When Uncle Teng heard the words of the woman in the white dress, he also gasped, pouted and said: "The cave house is in chaos, and there are still people who are guarding, and even their own bedding boards have been dragged away, what are you guarding?"

After saying this, Uncle Teng felt that this person called Qing Yao was a little unreliable, if this happened at night, wouldn't even everyone be dragged away by the monk.

Nanchen frowned and pondered, looked up at the sky, and then asked, "How much do you know about this charm?"

The woman in the white dress was stunned, confirmed that she was asking herself, and then said: "Childe, the little woman has never seen this person, my mother once told me that she is a very beautiful fairy, her name is Qingyao, I have never seen a fairy, that charm is the title I gave her..."

She said a lot of things about Qing Yao, of course, she listened to what her mother said, maybe because of the bleeding wound, the woman in the white dress was a little haggard and pale.

Nanchen heard what she said, glanced at her sideways, wanted to say something, bit his lip without saying a word, turned around and grabbed her injured arm.

The woman in the white dress looked a little panicked, and then she was diluted by the pain a lot, she frowned and bit her lip, without making a sound, but still looked strong.

The pain of the wound seemed to be anesthetized, and it was no longer so painful, and with a "bang", Nanchen tore off a piece of white yarn from the hem of the white dress, bandaged her wound, and then said, "Take us to your accomplices." ”

When the woman in the white dress heard Nanchen's words, her brows furrowed, her mouth pursed and she was about to say something, and then she endured it again, her expression was a little resistant, and she turned around and led them towards the cave.

When they returned to the cave where they came, the corpse on the ground was gone, and no other figure was found, and the woman in the white dress beside her was also looking around in a daze.

"Huh, where have they gone? When I followed you, they were here to spy on those Taoists, why are they gone?" she said confusedly.

Nanchen didn't say anything more, believing that she was telling the truth, the whole cave was silent, Nanchen walked around the cave, and a new large blood stain appeared on the ground, and they were still a step too late.

"It seems that people don't treat you as an accomplice! Let's go! Go directly to Songjian," Nanchen said in a slightly playful tone, and the woman in the white dress pursed her lips and had nothing to say.

When they were about to go to Songjian, a light breeze blew, and a cold shout came from behind them: "Stop for me, treat this place as a place, come if you want, leave if you want." ”

Listening to the voice of the woman behind him, Nanchen's heart was stunned, what a woman's accomplished heart, he didn't even notice it, which surprised Nanchen, who has always been confident.

"Hmph, it's a mess, so bloody, ahhhhhhhh

Nanchen turned around slowly, and the back of a white dress was again, she was pacing with broken steps very confidently, and walked towards the collapsed cave with her back to them, Nanchen's eyes narrowed slightly, and her hands were already on her waist.

Uncle Teng also understood who this person was at this time, thinking that this was over, he was directly blocked in the courtyard of the house, he looked a little flustered, with his mouth wide open, waiting for her to go crazy.

"Who are you?" The Qingyao woman turned around and asked in a cold voice, when Nanchen saw her appearance, her slightly narrowed eyes were stunned for a moment, isn't this the goddess who taught him the exercises?

Her attitude surprised Uncle Teng, and he didn't go crazy as he thought, but the murderous aura did not diminish at all, he glanced at Nanchen, and found that Nanchen's eyes were straight, and Uncle Teng collapsed with his hands covering his face.

"I, we are good people," Uncle Teng saw that Nanchen was still in a fool's mouth, and hurriedly responded to people's questions without words, and there was no need to mention the depression in his heart.

The Qingyao woman glanced at Nanchen, her anger instantly increased again, and she said disdainfully: "There are still good people with such demeanors? ”

Uncle Teng looked at Nanchen, don't blame others, he looked like a nymphomaniac, and then shouted at Nanchen: "Hey, what about you!"

Seeing that Nanchen still didn't react, Uncle Teng ran directly into tears, and said with a sad face: "Nanchen, don't look at it, hurry up and apologize to others, the girl is also kind-faced, girl, you listen to my explanation," Uncle Teng hurriedly walked a few steps forward.

He was worried that this Qingyao woman was angry, and it was not easy to cut a with a sword, just when he was a few steps away from the woman, there was a sound of the sword coming out of the sheath behind him, and the sound of this soft sword was too familiar to him.

Before Uncle Teng could figure out what was going on, he was instantly wrapped up in white sleeves, and then he was dizzy, feeling that he was being thrown out, and there was a falling pain on his body.

In an instant, the long sleeves in the cave fluttered, the sword light flew, Nanchen made a move, "choked", and the sound of the soft sword coming out of the sheath, the two of them screamed their swords in the air, and each made their own moves, and started a fight.

Uncle Teng rubbed his waist and slowly got up, and said with a resentful face: "The boat of friendship, if you say that it will be overturned, say hello to me in advance, it will not be too late for you to turn your face again!"

The two people fought indistinguishably, the two soft swords were like two free dragons, accompanied by the harsh friction sound of metal, splashing bursts of sparks, and the two sword heads were entangled together and rotated to the ground.

Qing Yao and Nan Chen looked at each other suspiciously, the two of them shook their swords almost at the same time, the two soft swords separated, Qing Yao opened her mouth and asked, "Who are you? Why did you destroy my cave mansion?"

Nanchen just pursed her lips, Qing Yao saw that he still didn't answer, she beat her spirit, the head of the sword shook and bent to the side, the sword light was fierce, and she went straight to Nanchen's dantian.

Nanchen naturally knew the power of this set of swordsmanship, the four strings vibrated like flowing water in turn, the gossip turned, the body instantly rose and turned, the sword shadow flashed and let out a sharp groan, swaying a scene of sword screen, Nanchen seemed to be sitting on top of the sword shadow, shrouded in Qing Yao's sword light.

This surprised her, what kind of person was he, how could he have such attainments, she was not capable of using this sword technique.

She understood that she was completely defeated, if Nanchen made a move on her, it would be like a stab in the sky, which required the dantian to coil her heart and turn her chest to the gossip map, Qing Yao gave up the battle, stood up and took the initiative to put away the soft sword.

"Do you want to know who I am?" Nanchen asked lightly.

Qing Yao furrowed her brows, she really couldn't figure out what kind of person he was, the immortal god was definitely not, and the ghost spirit was not, it was difficult for her to convince that he was a flesh-and-blood person in front of her.

"Since you don't want to say it, I don't force it, it's enough to know that you and I are from the same sect, I really can't imagine that mortals can achieve this kind of attainment," Qing Yao's tone was both like an answer and a sigh.

"Uncle Teng, be careful! I'll help you," at this time, the woman in the white dress with an injured arm ran over and supported the lame Uncle Teng with one arm.

"Alas, it's still a little girl who has a good heart, and she also says that the girl is a demon, I think the one who flew just now is a demon, thank you girl," Uncle Teng said gratefully.

"Uncle Teng, I'm not called a girl, my name is Xiaobai, what you said is true, Nanchen's kung fu is so powerful, he will definitely be able to defeat the King of the Mountain," Xiaobai said excitedly.

Uncle Teng understood this, and thought about avenging her mother, so he immediately said: "Bai girl, no, Xiaobai, you Uncle Teng and I won't lie, you don't know Uncle Teng yet." ”

"Hmm! Xiao Bai believes Uncle Teng's words," Xiao Bai nodded and said, the Mountain King killed her mother, she can find someone more powerful than the Mountain King, and there is hope for revenge.

Uncle Teng also sympathized with Xiaobai's plight, looked at the smile on her face, and then said: "Xiaobai, don't worry, your mother's revenge will definitely be avenged." ”

"Uncle Teng, what do you promise to others? Don't underestimate other girls, the creation is bigger than you," Nanchen's voice came from behind him.

"It's much better than you, after a while, I watched other girls' lights shine, and people disliked you, and then my eyes were on fire, turning my face faster than turning a book, Nanchen ???" Uncle Teng was halfway through his words, and he reacted, did he beat people away.

Uncle Teng hurriedly turned around and looked, I went, the two of them were behind him, it seemed that they had fought enough, and no one had beaten anyone. Then he said: "It's very exciting, it's fast to fight, it's fast to stop, how do you talk about peace?"

"Yiwu!" said the Qingyao woman with a smile.

"Hey, you two seem to be familiar with each other, this is the legendary love at first sight?" Uncle Teng said with some sarcasm.

"People! I can only say that my eyes are not raw, but I am not familiar with them, and I am very familiar with swordsmanship," Nanchen said with a smile.

Hearing Nanchen's twisting words, Uncle Teng was confused, he was still lame, and he didn't bother to take care of them, and then said to Xiaobai: "Xiaobai, don't be afraid, he is sometimes abnormal, it's normal to not understand, just get used to it." ”

"Uncle Teng, Xiaobai understands, this is called meeting friends with martial arts, not fighting and not knowing each other, it belongs to the style of a martial artist" Xiaobai said mischievously.

Uncle Teng rolled his eyes, glanced at her and said: "What kind of friends with martial arts, don't fight and don't know each other, this is half a catty against eight taels, no one has caught it...

Qi Cong in the Tianjing View received a report, seeing that he was on the way back with his junior brother and his party, when he heard the news, he breathed a long sigh of relief and hurriedly reported to the master.

"What? The corpses of the head of the Gate Mountain View and the Dharma Protector, what the hell is going on?" Zhou Huanzi was a little confused when he heard this.

Qi Cong also couldn't tell why he wanted to do this, and who made him do this! Qi Cong glanced at the Guan Master and said, "Guan Lord, why don't we inform the people of the Menshan Guan? In case of misunderstanding, it will be troublesome." ”

"I've also thought about your thoughts, things will never be so simple, I still understand the principle of seeing the same, how can he make his own decisions about such a major matter?" Zhou Huanzi asked rhetorically.

She felt that this matter was just a fuse, and said to herself: "The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of buildings, and I want the patio to follow in its footsteps, delusional!"