Qian Guangliang pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice: "It's not unreasonable for you to make a decision, let's wait until we return to the villa." Go down, pack up your belongings, and retreat to the lodge tomorrow morning. ”

The four disciples were stunned when they heard this, and Du Yangchun asked in astonishment, "Have all the staff of the branch withdrawn?"

Qian Guangliang nodded and said, "Well, in the branch court, all the members withdrew to the villa. The branch is temporarily closed. ”

Qi Xiong was surprised: "Why is this?"

Qian Guangliang said in a deep voice: "I just received news yesterday that there is a force that wants to wash the Plum Blossom Villa in blood. We should close the Anli County Branch first, and I am here to protect your safe evacuation. ”

Du Yangchun said hatefully: "Fuck those dog mongrels, dare to provoke our Plum Blossom Villa?"

Qi Xiong said with a gloomy face: "It's not those people in black who are doing it. ”

Qian Guangliang said in a deep voice: "Stop grinding, go and wash and rest, and be ready to deal with the enemy's sneak attack tonight." Although he is not a few years older than Du Yangchun, his position is there, and they can't help but disrespect him.

Du Yangchun and the other disciples bowed, exited the lobby and walked towards the backyard.

Mei'er walked quickly to Qi Xiong's side and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother Qi, did you suffer heavy casualties in the attack on the branch this time?"

Qi Xiong said sadly and indignantly when he heard this: "The main courtyard is divided into courtyards, from praying for the main affairs to the inferior maids, a total of forty-seven people, none of them were spared. ”

Mei'er was shocked when she heard this, and said sadly: "All killed?"

Qixiong nodded, and walked forward with a gloomy face and no more words.

"Miss Charm, stop thinking about it, let's go. Huang Ying said a word to Mei'er who was still in a daze behind him.

Mei'er said hatefully, "Let me meet these thieves again, this girl will slaughter them cleanly!"

......

Feng Yang was unconscious in the stone chips for a day and a night before he was awakened by a nightmare.

Feng Yang opened his eyes and saw that it was already night, and a soft moonlight shot through the round hole in the roof of the cave and hit Feng Yang, illuminating a few square feet around him. At this time, he felt a splitting headache, and his whole body was in great pain, and he grinned and gritted his teeth and struggled to sit up from the ground.

Feng Yang gasped and sat still, feeling abnormal chest tightness and pain, took a few deep breaths, waited for his breath to calm down a little, closed his eyes and healed.

After half of the incense time, Feng Yang opened his mouth and spit out several mouthfuls of thick blood, a large number of black blood clots in the thick blood. Feng Yang took a few deep breaths, feeling the tightness and pain in his chest greatly improved, and to his surprise, the true qi injected into his body by the lonely soul old man was hit hard by the stalagmite, mixing it with his own true qi and no longer agitating. He tried to grab the stone in front of him, and with a volley, there was a 'whoosh', and the stone flew towards him with a sound of breaking through the air.

Seeing that the momentum was fierce, Feng Yang hurriedly turned sideways to dodge, and the stone grazed his body with a 'bang', hitting the cave wall and shattering.

The wind was overjoyed and opened his mouth to laugh. Just laughed a few times, covered his chest with his hands and coughed rapidly, and after a while, he spit out a few mouthfuls of black blood before the coughing slowly stopped. But his head hurt sharply, and it hurt more and more, and the pain made him doubt his life a little.

Feng raised his eyebrows and crumpled his head, grinned, gritted his teeth, clenched his hands into fists, and unconsciously trembled and endured bursts of sharp pain. After half an hour, the severe pain slowly subsided.

Feng Yang exhaled a turbid breath, took the silver needle from his arms, inserted the silver needle on his head, and sat cross-legged on the ground to heal his wounds. Slowly, a white mist rose above his head, and the white mist accumulated more and more over time, gradually enveloping his entire body in the white mist, which was very strange in the soft moonlight.

The moonlight slowly moved eastward from Feng Yang's body, and gradually disappeared, and the cavern was darkened. Another ray of daylight appeared from the western wall of the cave, and gradually moved eastward, and the cave gradually became brighter.

The white mist that surrounded Feng Yang's body slowly injected into his body from the 'Baihui Acupoint' above his head, and with half a cup of tea, the white mist all entered his body.

Feng Yang exhaled turbidity, opened his eyes, pulled out the silver needle on his head, and stood up with a radiant look. At this time, he only felt that he was full of strength, and he looked at himself with a dust, the corners of his mouth pulled up slightly, and his body shook, swept out of the cave, and plunged into the waterhole, playing to his heart's content.

Feng Yang stayed in the water for half an hour before he grabbed an ice catfish and jumped ashore, sat in the sun, basking in the sun and nibbling on the ice catfish beautifully. In less than a moment, the ice catfish weighing three catties in his hand was gnawed by him, and the rest of the scaffold.

Feng Yang casually discarded the fish bones and raised his head towards the top of the cliff, only to see that he could not see the edge in the white haze. He hesitated and thought, "How tall the fuck is this? Can I climb up there?" ”

Feng Yang gritted his teeth, kicked his feet and pounced on the cliff, only to see that his body was like a stone, and he quickly crashed into the cliff, Feng Yang saw this, the secret road was not good, his hands pushed sharply, and there was a loud 'bang', and the person was like a ball rebounding and rushing to the other side of the cliff dozens of feet away.

Feng Yang's feet kicked sharply and shot forward like an arrow off the string, and he bounced back and forth several times before he found out how hard he could exert himself, and his body finally stopped.

Feng Yang unconsciously wiped his forehead, grinned, and said in his heart: "I didn't expect the true qi injected into my body by Shizun to be so strong, a little bit of force is too much, I have to adapt to it." "After reading it, his body shook and waved his palms to practice the 'Dragon Palm'. In an instant, the palm shadow overlapped and surrounded his body, only to hear a clear whistle, and the palm shadow around his body turned into a giant palm hitting the cliff wall thirty zhang high, like a landslide and the ground cracked, the dust was flying, and a palm print four or five zhang high appeared on the cliff wall thirty zhang away.

Feng Yang looked at the palm prints in a daze, and his heart moved to knead the 'microwave virtual step' body method into the 'Dragon Palm', and practiced it again, and instantly the bottom of the cliff dozens of zhang wide was covered with palm shadows, more than two hours passed, Feng Yang stopped his body, looked at the palm prints he left around calmly, and said in his heart: "Practice for a while, you should be able to climb out of the Broken Soul Cliff, and you are not tired now, so practice the third layer of the heart method." "If you want to stop, sit down on the spot, adjust your breath and practice the 'Danyang Divine Skill'.

Five months passed, and the wind rose on this day, and he grabbed two ice catfish in the middle of the pool and came to the tomb of the lonely old man. First, he respectfully placed an ice catfish in front of the tomb of the old man with a lonely soul, knelt down and kowtowed five times and said, "The disciple of the master is going to climb the cliff today, and your old man is blessed by the spirit of heaven to climb the disciple to the top of the cliff smoothly." The disciple will come to see you after the revenge of the family. After that, he kowtowed five more heads and sat down on the spot, picked up another ice catfish and smiled at the grave: "Master, please eat." With that, he gnawed at the ice catfish in his hand.

Half an hour later, the wind appeared under the cliff face opposite the cave. I saw him look at the top of the cliff seriously, take a breath, kick his feet, and rush to the top of the cliff like a cannon.