

Even if it is covered with dust, it is still a fatal temptation.

Everyone's eyes stared at them stunned, and one of the sect masters couldn't help but take a step forward, so excited that he couldn't speak: "Yes...... It's a treasure of phantom flowers!"

"We've found the Phantom Flower Treasure!"

"Oh my God! That's too much!"

"Wow-haha, I, I'm rich!"

Such excited and excited shouts came one after another, and it was clear that everyone who was still dejected in that mirror hall had decided to give up, and at this time there was no other thing in their eyes at all, and that crazy and hot eyes burned again!

No one can resist the great temptation of the phantom flower treasure in front of them.

However, before they could really touch those treasures, there was already a civil unrest among the people, and the crowd was noisy, because the distribution problem began to escalate from quarrels to hands, and once again fell into chaos, and even directly used weapons, and the sound of swords and swords sounded chaotically.

Although they are forming an alliance to find the treasure of the Phantom Flower together, Meng Yi is really right in what he said, can so many family sects still sit together with the harmonious ones and divide them equally.

Obviously, the answer is no.

Several of them stood in the corner and watched, Mu Feibai sighed and said disdainfully: "My hunch is right, the scar is good, forget the pain, and start again." ”

Dream Weaver: "I don't care about this. But such places are usually ......"

Rong Lian's gaze fell on the top of the golden tree, and when he heard this, his gaze fell back on Weaving Dreams, and said with a smile: "Do you want to say that this is usually a mechanism." ”

Weaving Dreams' face turned red, what she wanted to say was guessed well, she really thought so.

They chatted for a while, not too much to care about the group of people, and let them make trouble, ready to discuss their future plans.

At this time, Shuhua glanced at it casually and found that there was a person in the crowd who was in full swing, who was sneakily shuttling through the crowd and throwing something into the crowd.

Shuhua flew over on tiptoe, and with a flick of her wrist, the snow whip quickly wrapped around his neck and pulled it out, and the man was pulled out of the crowd and fell to the ground, and the medicine bag in his hand fell out.

Shuhua withdrew the long whip and looked at the man expressionlessly, everyone noticed the situation here, and tacitly stopped the fight, and looked sideways

Look, and soon circled around the man.

The man lay on the ground and refused to look up, but was quickly pointed out.

"Yo, isn't this Meng Zikun!"

"What are you going to do, Mencius?"

"Is that medicine in his hand?"

"It's this kind of indiscriminate little action again!"

Seeing that he was recognized, Meng Zikun raised his head viciously and glared at them, and no longer pretended to stand up from the ground steadily.

The two people who helped him were surprised: "Didn't you break your leg?

Another scolded with disdain: "Are you stupid?

Meng Zikun sneered, and suddenly drew his long sword from his waist and stabbed at one of them, and the man swallowed his breath with a rapid scream.

After killing the man, Meng Zikun withdrew his sword, stepped on the man and wiped the blood on the sword, and everyone was startled, screaming and scattering out in a mess.

"Haha, what's the pretend!Did any of you find out?" Meng Zikun held the sword in his hand, and stared at everyone viciously, and his smiling appearance was the same as his father Meng Yi, "I have worked hard for so long, and I have drugged you, I advise you not to be self-conscious, these treasures belong to my Meng family!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two or three people staggered and fell, and his words exploded in the crowd like thunder.

Everyone was frightened, afraid that the next person to fall to the ground would be themselves, and someone shouted: Don't panic, luck can clear the poison!

Everyone sat down one after another to mobilize the internal breath luck to clear the poison, and for a while, no one had time to control him.

The few of them stood far away, and they didn't inhale too much, and they could be suppressed by a little mobilization of their internal breath.

Fang Xu was not so lucky, as the master of a sect, he had to advance and retreat with his protégés, and inhaled a lot of drugs, he felt dizzy, and could only meditate cross-legged to drive away the poison, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he felt that Meng Zikun was shameless to a new realm, he glared angrily and scolded: "Despicable person, no wonder this is the case!"

Meng Zikun smiled absently, "Despicable? My father taught me since I was a child, no poison and no husband! As long as there is a result, what does it matter if you use a little means! Haha, you should be glad that I only took a drug, not poison! I didn't want to take your life, shouldn't you be grateful to me? You are not worthy of me to draw a sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked to the ground with a whip.

Shuhua walked into two steps and looked at him condescendingly, with a chill on her face that could freeze to death.

"Look for death. ”

Meng Zikun lay on the ground in embarrassment and spit blood, staring at Shuhua resentfully, and somehow remembered in his mind that his father's entrustment before leaving, the reason why he followed him in was that Meng Yi endured the pain of cutting his tongue and wrote in the palm of his hand. Meng Yi said that at the critical moment, as long as they can restrain the sparse flowers, whether it is Weaving Dreams or Mu Feibai, they will take care of the sparse flowers and be obediently restrained.

But he was so unwilling!

Why is a little girl who has just passed the year of jasper more famous than him in the rivers and lakes!

Why is such a girl so important!

She always has a cold face to herself, loves to ignore her, and refuses to even look at him, thinking that he Meng Zikun is in Baichuan, which girl is not polite to him, and she stammers enthusiastically!

This Liu Shuhua is not only paralyzed, but also has no vision!

and was embarrassed by this stinky girl touching him five times, not only her, but the group of people standing here are all damned!

How can he swallow this breath!

He clenched the long sword in his hand, and suddenly stood up with a slap of his palm, and rushed towards Shuhua with his sword.

"Die!"

Meng Zikun held a long sword and stabbed Shuhua in the heart with a strange movement, getting too close to Shuhua didn't have time to dodge, and she didn't expect that Meng Zikun would suddenly burst out after being like this.

Between the calcium carbide firelight, Shuhua was taken into a gentle embrace, and her eyes widened instantly.

I don't know when, Mu Feibai rushed over and hugged her.

The first hug.

"Poof!"

The sword in Meng Zikun's hand stabbed Mu Feibai's back hard, and he snorted in pain and let go of the hand holding Shuhua.

He covered his mouth and coughed twice, blood coming out between his fingers.

A long sword pierced through his body.

The tip of the sword suddenly drilled out of Mu Feibai's chest and crossed in front of Shuhua's eyes, with a hint of warm red.

Shuhua's eyes widened, and the tip of her heart was suddenly slashed.

Meng Zikun saw that he had killed the wrong person, and it was the sudden courage of the evil to the guts, and after this blow, this hot-headed impulse had been dissipated for the most part, and a touch of panic crawled in his heart, and he trembled his hands and wanted to withdraw the long sword in his hand.

Mu Feibai's brows furrowed in pain, and some blood gushed out of his mouth, and he clearly felt the feeling of flesh and blood being torn apart by the blade of the sword.

Bloody and perverted.

There was a bloody hole in his chest.

Meng Zikun also wanted to stab the Shuhua sword behind him again, Mu Feibai gritted his teeth and knocked Meng Zikun out with a palm, and the sword in his hand followed closely behind him like a swallow returning to the nest and galloped past Meng Zikun's neck, cutting his throat, Meng Zikun fell to the ground with wide eyes, panting for breath.

"Who gave you the guts to dare to hurt her?"

After Mu Feibai finished speaking, he coughed twice, and originally wanted to stand with his sword propped up, but his legs fell straight forward.

The cold frost that had not changed for thousands of years finally collapsed, and she took two steps forward and reached out to catch Mu Feibai's fallen body, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

There was a little choked in his tone: "You ......"

Mu Feibai's throat swelled with a bloody smell, and when he saw Shuhua's tears, he suddenly panicked, and hurriedly and laboriously reached out to touch Shuhua's face, "Don't ...... Don't cry!"

But he found that his fingertips were stained with blood, and a little red mark was dyed on Shuhua's snow-white face, like a red plum blossom blooming in the snow, which was not good-looking at all, and he withdrew his hand a little sadly.

Halfway through, she was held tightly, Shuhua lowered her head and said in a dumb voice: "Don't do this." ”

Don't be so cautious, it makes people's hearts sour.

Mu Feibai reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth to comfort her, "Shuhua...... Ahem, you don't have to feel guilty, it's not your reason...... You obviously hate ...... I hate that I followed you, but I still followed with a dead face...... But now, I'm actually a little glad I came, otherwise if something happened to you, I wouldn't forgive myself for the rest of my life. ”

What Shuhua said with tears in his eyes, he couldn't hear it clearly, he only felt a dull pain in his heart.

When he closed his eyes, he finally understood his father's words, after the absurdity of the martial arts conference, his father took Aunt Wanqing back to Jinan, and only asked Mu Jiu to bring him a letterhead, and there was nothing long on the letter, just a few sentences, he could recite it with his eyes closed.

"Why is the sword in your hand drawn, and what is your cultivation fighting for?"

Maybe it's asking yourself, maybe it's asking him.

Meng Zikun's sword was used to maliciously hurt people, Mu Hanfeng's sword didn't have time to fight for Qin Wanqing, what about him?

He thought, he had found his answer, he drew his sword for Shuhua, he fought for protection.

He is willing to turn into a sharp sword in Shuhua's hand, cut through obstacles for her, and move forward.