Yang Mingyang waved his sword and stood, Xiao Yi, who had a similar mind, injected all the fire spiritual power in his body into Yang Mingyang's body, Yang Mingyang immediately felt that the spiritual power in his body was sufficient, as if he had infinite power, but he knew that these spiritual powers were not enough to defeat Zhao Dingwen, and he used the sound transmission technique that he had not comprehended for a long time to quietly let Duanmu Jiyue pass the remaining fire spiritual power in his body into his body through the palm of his hand, at this time, he felt that the fire spiritual power in his body had reached the limit, and it seemed that he was going to break the meridians in his body. Yang Mingyang endured this painful feeling, he knew that if this blow could not defeat Zhao Dingwen, everyone would be in a catastrophe, so he gritted his teeth and transmitted Chen Shou, Chen Shou slapped Yang Mingyang's back, and a burst of powerful fire spiritual power came through his body, his body could no longer bear so much fire spiritual power, countless meridians broke inch by inch, blood seeped out from the skin, Yang Mingyang endured the severe pain, pushed Duanmu Jiyue onto Xiao Yi's back, raised the Chiyan sword, roared, and a fire dragon flew out of the sword and rushed towards Zhao Dingwen.

"Not good!" Zhao Dingwen felt that the power of this fire dragon was extremely powerful, but he didn't have time to dodge, so he had to wave the Yan Lie Fan in his hand to resist, and after a loud bang, Zhao Dingwen's place emitted a burst of dazzling firelight, making everyone present unable to open their eyes. After the fire, there was a meter-deep pit where Zhao Dingwen was standing, he stood in the pit, his right hand holding the fan had turned into nothingness, and the right half of his body had been blurred with flesh and blood, only to see him grit his teeth, his left hand was fast, to stop the blood gushing out, a black ball appeared in his hand, and he threw it forward, with an explosion, a burst of smoke rose, blocking everyone's sight. After everyone hurriedly cast a spell to disperse the smoke, they saw that the big pit where Zhao Dingwen was standing was empty, and then looked at Yang Mingyang, who had fallen to the ground, unconscious.

When Yang Mingyang woke up, he found that he was lying on a soft couch, he slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a lilac curtain, and the top of his head was a tassel, a wisp of wind blew, and the tassels and veils danced with it, enchanting and magnificent. It was clearly a maiden's boudoir, and through the window of the room, he could see that it was early morning, and the sun was rising outside, and the birds were singing and the flowers were singing, and the stream was murmuring. He put his hands on the soft couch and was about to sit up, but he felt an abnormal pain in his body, and he couldn't help but moan lowly. Hearing movement in the house, a green-clothed girl immediately walked in from outside the house, and said happily, "Young Master, you're awake!" and then walked over quickly to support Yang Mingyang. Yang Mingyang took a closer look, this girl was Murong Wan'er. Murong Wan'er helped Yang Mingyang sit down, and then picked up a pillow and leaned on his back. Then he said happily: "Young master, you have been in a coma for ten days, Aunt Xue Yao said that you would wake up in two days, but I didn't expect this to be the case." ”

"Ah, I've been in a coma for ten days, what about Zhao Dingwen? Yang Mingyang asked strangely.

"Your fire dragon is very powerful, it directly blasted Zhao Dingwen's right arm to the ground, this villain escaped with injuries, as soon as he ran, his men died, escaped, and some surrendered. Uncle Chen Shou has retaken charge of our Shoushan faction, and now you are in the Shoushan faction, young master, in the slave's room. Murong Wan'er's eyebrows fluttered when she talked about this battle.

"Wan'er, don't be a slave young master, you can call me Brother Mingyang!" Yang Mingyang said.

"No, I said that I would like to be a slave and a maid to rescue Uncle Chen Shou and them, the young master not only rescued them, but also led everyone to defeat Zhao Dingwen, let us recapture the Shoushan faction, you are the master of the slave. Murong Wan'er said resolutely.

"I can't think so, Chen Sanyuan and they have been chasing me for more than a month, and I got rid of these guys to take revenge. I was also born in a poor family, how can I be a young master, and what kind of slave and maid will I accept!" Yang Mingyang said helplessly.

"My dad has taught me since I was a child, people have to talk about it, what I say, you want me to take it back, how can I see people!" Murong Wan'er said and cried.

"I said you stinky sheep, you did bad things as soon as you woke up, and you made Wan'er cry like this!" Duanmu Jiyue walked in, counting Yang Mingyang with "righteous words". Then she smiled at Murong Wan'er again: "Sister Wan'er, what happened to you with this stinky sheep, you can't see anyone, tell my sister, my sister will help you get angry!" Yang Mingyang saw Duanmu Jiyue coming in and asked, "Little Pepper, how is your injury?" was called a little pepper by Yang Mingyang, Duanmu Jiyue protested many times, but Yang Mingyang was still the same, and Duanmu Jiyue had no choice but to acquiesce. The interface said: "Of course, this girl's body is fine, but there are some guys who lie down for ten days." Yang Mingyang smiled: "Yes, you have thick skin and thick flesh that can withstand blows!"

"Of course, this girl ......" Duanmu Jiyue just said halfway proudly, and suddenly reacted: "You are only thick-skinned and thick-skinned?" Murong Wan'er smiled on the side: "Sister Duanmu, the young master didn't wake up, you came here several times a day, and you were more anxious than anyone else, why did the young master wake up now that the two of you quarreled!" Duanmu Jiyue pouted: "Who is in a hurry, I see if this stinky sheep is dead, I am waiting for the roast mutton." There was a little girl who cried several times!"

In the three days that Yang Mingyang woke up, he stayed in Murong Wan'er's room, using self-healing techniques to connect the meridians for himself to recover from his injuries, and sometimes quarreled with the two girls, and his life was leisurely. Chen Shou and Murong Bei, as well as a female cultivator named Lu Xueyao in his thirties and a middle-aged male cultivator named Liu Zhenchuan, came several times to care about Yang Mingyang's recovery from his injuries.

Three days later, Yang Mingyang's injuries were generally recovered, and he was able to go out and walk around, and under the leadership of Ruimu Jiyue and Murong Wan'er, he watched the scenery in the valley.

At this time, in a room of the Shoushan Sect, four monks in the middle stage of Qi refining were having a discussion. Chen Shou touched his long white beard and coughed lightly: "The change in the Shoushan faction this time has touched me deeply. A few of us have worked hard for many years to run such a small faction, and everyone is warm together, and the road is not bad. But we don't have a foundation or backing, and we can't afford to be coveted by outsiders! To be honest, I'm a little disheartened right now. ”

"Brother Chen Shou, don't be relieved, hasn't the disaster passed? Experiencing these things at the same time, you can also see that most of the brothers in the sect can stand the test. Lu Xueyao, a five-fold beauty woman refining qi, said immediately. Liu Zhenchuan was a thin and tall male cultivator, and now he was refining qi fourfold, and he continued: "Brother Chen Shou, as long as everyone is united and believes that the sect will become stronger and stronger, no one will be able to bully us at will at will. ”

"Brother Chen Shou said this, do you have any ideas?" North Murong Road. Chen Shou said solemnly: "Everyone, I think so, if we can have a relationship with some major sect or a well-known loose cultivator, others will have to tiptoe if they want to move. ”

"But how can you get in touch with the Damen Sect and the well-known Sanxiu?" Liu Zhenchuan was a little puzzled.

"We are two young talents in the valley! You see that this little brother Yang is a monk of Fengyunmen, kind, chivalrous, and calm, can think of ways, and has leadership skills. And Duanmu girl, you see that her magic weapons are not ordinary, and she doesn't want the storage bag of the monk she killed, which means that she is not bad for this bit of property, you think about it, Duanmu has a relatively small surname, isn't it obvious that the person behind Duanmu girl?" Chen Shou said meaningfully.

"Duanmu!oh, you're talking about the ...... in Sanssouci Valley," Lu Xueyao was taken aback.