When Lin Zhan and Huang Xiaoqiang heard the words "leave immediately", they immediately turned around, and these words came from Yin Bupo's mouth. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info look at it like this, Yin Bupo has recovered a little, but he is still a little weak, it seems that yesterday's is indeed a real antidote.

"Senior Brother Yin, Master has ordered us to stay for a few days to take care of your condition, but how can you say that you will leave immediately?" Lin Zhan asked. Then Lin Zhan hurriedly took a few steps forward, ready to help the weak Yin Bupo.

Yin Bupo shook his hand and said to Lin Zhan, "I have recovered a lot, so I won't get in the way." Then he walked to Huang Xiaoqiang and whispered to Huang Xiaoqiang. "Senior brother, I was hit by the hidden weapon of the Tianshan Sect yesterday, the distance is so close, the hidden weapon did not hit the vital point, although it is poisoned, I feel that the poison of this hidden weapon is not strong. It seems that the people of the Tianshan Sect are just small-minded and want to use this secret weapon to win, but they don't want to hurt my life. Thinking of the changes between Jia Yi and Li Feng, I have a bold guess that there is another force that is setting up a big game, and one of the purposes of this game is to greatly damage the vitality of the Huashan faction. After this there is a big conspiracy, we don't know yet. They are in the light, we are in the dark, if we follow the master and them together, it is safe to break up and return to Huashan halfway. ”

When Huang Xiaoqiang heard this, Yin Bupo did have his reason. I thought to myself, "Although Master feels sorry for his disciple, for himself, the responsibility is heavier than everything. Now that Senior Brother Yin has recovered almost, if we follow the master, there are two peerless masters here, and I don't think those thieves will dare to come. And it is indeed difficult for me to protect so many junior disciples. For the sake of the lives and safety of countless junior disciples, let's keep up with the footsteps of the master. ”

Huang Xiaoqiang thought of the key, nodded to Yin Bupo, and instructed all the juniors, "Leave immediately." "Fellow disciples, I didn't bring anything with me, so I naturally moved quickly. Huang Xiaoqiang thought of Nangong Yunmeng, Ximen Qing, and Ximen Xue, although he wanted to stay in Xiangyang for a while, or even be here for the rest of his life. But then he thought of the word responsibility, and he could only give up this idea. Only a simple letter was left, and it was written in the letter, "Miss Nangong, I'm leaving." I'll miss you. ”

In less than a cup of tea, all the staff are ready. Huang Xiaoqiang then led the disciples to bid farewell to Nangong Xuan, mentioning that the disciples wanted to follow the head of the family to the capital, and borrowed a lot of fast horses from the Nangong family, and then all the disciples of Huashan left Xiangyang City and left this place of crisis.

Nangong Mansion, in Nangong Yunmeng Room.

"He was in such a hurry that he certainly didn't have time to go to Simon's house to say goodbye, but he left a letter to me, it seems。。。。。 After Nangong Yun dreamed of it, his cheeks were crimson and he smiled contentedly.

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Somewhere in Xiangyang, the two were talking.

"Did the Huashan disciples know that we were going to take the opportunity to deal with them?"

"I don't think so, they are just guessing that they are staying, without Ling Wenlong's protection, their lives are not guaranteed. ”

"Our identities haven't been revealed. ”

"He's very clever and well hidden. ”

"That's good, let him keep an eye on it, find an opportunity, and get rid of Ling Wenlong and that bull-nosed old man together. ”

"Yes. ”

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Huang Xiaoqiang and the others came out of Xiangyang not long after Ling Wenlong and the others, and naturally met quickly on the road. Ling Wenlong was naturally very relieved to see that all the disciples had arrived. Ling Wenlong hurriedly stepped forward to help Yin Bupo diagnose, Ling Wenlong felt that Yin Bupo's body was still very weak, and he couldn't help but feel distressed, but he knew Yin Bupo's purpose. sighed, patted Yin Bupo's shoulder, and said softly, "No, you are mature, you will definitely be able to take charge of yourself in the future." ”

Yin Bupo was a little confused by Ling Wenlong's words, but thinking about it, he felt that this must be Ling Wenlong praising him, so his heart was also beautiful.

Along the way, the disciples of the Huashan faction discovered that the people who sent the sword were not only Wudang and Huashan Sect, but also Zhao Wouji, the assassin of Xiangyang. There were a large number of people in the group, the types and speeds of the horses were different, and everyone was also worried about Yin Bubo's injury, so they deliberately slowed down, so they only walked more than 400 miles a day and rested in the field. As soon as Ling Wenlong rested, he immediately found Yin Bupo and checked his injuries.

In this way, after a few days, Yin Bu's tetanus condition was healed. Moreover, in the past few days, Huang Xiaoqiang also told Ling Wenlong about his black jade intermittent ointment given by Nangong Yunmeng. Ling Wenlong was very happy in his heart, and sighed that God blesses Huashan. After a few days of worry, everyone parted ways in a nameless wood. Huang Xiaoqiang and his entourage estimated that they would be able to reach Huashan in about six days, and this was the morning after they separated from the Wudang faction. Before dawn, the Huashan disciples were still asleep dimly, and Huang Xiaoqiang was still practicing the "Taixuan Sutra" in reality and fantasy at the same time.

"Where did the sound of horses' hooves come from? Huang Xiaoqiang said in his heart. Huang Xiaoqiang immediately opened his eyes, held the unsheathed Tiangang Sword in his left hand, and practiced in the rivers and lakes for a while, Huang Xiaoqiang became more and more sensitive to unknown voices. After a while, the sound of horses' hooves got closer and closer, and the other disciples of Huashan felt it and woke up one after another, and some disciples had even drawn their swords and were ready to meet the enemy.

Gradually, the sound of horses' hooves came to my ears, "They looked like there were about thirty or forty of them." Huang Xiaoqiang said to the junior disciples in Huashan, and some of the younger disciples sighed when they heard it, "Fortunately, there are many of us." I only heard Huang Xiaoqiang continue, "Martial arts are not weak. These disciples instantly felt slapped in the face and were very embarrassed.

The sound of horses' hooves stopped, and these thirty or forty people stopped in front of Huang Xiaoqiang's group.

Huang Xiaoqiang looked at it and said angrily, "Hmph, it's you." ”

The first one laughed and returned, "Young man, we meet again." ”

When Huang Xiaoqiang heard this, he was a little panicked, and said in his heart, "It's him again, is it possible that our Huashan disciples are going to die here today?"

That's right, the person who led this is the purple scarf master who beat Huang Xiaoqiang last time in the suburbs of Xiangyang, and this group of people is the killer of Honghualou. Among these thirty or forty people, there were two purple scarves, eight blue scarves, and the rest were all green scarves. The reason why Huang Xiaoqiang was panicked was because the last time he was in Xiangyang, he was hung and beaten by the person with a purple scarf. Huang Xiaoqiang knew that there was a purple scarf master in Honghualou, and their disciples in Huashan were quite difficult to deal with, and now there was another one. There are other blue-collar scarf masters, so Huang Xiaoqiang is a little desperate.

But how could Huang Xiaoqiang admit defeat and thought, "Leave it to death and live later, I have the exercises in the third chapter of the Taixuan Sutra, it's a big deal for them to fight, how can I not sit still." Thinking of this, Huang Xiaoqiang felt a lot relieved. He replied, "Yes, we met again, why did you get a task to deal with me again." ”

"Haha, there was a peerless master behind you that day, allowing you to live a few more days, and now you are not so lucky. The Purple Scarf Man replied.

"Peerless master?" Huang Xiaoqiang was a little strange when this person said it. After all, the last duel he had with this person on the outskirts of Xiangyang was a complete failure, and he never understood why he was able to survive from this person. When I heard the words peerless master, I felt that I couldn't find any other reason besides this reason. Returned, "Yes, I have always been protected by a peerless master behind me, and he is nearby now, are you really not afraid?"

"Hahaha, young man, it's really interesting for you to speak, you don't have the protection of a peerless master at all at this time. Even if there is, I still have my brother here, so it's true. Besides, the two of us brothers are together, even if Ling Wenlong and Qingxu Niubi are here, we are not afraid. The purple scarf man's voice was flat, as if he had long wanted to fight Ling Wenlong.

"Hmph, it's a big talk. If you are not afraid of our master and the Qingxu Dao Master, then why didn't you come to us a few days ago?" said one of the hot-blooded disciples.

"Be careful. Huang Xiaoqiang shouted loudly, and then pulled out the Tiangang sword, preparing to shoot down the flying hidden weapon. Hearing a sound, this disciple was instantly pierced through the center of his eyebrows by a thin needle. The other disciples who had a good relationship immediately went up to help each other, crying, "He's dead!"

Huang Xiaoqiang sighed, "So fast!" This needle was used by another person with a purple scarf, Huang Xiaoqiang didn't see his method of playing the hidden weapon at all, but he saw his hand raised and put down, thinking that he must be going to make it difficult for such a hot-blooded disciple, I wanted to remind him, and then shoot it down with his sword, but the speed of this hidden weapon was too fast, and Huang Xiaoqiang couldn't stop it.

This disciple didn't bat an eye, Huang Xiaoqiang squatted beside him, sighed, and said in his heart, "Senior brother, go slowly, senior brother will come to accompany you later." ”

In Huang Xiaoqiang's opinion, he can only perform the highest technique of the third chapter of the "Taixuan Sutra" to repel these killers and protect the remaining junior disciples, and after performing it, he will die here.

(Huang Xiaoqiang's life hangs by a thread, where will the disciples of Huashan go, please see the next chapter)