In between breaths, this invisible mountain will crush me into powder! I instinctively pushed Yan Ruolin down and protected her - her skills are deeper than mine, I will die left and right, she may be able to live.

The rest has no time to think.

"Stop!" a cleared voice shouted from the end of the trail above.

"Burst!"

The mountain hovered half a foot above my Heavenly Spirit Cover, and then slowly rose.

A flawless hand rested at the bottom of the mountain, a strange dragon tattoo on the arm with the sleeve exposed, and the dragon's eye stared at me like a living thing. The hand that held the mountain trembled violently, and the mountain sank again, covering us again in darkness.

Another hand was at the bottom of the mountain, and a dragon tattoo was tattooed on his arm.

I was suffocated by the colossal qi of the dragon tattooed man—but my mind was stretched to the limit, and I could touch the precipices of qi.

The mountain stopped for a breath, and Yan Ruolin's qi and I burst out at the same time, and six hands were placed at the bottom of the mountain.

No, it's eight hands.

Nangong Panshi also held on to the bottom of the mountain.

"Ahh

The four of us drank together. The mountain was thrown three feet out of thin air, revealing a ray of light in front of it.

The five of us suddenly swept up the trail at the speed of bullets, at the foot of Fengqi Pavilion. On the attic stairs stood a young girl in a green shirt, looking at us with satisfaction.

"One concentric, is it profitable?"

I heard Mr. May's admiration.

The eighth mountain did not fall with a bang, but floated in the air, and the other seven mountains showed their true faces—eight swirling and brilliant seals.

("This is the eight Buzhou Mountain Seals that Mr. Mei intercepted and sacrificed eight small spirit mountains.") ”）

The divine thoughts of the girl in Tsing Yi were passed on to me.

Then she bowed deeply to the three people in the grass house, and turned to us solemnly,

"The master of my sect's demon courtyard, urge the Kunlun disciples to go to meet the Sword Sect Lin Zhenren quickly, don't stay any longer!"

――I know that she is saying to us on the surface, but in fact, she is secretly warning the three friends of Shushan not to entangle with us again.

Mr. Mei smiled faintly, and the eight golden seals disappeared into shape, and flew to the city lord's mansion to guard them in all directions. The others still turned to the grass to watch the chess, as if nothing had happened.

"Senior Sister Pianpian, why did you come to Yelang City too?!"

The girl in red couldn't help but look happy, hugged the girl in the green shirt and kissed her face. Suddenly she frowned and scolded me,

"Little thief, don't die for me in the future - then I won't be able to understand my thoughts, and I will leave my heart with demons. ”

I pretended I didn't hear it—wasn't it a joke?

"Thank you. Then, the girl in red chased after me.

"The former junior brother is always so enthusiastic and righteous, and it is too much for you to train him like this. ”

Shangguan Pianpian took Yan Ruolin's hand and agreed to us. When I looked at Nangong Panshi, she was about to call out her name, and I was busy making a look, and she immediately made a string of words with us.

The girl in Tsing Yi led us to the cabinet and said,

"Soon after Lingyamen parted, my father went out. I felt that I didn't have enough experience, so I returned the city lord to my father and applied to be under the jurisdiction of this sect to hone under the Demon Academy. In autumn, the demon tide approached the imperial capital, and in August, there was another demon rebellion in southern Xinjiang. I counted your trial time, and the itinerary should be close to Yelang City, so I chose this place, and came here with the master of the Yan Academy of this sect and the other twenty teachers and friends to quell the chaos, and sure enough, I met with you!"

"We're really connected. ”

I admire.

Senior Sister Pianpian has a faint more heroic spirit in my feelings, as if the frost is still beautiful, and the snow is clearer. I don't know how many lives and deaths she has experienced in the past few days to slay demons and eliminate demons with the Dragon and Tiger Sect's Demon Courtyard?

My eyes glanced at the maid who was following us—the man who had saved us was a beautiful lady! The dragon tattoos on her arms had been completely hidden, and her arms were completely jade. The woman's gait is smoky and flattering, and it is really called a ripe stunner that makes a pavilion spring.

- It's just that the more I look at it, the more I wonder.

"Sister, can you look up and let me see, I think you are very much like a friend of mine. I asked her in a whisper.

She smiled and looked me squarely, the woman's eyes as blue as jewels.

("Hey, hey, Jizo Lion, you judge!Isn't this a Gongsun tattooed dragon with heavy makeup!He has a little white face, why is he a real mother now!")

("She does exude a nostalgic anger that Long Shao misses.) This, I really can't say this. Hehe. This young lady ...... In fact, it is similar to Long Shao's dead mother, which is the beautiful orchid that the prince and grandson of Qi exchanged for a city. ”）

The Jizo lion laughed evilly.

Mei Jiao-Niang gently rubbed the ears of the Jizo lion, and suddenly the poodle barked in pain.

"Childe's brute is really mouthy. The slave family is a caring person placed by Tongbao Hou for the young lady, a female stream, and I don't know any dragons. Alas, is the Long Shao that Childe said also a handsome man? We are domestic slaves, and marriage is the will of the master, and we can't meet such a wonderful person. ”

Her last few words of grief simply made the most stupid man in the world feel sad.

Bastard! When will Gongsun Wenlong's voice become like a woman!

I know that he has a clear voice, and he has competed in the Imperial Capital Singers, but he has not reached the tip of the woman's Cheng dù - certainly, definitely, it is he who has changed his voice muscles, and this is definitely something that he, a martial saint of the upper echelons of Jindan, can do.

- He, why, why...... I know that he is a pervert, but why would he be perverted to give up the dignity of the princes, disguise himself as a woman, and follow behind Shangguan Pian Pian - this guy is not a woman at all, if Pian Pian is not Shangguan Tianquan's daughter, Gongsun Wenlong will be killed.

Shangguan Tianquan?

I shuddered, didn't Gongsun Wenlong Mo dare to hold Pian Pian hostage a few months ago and provoke Shangguan Tianquan?

"This is my father's maid who sent me after he left the customs, and she has a bit of strength, so she was sent to guard me. Not among the twenty people who came here from my sect's demon courtyard. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi walked to the second floor of the pavilion and suddenly explained to me.

Nangong Panshi looked back, and said solemnly to the beautiful Jiao-Niang who was clearly a young dragon,

"I see. ”

"You know, that's for the best. ”

I saw the human-animal harmless smile of the Gongsun dragon emblem fleeting at the corner of her mouth.

It turned out that Long Shao left that time, did not go far, and was caught by Shangguan Tianquan, who was out of the customs. I don't know what means Shangguan Tianquan used to force Long Shao to honestly dress up as a woman to protect Pianpiao's safety?

The girl in Tsing Yi called softly to Zhu Hu, "Lin Zhenren, Yan Courtyard Master, Kunlun's disciples have brought it." ”

"Please. ”

We entered the second floor of the pavilion, and a red-haired man with a sword box on his back sat on a futon, holding a glass box in his arms.

In the glass box was a human head, the head of a handsome man

Looking at the glass box, Yan Ruolin's face couldn't help but blush.

"So handsome!" she praised.

(Phew, men don't eat with their faces either.) I scolded. ）

"This is the body of Brother Jiang Yelang, the ancestor of this sect, who was originally displayed at the gate of the city for ten days - within ten days, I destroyed the eighteen great formations of the former enemy, and Lin Zhenren allowed me to take it back. ”

The red-haired man said quietly, his face waveless.

Shangguan Pian pianpian kowtowed to the head, "The dead are big, and the rest is small." Let the younger disciples worship their predecessors. ”

We kowtowed with her, and Gongsun Wenlong's legs bent reluctantly.

Yan Caixia carefully put the head in her sleeve and said to us,

"Fang Cai Lin Zhenren was waiting for the monarchs in the pavilion, and suddenly received an urgent report, his Yuan Shen had escaped out of the city to kill the enemy. There is only us here, and all the gentlemen are Kunlun people, and they are in the same breath as me. I know everything, if you have any questions, just ask. ”