Fang Ling'er's head shook like a rattle: "How is it possible! ”

The owner of the light-clothed building said lightly: "I didn't say who he is." ”

Fang Ling'er hid a pair of slender hands in front of her, tangled, blushing, and did not speak.

The owner of the Qingyi Building said: "You don't understand what I mean, I mean, if Qi Tian wants to leave the Qingyi Building, you can't 。。。。。。 ”

Fang Ling'er hurriedly interrupted: "When is he leaving the Qingyi Building?

The light and thin voice of the light-clothed landlord came from the room: "If only you could listen to me finish speaking, then I won't have to be so tired." ”

Fang Ling'er was embarrassed to continue playing with those slender hands.

The owner of the Qingyi Mansion continued: "Judging from the few light rains that suddenly rose on the rivers and lakes now, most of them are coming for Qi Tian, and it is related to his inner demons, so his stay is not something I can control, so I have to tell you in advance that you can't withstand the wind and rain on the rivers and lakes, no matter whether Qi Tian goes or stays, you have to stay in the Qingyi Building." ”

Fang Ling'er asked urgently: "Who is going to target him? Will he be in danger? Can't you send those away in advance? Last time you said that you would come out to save me, but you broke the appointment, can you use the time you owe me to Qi Tian?"

The owner of the light-clothed building said: "I think the owner of the light-clothed building still lets Qi Tian do it, anyway, the people here are all looking towards him now, and it seems that no one cares about me, the landlord." ”

Fang Ling'er said: "The landlord。。。。。。 That was not what I meant. ”

The owner of the light-clothed building said: "Okay, what do you mean, I probably already know, and I will try my best to help him." If he leaves the Qingyi Building, the farthest distance you leave from the Qingyi Building, the poem tablet at the door, as long as you don't cross the poem tablet, you will be safe. ”

Fang Ling'er asked curiously, "Is there any characteristic of that poem tablet, can it protect my safety?"

The owner of the Qingyi Building said: "That poem tablet is a poem tablet left by my master, and it is also a rule, a forbidden stone. ”

Fang Ling'er was even more curious: "Isn't the poem on the poem tablet from a frustrated official from the previous dynasty?

The owner of the light clothes building said: "Hmm。。。。。。 My master has many identities, a court official, a pharmacist, and a poet who wanders in a foreign land. ”

Fang Ling'er said: "Your master is still really a little. Don't miss the right business. ”

The owner of the light-clothed building smiled softly: "You can keep this and leave it to him in person." ”

Fang Ling'er said: "Then I have to keep your master." ”

The owner of the light-clothed building said with some sadness: "If you can, I hope you don't meet my master for the rest of your life." ”

Fang Ling'er said, "Why?"

The owner of the light-clothed building said: "How can there be so many whys in this world, just listen, remember not to cross that stone tablet." ”

Fang Ling'er muttered: "Got it... ”

A few days later, the twelve surnames came to the Qingyi Building, if it weren't for the crowds of various prodigals in front of the Qingyi Building in the early years, so that the people around them would have been used to it, and now it is estimated that it can be a great spectacle, at first the people around them did not care too much about them, after all, there are not a few people who wander in front of the Qingyi Building every day, they are just a little more people.

It wasn't until later, when a blue-topped sedan chair galloped from a distance, and more than 100 people knelt in front of the sedan chair together, that everyone realized that something was wrong.

As soon as the sedan curtain flipped, a flying book shot into the light clothes building and was firmly embedded in the doorpost of the light clothes building.

The little guy in the light clothes building has also seen strong winds and waves, and knows that this group of people is not a good stubble, so he immediately took the flying letter, glanced at the letter, and ran straight to Yanglongtai, because there were four words written on the letter: Evil Qi Tian!

The little guy stumbled all the way to hand the letter to Qi Tian's hand, at this time Fang Ling'er was dressing up in the room and didn't know about the letter, Qi Tian first glanced at the four words on the letter, frowned, and immediately opened it, and before reading a line or two, Qi Tian's expression suddenly changed greatly, and he read vaguely in his mouth: "Twelve brothers, twelve brothers, ah!!"

Qi Tian shattered the letter with one hand, he held his head tightly with both hands, and the scenes of the time in the hand and foot mountain kept replaying in his mind again, the brothers who had raised their glasses and faced each other, all of them came to the battlefield to fight against him, and finally forced him to die with them, which was frantically torturing his divine sense.

Qi Tian screamed, directly smashed through the courtyard wall, jumped into the air, jumped outside the light clothes building, the people in the blue-topped sedan chair, saw Qi Tian jump out of the light clothes building, and a woman's voice came out of the sedan chair: "Go!"

After a group of people stood up and followed the blue-topped sedan chair, they were about to leave, but there were still more than ten people who stayed in place, kneeling on the ground and not getting up.

I only heard a young man bow his head and say in a deep voice: "Yao Touren! My twelve men with the surname are not inferior to anyone in the world in terms of backbone and blood! We are willing to use our flesh and blood to exchange for a man worthy of the teachings of our ancestors and ancestors!"

Yao Jingyan, who was sitting in the blue-topped sedan chair, finally understood that some people in this world pay attention to being different, even if they can see the truth that they can't understand, they won't understand, they don't understand themselves, just like they don't understand them at all, she Yao Jingyan is destined to not be a fellow traveler with them.

Yao Jingyan gently opened the sedan curtain: "Enter the ancestral tomb, and the scenery is buried." ”

More than ten people said in unison: "Xie Yaotouren!"

Yao Jingyan put down the sedan curtain, took the rest of the people, and slowly walked away.

Qi Tian was just about to follow him, and the more than ten people were ready to riot and attack Qi Tian.

These more than ten people, respectively, are from the twelve surnames, the number of martial arts is different, but they are mutually beneficial, making it difficult for people to deal with for a while, Qi Tian has already gone mad at this time because of the chaos of his consciousness, and the martial arts of these more than ten people are very similar to the twelve brothers in the past, Qi Tian seems to have returned to the moment when he had to fight with his brother to the death.

Qi Tian's fists lit up with red flames, and this time he didn't decide to show mercy to his subordinates.

The sound of Qi Tian crashing through the courtyard wall alarmed Fang Ling'er, who was dressing up, and Fang Ling'er, who didn't have time to tie up her hair, rushed out when she rushed out of the dragon platform with her long hair shawl, and when she saw the big hole in the wall, she immediately called the little girl to ask for details, and the little girl told the story one hundred and fifty-one, and Fang Ling'er ran directly to the gate of the Qingyi Building.

By the time Fang Ling'er arrived at the edge of the poem tablet in front of the gatehouse, Qi Tian had already disappeared, leaving only a broken foot corpse and a large area of blood in the ground.

Even if one drop of this blood belonged to Qi Tian, it was enough for Fang Ling'er to worry about her heart.

Fang Ling'er immediately ran towards Feng Prison, but when she ran up to Feng Prison out of breath and stood in the room without a door, no matter how she called the owner of the light clothes, there was no response in that room, as if no one had ever existed in that room.

Fang Ling'er was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and she had no way to ask for help, so she walked to Yanglongtai in despair.

On the way, I happened to meet Yankong, Yankong looked in a very good mood, and took the initiative to say hello to Fang Ling'er, Fang Ling'er had something in her heart, and she was depressed, so she just responded casually.

Yankong didn't take it seriously, and continued to ask: "Female donor, how are you and Qi Enren doing with the bergamot tea I gave you last time?"

Fang Ling'er replied: "Although I have not tasted any taste, he loves it very much, and he must drink it every time." ”

Yan Kong said: "To be loved by Qi Ennex can be regarded as living up to my hard work." The benefactor seems to have something on her mind?"

Fang Ling'er told Yankong about Qitian, and Yankong was shocked when he heard that his benefactor was suffering, and hurriedly said: "Then let's go over and take a look, I don't know how the benefactor is now, whether there is any danger to his life." ”

Fang Ling'er hesitated: "But I can't leave the Qingyi Building, that poem tablet 。。。。。。 ”

Yan Kong said: "Then I will take the first step, and I will come back to tell the girl in a while, there is a bloody battle in front of the gatehouse, and most of the benefactors have been injured." ”

Hearing that Qi Tian might be injured, Fang Ling'er was in a hurry and stopped Yankong, who was about to leave: "Master, wait for me." ”

Fang Ling'er hurriedly ran to get a pen and paper, and ran towards the poem tablet in front of the gatehouse.

In the woods, a blue-topped sedan chair with a group of people rushed to run.

When they reached a valley, Yao Jingyan ordered everyone to stop, she walked out of the blue-topped sedan chair, looked around for a while, and immediately said: "This is it, exactly as described in the letter, everyone goes up the mountain!"

The man beside him asked, "Chief, why don't we go on a few more miles?" I see that the thief is vicious, and most of them have already caught up. ”

Yao Jingyan looked behind her: "It's good to catch up, this is the place where he is buried." ”

Although everyone was puzzled, they could only follow her up the mountain.

Dozens of people were hidden in the valley in the blink of an eye.

In a few moments, there was a thumping sound in the distance, as if some huge beast was pounding on the ground.

I saw a man leaping high and leaping far away, and every time he landed, he would fall into a huge pit on the ground and make a loud noise.

Qi Tian, who had gone mad, looked like a mad demon at this time, and kept shouting in a rough voice: "Twelve! twelve!"

The sound of a cow's roar kept echoing in the valley, and many of the young people in the twelve surnames on the mountain were all scared like chaff, where is this still a wicked person, this is simply a demon, and this demon can successfully chase this place, which means that the remaining dozen people have been killed by him in a blink of an eye, otherwise he would not have come so quickly.

Qi Tian finally landed in the valley, looked around left and right, and obviously found the twelve people with the surname hidden on the mountain, and everyone kept bowing their heads and shouting: Touren!

Obviously, if you run at this time, some people will survive, and if you are any later, I am afraid that all of them will die at the hands of this wicked man.

Qi Tian jumped into a small jungle, swept left and right, and five corpses were thrown out by him.

The disciples of the twelve surnames are used to being pampered in the clan on weekdays, and they don't even see much blood, let alone dead people.

The five corpses instantly frightened more than a dozen young people, and they jumped out of the forest one after another, fleeing in all directions, as if they could run a few more steps and have a little more life.