Flying Snow Burying Red Leaves, Volume 1, Sword and Rivers and Lakes Mo Lone Chapter 27 There is a way to kill and reincarnate
You Jinwen's long sword was slowly raised, and seeing that he was about to kill that disciple, Dao Xueke jumped up with a sharp foot, took off his hat and hit You Jinwen's back. The hat spun and flew out, the force was not large, and it would never hurt You Jinwen, but it was enough to stop him. The hat was hitting You Jinwen's back, You Jinwen was coldly hit by this blow in the back, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and when he reacted, he turned around, only the knife snowman was behind him, and his silver hair was scattered in the breeze. His heart suddenly burned with anger, and he raised his sword and asked: "Dao Xueke, are you looking for death?
Dao Xueke hugged his fists and said: "Senior Brother You has offended a lot, but this person must not be killed." You Jinwen raised his eyebrows, sneered and said: "To kill or not to kill, it's all my Yiye Jianmen's business, you have made a hindrance from it three times and twice, and now I don't kill you, heaven is intolerable." Then he stabbed him with his sword. Although Chu Qingan and everyone in the audience didn't know what they just said, they were still happy to quell the troubles of the disciples of the Hanshan Taoist Temple, and they were all surprised to see You Jinwen holding a sword and a straight bayonet. Chu Qingan also hurriedly ran towards the two. Dao Xueke hurriedly turned his head sideways to avoid the sword blade, and then used one hand to remove the sword blade, and shouted loudly: "These people came with killing intent, obviously deliberately provoking trouble!" You Jinwen didn't speak, turned the sword blade around again, and slashed it back, Dao Xueke leaned back again, dodged the long sword, slapped his palm on the ground and bounced himself, and said: "Their martial arts are mediocre, their sword moves are scattered, and their style of acting and martial arts are not the consistent style of the Hanshan Taoist Temple!" You Jinwen kicked at Dao Xueke, and Dao Xueke also kicked out to dissolve his strength. You Jinwen forced a step, Dao Xueke took half a step back, You Jinwen jumped up and turned around and stabbed a sword, Dao Xueke flashed over, and shouted: "They are not people in the Cold Mountain Taoist Temple, we must know where the real Cold Mountain Taoist Temple is, and we must find out who they are!"
You Jinwen ignored what Dao Xueke said, the new hatred and old hatred were added to one place, blocked his heart, he was furious, he stepped on the air and flew up, the long sword slashed across the ground, sparks splashed, and tore the sky, causing a violent wind to hunt, flying sand and stones on the martial arts field, falling leaves danced wildly, and the petals withered, You Jinwen rotated extremely quickly in the air, the sword light was shining, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the afterimages were repeated, and in an instant, a sword stabbed out - a sword of flying flowers and remnant leaves, directly approaching the sword Xueke. Dao Xueke was surrounded by sword qi as sharp as a blade and everywhere, progress can be advanced, there is no way to retreat, but he does not urge the internal force, looking at the sword edge approaching, he still shouted loudly: "If you kill this only living mouth, the truth will never be made public, and we will never know their purpose!
At this moment, Chu Qing'an hurriedly walked over, desperately cutting the skin of his clothes by You Jinwen's internal force, blood seeping out, scarred all over his body, and still rushed into the middle of the two, blocking in front of Dao Xueke, with crystal tears on his face, but his eyes did not retreat at all, and looked straight at You Jinwen who flew in the air with a sword.
Dao Xueke saw that Chu Qing'an rushed in front of him, and he was still not afraid of facing You Jinwen's sword qi alone, but now he panicked, but Chu Qing'an was in front of him, even at this time, it was difficult to protect the two of them, for some reason, his arms firmly wrapped around Chu Qing'an's petite back, Chu Qing'an was hugged tightly from behind, a burst of warmth wrapped her, and the warm snort of Dao Xueke could still be felt above his head, first startled and then closed his eyes tightly, and his body couldn't stop his eyes. Dao Xueke used his arms hard, turned around, protected Chu Qing'an in his arms, and turned his back to You Jinwen, who was close at hand.
You Jinwen saw Chu Qing'an rushing in, Fang was still a little worried, and when he saw Dao Xueke protecting her, he was a little annoyed, and sneered: "If you want to be a hero, then I will fulfill you!" Dao Xueke looked at Chu Qing'an in his arms, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he also closed his eyes.
"Brother Feng!" Rao Mengli in the audience was already very distressed and anxious at the moment, if it wasn't for Xiao Wuxian to stop her, she would have rushed to the stage, and at this moment she had to ask Feng Zhan for help. Although Feng Zhan wanted to rescue, he didn't dare to act without permission, so he had to look at Xiao Wuxian anxiously, and Xiao Wuxian replied quietly: "Don't hurt his life." Feng Zhan received this order, his brows relaxed, the fan in his hand unfolded, raised his hand to put the fan to his ear and waved it again, and three red lights flew out of the mountain, which were imperceptible to the naked eye, and flew straight towards You Jinwen. The red light was extremely rapid, and there was a little silver light at the tip.
With a pop, three red lights penetrated You Jinwen's body in different directions at the same time, You Jinwen's sword qi and internal force disappeared in an instant, and You Jinwen fell directly from mid-air, fell to the ground, and fainted. It turned out that those three red lights were the unique secret weapon "Blood Silver Needle" that sealed the exhibition. The one-inch-and-a-half-minute silver needle has always been highly poisonous, and it is easy to take people's lives, but Feng Zhan has been using it for self-defense and does not move lightly. Now he just wants to stop You Jinwen, and it is not harmful to his life, so he only uses ordinary silver needles, which are not highly toxic, and he is hitting the three acupuncture points of You Jinwen's Fengfu, Dumb Gate, and Yongquan, and the strength is not large, so he can break You Jinwen's light skills and cause him to faint temporarily, and there is no danger of his life.
Both of them closed their eyes, not knowing what was happening behind them, only to hear the sound of falling, but the sword had not yet arrived. The two of them opened their eyes, Chu Qing'an looked up at the face of the knife snowman, his pretty face was red, but he bit his silver teeth secretly, and said coquettishly: "You disciple, don't you let go?" Dao Xueke reacted and let Chu Qing'an go. Chu Qing'an turned around and saw that You Jinwen fell to the ground unconscious, so he hurriedly ran to You Jinwen's side, and exchanged senior brothers, but You Jinwen had already fainted and did not answer. Probing his snort, Chu Qing'an knew that he was fainting, and at this time, Chu Yunshan and many disciples of the Yiye Sword Sect, as well as everyone in the Ten Ghost Hall, surrounded him. Chu Qing'an handed You Jinwen over to the younger brothers and sisters to take care of, his face flushed away, and his face calmed down again, then he looked at Dao Xueke and said coldly: "I saved you today, I just think what you said is reasonable, and I don't want my senior brother to kill by mistake." Your life is mine, and as I said, when the conference is over, I will personally take back the Leaf Finder, and at that time, this girl will take your life. Dao Xueke looked at the leaf finder in his hand, and stopped talking, but shook his head slightly. Rao Mengli on the side stepped forward, carefully inspected Dao Xueke's body, wrapped his hands around Dao Xueke's left arm, and said with a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Brother Feng made a timely move, and Brother Xue was unscathed." With that, a smile appeared on his face again. This scene was seen by Chu Qing'an, his red lips moved slightly, and his heart was as sour and bitter as if he had overturned a vinegar jar. Qiong let out a cold snort and ran to Chu Yunshan's side again.
The guy who pretended to be a disciple of the Cold Mountain Taoist Temple saw that everyone didn't care about him at the moment, so he hurriedly stood up quietly, trying to escape from the crowd below. Chu Qing'an and Dao Xueke had already noticed it, and they flew up together, Chu Qing'an was lighter and landed in front of that person, and Dao Xueke fell behind that person. The two of them used a sword and a sword to block the way before and after. Chu Qingan kicked the man's calf, and the man's legs were already weak, so he knelt down again. Chu Qing'an clipped the Folding Snow Sword around his neck again and asked, "Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a disciple of the Cold Mountain Taoist Temple, leading people to make trouble, and slandering the Yiye Sword Gate!" Quickly speaking, the man sneered when he heard this: "I am originally a disciple of the Lord of the Cold Mountain Taoist Temple, believe it or not. Dao Xueke also reprimanded and asked: "How can there be a pickled villain like you under the main sect of Moguan, not to mention that the martial arts you are using are not the martial arts of the Cold Mountain Taoist Temple at all!
"If you still refuse to tell the truth, this girl will cut out your tongue!" Chu Qing'an glared at him and threatened. The man laughed twice and said, "It's a pity that you never want to know the truth." With that, his eyes widened angrily, his cheeks tightened, and a line of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. "Not good!" Chu Qing'an was on the front, he could see it clearly, and hurriedly opened the man's closed lips, seeing that his mouth was already blurred with flesh and blood, Chu Qing'an shouted at Chu Yunshan, "He bit his tongue and committed suicide!" Everyone hurriedly rushed to the two of them, but the man was already out of breath. Dao Xueke crouched down, put two fingers to the tip of his nose, touched his neck and wrist, looked at the crowd and replied, "It's dead." Dao Xueke rummaged through his clothes again, and found a golden arrow that was not long in his cuff, so he held it in his hand, stood up, and showed it to everyone. Xiao Wuxian took the golden arrow, studied it for a moment, and then stroked his beard and said, "This should be a token used by the Qiankun Sect to contact disciples." ”
"Qiankun faction!" the crowd exclaimed. "Could it be that this person is a disciple of the Qiankun Sect?" Rao Mengli asked. Chu Yunshan said: "The Qiankun Sect still has the next competition, and it will definitely be impossible to leave the Yiye Sword Sect. After saying that, he immediately instructed the disciple beside him: "Wait for you to go to the Qiankun Sect Wing Room to check, and report the situation as soon as possible." The disciples hurriedly took the order. "It's just that the Qiankun faction has no grudge against the Yiye Sword Sect, and my father is the first to propose that the Qiankun Sect stay, how can they take revenge and slander my Yiye Sword Sect?" Chu Qing'an was very puzzled by this. Chu Yunshan's eyes widened slightly, but they flashed with light, and said, "Could it be ......?" "It must be for the Jade Buddha! First solve the Hanshan Taoist Temple, and after framing the Yiye Sword Sect and defeating the two major sects, they will have a chance to win in the last competition!" Feng Zhan analyzed. "Hurry up and go to the wing room of the Hanshan Taoist Temple!" Chu Yunshan said loudly. Chu Qing'an pointed to the two disciples and said, "You two stay, if you check on the disciples of the Qiankun Sect to come back, ask them to come to the wing of the Hanshan Taoist Temple to report!" The two disciples were ordered to stay.
Everyone hurriedly reacted and rushed to the wing room where Mo Wanyu lived in the Hanshan Taoist Temple, but it was very secluded here, and the seclusion was very weird. The door was bolted through the house, and several disciples were about to kick the door open and break in, but Dao Xueke hurriedly stopped them: "Be careful!" Everyone looked at him, and he explained, "There may be an ambush." I'll do it anyway. "I'm also together!" Chu Qing'an and Rao Mengli beside him shouted together, the words fell, and they looked at each other again, each with deep meaning in their eyes.
Dao Xueke shook his head and said, "Don't come here, I'll do it alone." With that, he drew out his leaf finder, stabbed the tip of the knife into the gap where the door opened and closed, and struck it upward, pulling the deadbolt open, and the long knife swirled into the sheath. Gently push with two fingers.
With a "boom", the two doors suddenly opened by themselves, and the air entered the room, and a large cloud of white smoke poured out instantly, Chu Yunshan only smelled a trace of strange fragrance first, and shouted loudly: "Quickly cover your nose and hold your breath!" Everyone was busy holding their breath, and several disciples of the Yiye Sword Sect were unguarded, and before they could react, they inhaled the smoke, and their eyes turned upward, revealing a large area of white whites, and the corners of their mouths slipped out of white foam, and they fell to the ground after a while. Chu Qing'an hurriedly squatted down to check their pulse, opened his eyelids and looked at them again, stood up and shook his head and said, "I've never seen this like this." ”
When the smoke cleared, everyone covered their mouths and noses with their sleeves or handkerchiefs or tied them to their faces as a cover, and slowly entered the house. Chu Qing'an was naturally no exception, took out a folded square handkerchief from his arms, and tied it to his face without looking closely. Rao Mengli inadvertently glanced at Chu Qing'an, and her gaze stopped on the square handkerchief that covered half of her face, and in the corner of the square handkerchief, there was a golden finch embroidered, a golden finch that she was very familiar with. But he didn't say it explicitly, and he didn't know where Chu Qing'an got the square handkerchief.
Chu Yunshan said to a few disciples again: "A few of you go out and gather people, guard the door, and then send someone to take care of those poisoned disciples." So saying, he went into the house. Seeing that the main hall of the wing room was empty, everyone turned to the inner hall again, and saw that the cold mountain hidden dragon Mo Duyu and many disciples were bound by ropes, their faces were black, and they were unconscious. Dao Xueke and the others hurriedly stepped forward to untie Mo Duanyu and the others, helped them up one by one, and brought chairs for them to sit down. The disciple outside the door suddenly came to report: "Master, the disciple who went to investigate the Qiankun Sect's wing has returned." "Let them in. Chu Yunshan said.
The disciple who entered the room bowed down and hugged his fists and said, "Master, the wing room of the Qiankun Sect is empty, and the disciple guarding the mountain gate said that no one has come down the mountain since yesterday night until today's martial arts competition. "Could it be that the people of the Qiankun Sect can still evaporate out of thin air in my Yiye Sword Sect?!" Chu Yunshan said with anger, and with a wave of his sleeves, he told the disciple to retreat. Mo Duanyu, who was sitting in the hall, suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, and everyone hurriedly stepped forward, and Dao Xueke's fingers were connected, locking Mo Duanyu's acupoints, so that he could temporarily sober up. Mo Qianyu fell forward again, Chu Qing'an hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked, "Lord Mo Guan, what happened to the ground this morning?"
Mo Duyu's eyes closed and opened, his breathing was intermittent, his face changed pale, and he said softly: "Today... A disciple of the Sword Sect brought breakfast, wait for me... Use... End... After that, I felt tightness in my chest and pain in my abdomen. Fainted. When I woke up again, those disciples... And back again, we... Tied here, and... Spread the poisonous fog... Organ, this is the way off... Go. ”
"It must be that Qiankun Sect pretending to be a disciple of my sect!" Chu Qing'an said.
"Report!" a disciple suddenly came from outside the door to report, "The disciples who were in charge of delivering breakfast this morning are all gone, as if they have disappeared out of thin air." ”
"Ridiculous!" Chu Yunshan trembled a little, "I must find them!"
After everyone settled the injured and poisoned disciples and the group of people from the Hanshan Taoist Temple, they went back to their houses. Before leaving, Chu Yunshan sent his disciples to the wings of each sect to inform: "Tomorrow will be a day off, and the day after tomorrow will be the last competition, I hope you will prepare more." ”
There's so much going on with this one, and everyone has their own thoughts. Rao Mengli sat alone in the room, still thinking about the gorse on Chu Qing'an's face, but Dao Xueke was still remembering every word that Chu Qing'an said in the martial arts arena.
Chu Qing'an and Chu Yunshan were above the main hall, drinking tea and talking. "Today's incident happened suddenly, do you blame your father for not helping?" Chu Yunshan asked. Chu Qing'an smiled when he heard this: "My daughter has ever blamed her father, besides, this is my competition, my father knows my temperament, and I will never let my father interfere." Even if the senior brother made a move, I was quite reluctant. Talking about You Jinwen, Chu Yunshan's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he sighed and said, "How is your senior brother?"
"It's just fainting, it's fine. The silver needle in the acupuncture point had been taken out, and the senior brother had also woken up, and he said that he wanted to go out for a walk and breathe, so he took a few disciples out. Chu Qing'an replied. Chu Yunshan nodded: "That's fine." Tomorrow, you will have a day off, and you will have time to check on those missing disciples and people from the Qiankun Sect to see if you can find some clues, and be careful. Chu Qing'an was ordered to retreat and went back to the room to rest first. Chu Yunshan walked out of the main hall alone, looked down at the crowded martial arts arena during the day at the door of the main hall, and sighed again.
The night was quiet, and the bright moon rode three or two scattered clouds, wandering freely above the huge night. The moonlight that sprinkled from the sky was the lotus flowers on the edge of the pond, gilded with a layer of silver, and in the pond, the lotus flowers swayed, and a layer of mist evaporated, quietly shrouded this large corridor. The lantern had already been hung up in the sword gate, and the red light that flickered faintly in the mist moistened the lamp, reflecting the eyes of the people on the corridor, reflecting the most beautiful color.
"The people of the Qiankun faction are really ink, they are inefficient, but fortunately you are here. The man who spoke took off the bronze mask on his face and turned to look at the man who had walked into the stone chamber, "Are you sure I'm safe here?"
The visitor smiled: "Don't worry, I can't guarantee other places, but here, I believe that no one will come to check it." Take refuge here. Qing Fen laughed: "Heh, today is still thanks to you." Have all the people of the Qiankun Sect been dealt with?" "Don't worry, you haven't let go of any of them, they've all been dealt with. The man replied. Qing Qiqi asked again, "What about the people who are working with you?"
"None of them were left, they were all disposed of. ”
"What about the corpses?"
"All cremated, ashes sprinkled off cliffs, no bones remained, no way to find out, foolproof. A wicked smile tugged at the corner of the man's mouth.
Qing Xianqi laughed when he heard this, and teased: "I didn't expect you to be really ruthless, Lao Tzu is ashamed of himself." ”
The man sat next to Qing Xuanqi and smiled: "It's a prize." It's just ......" "What's just that?" The man waved his hand and said, "If you think about it, you won't be able to do any harm." ”