Chapter 42 The Eight Troubled Cultivators

A touch of turquoise lay on the ground, and several spirit swords pierced through his back.

No one cared about killing the witch anymore, and everyone stopped what they were doing, their eyes widening.

Eerie stillness, terrifying......

Luo Yuan came here wearing a green dress. And that dress is already red at this moment. The bubbling blood was still gushing out, scrambling to seep out a sea of flowers from the greenery. And although this flower is delicate, it is no longer interesting......

Several people stood behind her with swords in hand, stunned. The spirit sword, which has been wielding a tiger since he was a child, seems to weigh more than a thousand catties at this moment, and he can barely grasp it, and he doesn't know how to put it away for a while.

They were invited to come, but they killed the wife of the head of the Qian family!

It wasn't until they couldn't control the trembling right hand, and saw that the spirit sword was about to cut a longer gap on her body, that a few people were ruthless, withdrew the long sword, and brought out strings of flying blood flowers to splash around, and together with the lost long sword, there was a sound on the ground.

"Ah, sister?" Ji Wushuang sat in front of the green figure in a daze, still maintaining the posture of being pushed away, and did not react at all.

"Ah Kite?" Qian Duo was also dumbfounded. After a while, a more poignant cry burst out, and he jumped to Luo Yuan's side and trembled to help her up.

The cold touch instantly spread throughout his body, causing him to shudder. Heyu, who has lived for decades, has been like spring all year round, but it seems to have winter all of a sudden.

Her breathing had stopped, but the sticky blood in her mouth couldn't stop, staining his hands and bodies. His heart hurt so much that he couldn't help himself, and he didn't have time to take care of any image and temperament, so he held her tightly in his arms and cried like a child: "Why? Why......? Why?" he had arranged everything, had planned it well, but why did she come out? Why did this happen?

"Didn't you want you to take a good look at Madame?" turned to glare at the two maidservants who had hurried over and were stunned on the spot, their eyes full of murder, "Rubbish!" dazed, sad, shocked, angry...... I don't know how many emotions there are, and I don't know what kind of emotions they are, all mixed with flashes in his face.

Holding her arm and tightening it again, he suddenly wanted to do it, wanted to slaughter, wanted to sacrifice her with everyone's blood, as if only killing could relieve the hatred in his heart.

After a while, he still hung his head weakly, and he was really reluctant to let go of her now.

I don't know how long it took, but someone finally broke the dead silence: "Master Qian, mourning...... It's me, the mistake of the Songshan disciples, I, Songshan will ......" but I couldn't say it anymore.

It was a middle-aged man who spoke, and it was where Ji Wushuang was knocked down where their Songshan Zhenguan protégé was, and the sword behind Luo Yuan when he pushed away Ji Wushuang was the three proud protégés he brought. Although the original intention was not like this, but after all, he was killed by mistake, and he, as the head of the family, must come out to give an explanation, but if he wants him to say that he will pay for killing and punish his protégé, he can't say it. Stumbling and stumbling, I couldn't figure out what to do.

Qian Duo didn't seem to hear it, and only hugged Luo Yuan and cried uncontrollably.

The old man who seemed to have an enmity with Ni Xiu said: "Master Bai, this is not true. Although it was a mistakenly killing, you can't be blamed entirely, the sword on the battlefield has no eyes, and the bottom line is that the witch is too cunning. If it weren't for her, it wouldn't be like this. The head of the Qian family also almost fell into her way, and almost died under our sword. ”

This person is right, Qian Duo's moment of horror is obvious to all. Ni Xiu first provoked everyone to red eyes, and then took advantage of the fact that everyone was eager to kill her, leading everyone to Qian Duo and deliberately revealing flaws. Everyone stared at her, not paying attention to the surrounding situation, she hugged Ji Dan again, and blocked Qian Duo in front of her with the bodies of the two of them. Qian Duo was unaware of her plan and was unprepared, and if he wanted to block her attack, he would definitely not be able to dodge the several long swords that followed. Fortunately, at a critical moment, the black-clothed protégé next to him stepped in to stop the tragedy.

The head of the Bai family of Songshan Zhenguan still had a sad face, but when he heard the words, his heart was relieved. In his opinion, this matter is obviously a disaster for his Songshan Zhenguan. If it weren't for Luo Yuan's ignorance and sacrificing his life to save him, it would have been a good talk for them to be able to take down the devil in Songshan, how could they become a sinner who killed Mrs. Qian by mistake?

He is naturally not easy to say these words, not to mention that Qian Duo is sad and heartbroken, if he says it seems unkind, he is afraid of being spurned by the villain, just the Qian family, he can't afford to offend. Now that someone was speaking to help, he couldn't help but glance at the head of the family who spoke gratefully.

Qian Duo still didn't react. At this moment, his mind was blank, and he didn't know who to blame. Do you complain about Ni Xiu? Do you complain about Ji Dan who was saved by Luo Yuan? Or do you blame that person? Or should you hate himself who is incompetent and self-righteous?

Ni Xiu is bitter. Under the unintentional suggestion of the old master, many people gathered their eyes on her again, ready to move. Since her peculiar identity was exposed, all the bad things in the world are not what she did and "inevitable" to be done by her, and those related to her are all her responsibility. Whether it's true or not, she is always the most suitable one.

Seeing that she was about to make a move again, she hurriedly grabbed Ji Wushuang, who had no will to survive, and ran, broke the barrier, and quickly swept towards the previous inn.

On the way back, it suddenly rained, and when they arrived at the inn, they were both soaked, but neither of them went to bathe first, and they both sat at the square table, silent.

The climate in the Heyu area is mild, and even the precipitation is unchanged for thousands of years. The literati love to linger here, leaving a lot of words and sentences here, comparing Heyu to a gentle and graceful intellectual woman, and comparing Heyu's subtlety to a woman's sentimental tears of the world.

Sitting in the unique ancient wooden building of Heyu and listening to the drizzle is recognized by everyone as the most elegant and comfortable thing. Ni Xiu came to Heyu here, and he also looked forward to experiencing such a praising taste, but he has not been able to meet the rain. I don't want to, this long-awaited Xiaowei came at such an inopportune time.

Needless to say, Ji Wushuang was silent like a fool from the moment he was pushed away by Luo Yuan, except for the fluttering "sister" at the beginning, not even a single tear flowed, as if he had not yet eased up; Ni Xiu was also depressed, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, and the rain outside the window was like a hammer, making her lose her strength. She and Luo Yuan are only a few faces, and they don't have much intersection, but that is Ji Wushuang's sister, although she has no clue about everything, there is no doubt about one thing - Ji Wushuang saved her.

And she indirectly tired the few people he has left with deep feelings.