Hearing Ling Qiyu's question, Gongyu Sarong couldn't help but smile coldly at him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing his expression, Ling Qiyu knew that he had guessed correctly, and at the same time, he couldn't help but blame himself for being careless, forgetting that their master and apprentice had practiced the wedding dress technique, and they could sense each other, and naturally they could easily find Gongyu Sarong's position at the moment.

The reason why Gongyu Sarong issued a warning must be because he knew that Shui Xinying and the others would be in danger, and the person who could hurt them would never be the Gong Yan with low martial arts, that is, Duxiaoqiong!

Thinking of this, Ling Qiyu walked in front of Gongyu Sarong and took out his hand to untie the acupoints on his body, "Thank you for the reminder, so that they avoided colliding head-on with Duxiao Qiong." ”

"I didn't want to save them, I just didn't want Master to delay the time by killing them, and let your parting arrow take the opportunity to escape!" Gong Yu looked at Ling Qiyu with a hostile expression, and then changed his tone to a mocking tone, "You should be able to take off your mask at this time, right?

Ling Qiyu actually raised his hand and took off the mask on his face, put it in his arms, and said with a solemn expression: "Since the sect leader of the Chiyang Sect is here, I should indeed welcome it well, no matter how big the grudge between us is, at least the minimum etiquette must be said." ”

Hearing him say this, Gongyu Sarong couldn't help but be curious, remembering the master's explanation to him in the military tent when he was leaving, and the strange look on his face at that time, it really didn't look like he had any deep hatred for this parting arrow.

"You and your teacher should have never met, how can you have any grudges?"

Ling Qiyu looked at Gongyu Sarong, who should have no idea about the inside story, and suddenly sighed and said, "Do you think that the only use of practicing the wedding dress skill is that it can make you and your brother have a heart-to-heart?"

Gong Yu Sarong frowned when he heard this, and said, "It turns out that you also know the magic skill of the wedding dress! This magic skill is a secret that I teach, where did you learn about it?"

"Divine Skill?!" Ling Qiyu couldn't help but sneer, "Isn't it ridiculous that you call it a divine skill, but you don't know where the god is!"

The magic of this skill lies in the fact that practitioners can sense each other and communicate with each other. Just as now I can sense my master and brother, they have reached the foot of the mountain!" Gong Yusa retorted unconvinced.

"Oh, if that's the case, then why isn't this skill called Lingtong Divine Skill? What is the meaning of the word 'wedding dress'? Have you, the personal disciple of the Chiyang Sect Master, ever seriously thought about it?"

"This-" Gongyu Sarong was suddenly suffocated by the question, and his brows couldn't help but gradually furrow, feeling that Ling Qiyu should know the truth of this wedding dress magic skill better than himself.

"'Wedding dress', as the name suggests, is to marry a person. The two of you brothers have practiced this skill at the same time, and eventually one of you will sacrifice himself to marry the other!"

Gong Yu's face changed suddenly, and he asked in surprise: "What do you say? Sacrifice yourself to marry others? What does this mean?"

Ling Qiyu turned his gaze to the bottom of the mountain, "The Lingshi is about to arrive, you might as well ask him face to face, what kind of 'magical' technique is he that he has taught your brother for so many years in the so-called wedding dress, what kind of 'magical' exercise is enough to make people destroy human nature?!"

Gongyu Sarong had faintly guessed the terrible truth at this moment, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart, and his clenched fists couldn't help but tremble. And when he saw that his master and brother finally appeared in front of him, not only did he not feel the slightest joy, but suddenly felt colder and colder, and he couldn't help but start to tremble all over!

"Sassy!"

Gong Yan, whose real name is Gongyu Sayan, saw his brother standing there in a cold sweat, and he looked completely blind to his master and his brother, and at the same time, his heart also sensed the fear in Gongyu Sarong's heart at this moment.

He hurriedly shouted, flew forward to support Gongyu Sarong's shaking body, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Gongyu Sarong still looked lost and depressed, Gong Yan shook his body vigorously and shouted again: "Sarong!"

Gongyu Sarong was finally awakened by this broken drink.

He first glanced at his brother blankly, then turned his gaze to the master who was standing with a calm face and his hands in his hands, hurriedly got rid of his brother's hand, hurriedly came to the master, bowed down and said, "The disciple has seen the master!"

Du Xiaoqiong glanced at him lightly, his face had softened, and he said gently: "Well, your brother did a good job in this matter, but he just wronged you!

If on weekdays, hearing the master say such rare words of encouragement and concern to himself, Gongyu Sarong would definitely be very excited and happy, but at this time, he couldn't care about these things, and there was only one thing on his mind.

"Master Xie cared for him, and the disciple was not injured. After replying respectfully, he immediately spoke again, "Master, the disciple has a question in his heart, and he has always wanted to invite the master. ”

"Sa Rong—"

Gong Yan on the side had long felt that his reckless brother had a different look, and he was worried that he would say something foolish to anger his master, so he couldn't help but want to remind him.

Duxiaoqiong didn't give Gong Yan a chance to continue, and nodded directly to Gongyu Sarong: "You ask." ”

Gongyu Sarong is already iron-hearted at this moment, and he is not afraid of offending his master, where would he care about his brother's hints, "Forgive the disciple for being presumptuous, what I want to ask the master is, where did the name of 'Wedding Dress Divine Skill' come from?" and-"

"Sarong!" Gong Yan, who had already realized that the situation was not good, couldn't help but speak up again, trying to stop his brother from continuing to ask.

Duxiaoqiong still didn't give Gong Yan a chance to continue, waved his hand to him resolutely, and then said to Gongyu Sarong with an expressionless face: "What else, just say all the doubts in your heart, anyway, I was going to explain everything clearly to your two brothers today!"

Hearing what Master said, Gongyu Sarong didn't pay attention to the warning look that his brother handed to him, and for the first time in his life, he looked directly at Master with his eyes and asked, "Disciple, I would like to ask Master, what was the real purpose of you teaching our brothers to practice the wedding dress magic at the same time?"

Du Xiaoqiong nodded and said, "Okay, it seems that you have roughly guessed the truth here, presumably this young man who will make the parting arrow tell you, right?"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Ling Qiyu.

Ling Qiyu stood there with a hint of disdain in his expression, and said, "You have been a master for so many years and deliberately kept them in the dark, and I, an outsider, really can't stand it, so I just told a few words of truth, is there anything wrong with this?"

Du Xiaoqiong shook his head with a smile, "You are indeed telling the truth, naturally there is nothing wrong." It's just that you call yourself an outsider, but the old man doesn't agree with this!"

Ling Qiyu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and asked rhetorically: "It's not an outsider, is it still a relative?!"

"Your surname is Ling, and you will make the parting arrow, I think it should be Ling Qifeng's son. Then between you and me, if you are not relatives, what will it be?"

Duxiaoqiong's words slowly made Gong Yan and Gongyu Sarong stunned, but Ling Qiyu didn't buy his account at all, and snorted coldly, "It's not a relative, it's naturally an enemy!"

"However, your mother is indeed my sister who laughs alone, and you are also my nephew who is connected to my blood!"

Ling Qiyu suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, then stared at Duxiaoqiong fiercely, and said through gritted teeth: "It must be that your Dujiao Master and noble person are so forgetful, and they don't even remember how my mother, your own sister, was killed by your own hands?!"