Tang Xiaoyu was still a child after all, he didn't know how sad he was, and he couldn't find Tang Xiaopi, so he played with cats and dogs, and after a while, he heard laughter.

It is said that the little raccoon flower overturned the sauce jar and buckled it on Erha's head, making the stupid dog so angry that he jumped around and chased the little raccoon flower everywhere.

Soon after, Heyun ran away crying angrily.

In this battle, the losses of the Wudang faction were by no means smaller than those of other factions, many of their fellow sects were killed, and the Liwantang and Wudang Shuangsheng disappeared and disappeared, and they did not know where to go.

Everyone asked, what happened to Huairen Zhenren, Liu Qingfeng, Ma Changfeng, He Yunhao, He Yunran, and He Yunzheng?

And what about the little Taoist priest who was born with yin and yang eyes?

He Yunqi said: "These people have survived by luck, and now Huairen Zhenren has stepped down from the post of head and handed over the head to Liu Qingfeng." Now in the huge Wudang Mountain, there are less than 100 people with true qi, and the rest of the Taoists are people who accept incense in the flesh. ”

"Oh, it's miserable. "You Lan calculated that in this battle, the Wudang faction lost nearly a thousand people.

And the old immortal sitting in Wudang Mountain has also disappeared, which is really not a good sign.

Thinking of the two good-natured old immortals on the Golden Palace, the Tianfu Fairy, a registered disciple of the Wudang Sect, couldn't help but feel a little sad, and shed a few tears with Heyun.

Not long after, Yue Caidan of the Huashan faction ran over, and as soon as he entered the house, he cried and cried, saying that there were only seven people left in their Huashan faction now.

Later, the four disciples of the Kongtong faction ran over one after another, and as soon as they stepped into the threshold, they wailed and cried, saying that the four of them were already half of the Kongtong faction.

"Oh, I'll go, the four of you are now half of the Kongtong faction, so isn't the Kongtong faction completely finished?"

Zhao Gaozheng immediately stopped crying, and said indignantly: "Qingyun Fairy, what are you talking about? The four of us are half of the Kongtong faction, what's wrong?" ”

Qian Gaoyi coughed lightly: "Poor Dao also wants to participate." ”

Sun Gaodao sneered and said: "Why should the two senior brothers fight, I will naturally participate in the third junior brother, I think everyone knows that my Sun Gaodao has a good way to make money, and he will definitely choose me to be the head." ”

Li Gaode suddenly became anxious, glared and said: "How can you three be virtuous, as long as I participate, what else will happen to you!"

Which of the four of them can be the head of Kongtong, Youlan doesn't care, she just asks, where are the seven sons of Kongtong?

Zhao Gaozheng said that they were all dead.

So what about the head of the house?

Zhao Gaozheng said: It's also dead, oh, no, it's feathering.

"So, who is in charge of the overall situation of the Kongtong faction now?" asked Yulan.

"Of course, it's the old immortal Zun Gangfeng Dao person. Zhao Gaozheng said.

"......" You Lan's eyes were delicate, and he sweated for the Kongtong faction in his heart, and said in his heart: The thousand-year-old Kongtong, will it be destroyed in the hands of these five people?

In fact, at this time, Zhao Gaozheng was also thinking about whether the thousand-year-old Emei would be destroyed in Youlan's hands, because he also heard that Youlan was going to participate in the election of the head of the Emei faction, and with his understanding of the Emei faction, he thought that Youlan would definitely be able to be elected as the leader.

This girl is in charge, can she be good?

But Youlan didn't think so, after all, Master Jingxian was still there, and the teacher was much more reliable than Gangfeng Dao people. And she is also thinking about it, if she chooses the head, she will let Master Wangshu be the elder of the precepts, haha, leave the troubles to her, I will travel the mountains and rivers, go out to do tasks, and make money for the Emei faction.

I think it's beautiful.

Later, the Songshan faction, the Taishan faction, and the Hengshan faction sent representatives one after another to express their condolences to each other, all of which were miserable. It doesn't have to be detailed.

And the worst of the nine factions is actually Shaolin.

It is said that in the entire Shaolin, there is only one person left who is full of true qi, and it is the sweeping monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Isn't this nonsense?" You Lan scratched his head: "Isn't it a little inappropriate to let this old monk be the head?"

Wu Song said: "There is nothing suitable or inappropriate, as long as Shaolin thinks it is suitable, we don't need to worry about it." The nine major factions are still the nine major factions, and they are still colleagues and brothers. ”

Tang Xiaoyu walked in from the back door and saw Yue Caidan, the little girl ran over with a rattle in her hand, "Sister Caidan, look at my rattle, it is the best rattle in Jiuquan City." ”

You Lan has long said that Yue Caidan is suitable for children, she is timid and careful by nature, gentle and pleasing to children.

Yue Cai lightly praised Tang Xiaoyu's rattle as the best rattle in Hexi, the little guy smiled happily, and asked, "Where is Sister Caiyun?"

"Sister Caiyun has returned to Huashan, and Elder Feng of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has asked her to go back. ”

"Elder Wind?"

"Well, the old swordsman of our Huashan Sect's Hidden Scripture Pavilion has never been born, this time the Huashan Sect suffered a catastrophe, and the head of the sect was sacrificed, so he stood up to preside over the overall situation. ”

"What's the name of the old swordsman?" Yulan asked curiously, interjecting.

"The wind is blowing. Yue Cai said lightly.

"Oh... , the name is good, refined and elegant. Yulan said as he looked in the mirror.

Yue Cai sighed lightly and said: "It's a pity, many masters of the Huashan faction have been sacrificed, and many swordsmanship techniques were originally unique swordsmanship, but now they are all lost." ”

You Lan put down the mirror: "Don't be too pessimistic, on the road of cultivation, different paths lead to the same end, there is nothing to pity, no matter how good the swordsmanship is, it is also created by people." Believe in the wisdom of future people. ”

——

After three days, there was no new news, and the city of Jiuquan was calm again.

The people lived as usual, but the Yihong Courtyard opposite suddenly changed the bustard.

At first glance, it turned out to be Widow Zhang.

The widow was originally a handsome little face, but now she is dressed up in a fancy way, which is not worse than Huang Laobustard.

"Huh?" You Lan said curiously, "Widow Zhang, why did you become an old bustard?"

"I took down the Yihong Courtyard. ”

"Do you have any silver?"

"Yes, Tang Mi gave me a tael of silver. ”

"Oh, I'll go!" You Lan was shocked: "One or two pieces of silver will take down Yihong Courtyard?"

Widow Zhang pinched the house deed, the land deed, and a stack of deed of sale to Youlan and said, "You see, these are all written by Huang Laobustard himself, there will be no mistake, right? ”

The nine-tailed fox is dead, and now he is the little fire god in Qilian Mountain, so whether these transfer documents are true or false, You Lan does not know.

But she doesn't care if it's true or not, anyway, Widow Zhang doesn't take over, and someone else takes over. Holding one side on his back, a pile of stinky dog meat, it has nothing to do with me Youlan.

It's just that in the future, on the street, I will have to quarrel with Widow Zhang.

"Huh, Widow Zhang, are you pregnant?" said Yulan in surprise.

Widow Zhang said angrily: "What's the matter, what's the matter, can't I get pregnant?"

"You immoral thing! Why didn't you die in this Jiuquan battle!"

"I won't die, I won't die, I'm angry with you, I'm angry with you!" Widow Zhang twisted her waist and glared.