At the same time, on the high cliff in the center of the island, in front of a large hall with a jade pole and glazed tiles, a man in ink clothes with a ghostly face and a slender figure stood with his hands in his hands. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The ghost face on his face looked rough and hideous, whether it was the thick eyebrows or the bridge of the owl-like nose, the whole mask was smeared with a strange tone, and even the sun was shining on it at the moment.

In front of the ghost-faced man, several "bunker" carts were moving forward. Several masked men were pushing the "bunker" cart towards the unguarded front of the main hall. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the bunker is covered with flies, and the "bunker" part under the flies is actually made of incomplete corpse parts, and as the hub turns, the undried blood drip down the wheels, and the dark red "blood bar" is painted again. On the stone floor in front of the main hall square, there are as many as six or seven pairs of "blood bars" rolled by wheels like this.

At this time, the masked people pushing the cart were all tense, as if they were extremely frightened in front of the empty hall door, if it weren't for the ghost-faced man behind him, he was afraid that he would not immediately abandon the car and retreat, but no one present dared to retreat, because they knew that those who retreated would definitely die, and if they kept moving forward, there would be a glimmer of life.

But they forget that God never shows mercy to any wicked person.

Sure enough, as soon as the wooden cart entered within seven feet of the temple, a cyan fluorescence appeared out of thin air, and then several blue lights were conjured up to kill the offender and the corpse cart, and the person who pushed the cart was buried with him, but the lucky undead kept screaming and wailing on the ground, looking miserable.

But in the face of the screams of his subordinates in front of him, the ghost-faced man still turned a deaf ear, and just mechanically urged: "Go on." ”

Yes, go ahead.

Continue to repeat the previous steps, and continue to order people to come forward and die. The ghost-faced man seems to have no human feelings, and he has no mercy for the lives of his subordinates, and his strict orders are like a life-urging charm attached to everyone's backs.

Of course, the ghost-faced man did this for his purpose, that is, to rely on these corpses to weaken the temple protection array in front of him, he knew that every time the blue light flashed and attacked, the light would fade a little, and now the green light of the temple protection hall that was enough to cut through gold and jade was almost faint to be invisible.

For several days, the "seven-colored brilliance" that protected the surrounding hall had been erased by the ghost-faced man in such a bloody and cruel way of suicide.

At first, the corpses were quickly accumulated in this way, and then the corpses that were broken into several pieces were dragged out and restacked and loaded into trucks after the light array dissipated.

And not far away, there were five eight-sail warships moored on the river, waiting for them. From a distance, the battleship was surrounded by large and small sampans, and a group of three or five people was building a temporary bridge across the river that connected the high cliff slope and the battleship, apparently prepared.

At this time, a masked dead man hurriedly came to report: "My lord, there are unknown people rushing up the cliff under the cliff, and all of them have injured many of their subordinates with high martial arts. ”

The ghost-faced man said nonchalantly, "How many people are there?"

The dead man hesitated: "Four...", I didn't wait for the word to come out, and I didn't see what the ghost-faced man did, but I saw him return to his position in a flash, and said: "Waste, the four of them will also come to report!"

As soon as these words fell, a blood line on the neck of the dead man was gradually revealed, and the head on it rolled to the ground.

The ghost-faced man pointed to his entourage and said calmly: "Throw this person into the 'corpse car', and then go and inform the people in the upper part of the ship to lead five times, no, I will give you ten times the number to intercept them, if there is a mistake, you don't have to come back!"

The attendant shook his face, said "Order!" and hurried down the mountain.

Besides, Mo Zhongqing and his entourage of five hurried to the slope, and when they saw such a battle, they couldn't help but say that they surrounded Qi Yanzhi in the center and rushed all the way up the cliff to fight hard. At first, the resistance was not so fierce, but as the number of opponents increased as they went up, the battle situation gradually became inferior.

Everyone relied on their martial arts, and the masked people who surrounded them were killed by the sword nine times out of ten, but the people who came were still indifferent when they saw their companions falling, stepping on the corpses and slashing each other, although the four of them were still able to resist next to the cliff, but they were as if they were stuck in a deep quagmire.

At this predicament, everyone was silent and worried, and it was not that they did not plan to act again, because Su Yao and Bai Suyi who were present knew that they had just seen the blue light flickering outside the Suxin Hall on the cliff in the distance, and maintaining the formation required a large amount of true qi.

Qi Yanzhi was in the sword array at the moment, but his face did not change, he believed that under the impenetrable protection of his side, this group of masked people was not enough to hurt him.

Everyone also believes that Qi Yanzhi will be able to come up with a way to turn everyone around. And this time he also did not intend to disappoint everyone, I saw him take out a piccolo, take a deep breath, blow a melodious and loud flute, and when the song was nearing the end, suddenly a falcon chirped in the sky, and the white falcon circled in the air several times and flew towards the top of the cliff.

Obviously, that's his way.

On the high cliff, although there is no light in the Suxin Palace, a fresco of a woman carved by a deputy moonstone and a silkcase with a smooth body reflect the whole hall brightly. Since the surprise attack on the Inner Fang six days ago, the owner Zhuo Yuqing, in order to avoid heavy casualties, resolutely led most of the sisters and servant disciples on the island to take refuge here.

And if it weren't for the news from Qi Yanzhi halfway, even if he was drunk, he wouldn't have suddenly appeared, allowing so many people to retreat here unharmed.

Fortunately, the Suxin Hall is large enough, divided into upper, middle and lower floors, and fortunately, there are a few water tanks that are used to avoid fire all year round in the hall, and unfortunately, in the face of so many people, the water in the water tank has been exhausted for three days.

Six days without food is still endurable for those who practice martial arts, but if you don't drink water, let alone six days, even three days, you can't stand it.

But among the crowd, only the drunk guy had a ruddy complexion and a smooth breath, and there was no sign of dehydration. For he never left the wine, and whenever he went to a place where there was wine, he always picked the heaviest vessel and filled it. No, the half-large wine vat in the center of the hall is the "old flower carving" he brought from the Tianxin Boat this time.

But strangely enough, although the vat was large, he had not been able to drink all of his drunken drunkenness for six days.

What's even more strange is that not only did he not drink it all, but also splashed the wine around from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally, which is tantamount to a tyrannical thing for the instant drunk who cherishes wine like gold. And not only did he not feel extravagant, but he still intensified his efforts to pour three sips of wine with a wooden spoon, but he deliberately spilled the wine all over the floor, and the corners of the clothes of a disciple in the inner fang were also stained a lot.

If in the past, let alone this Suxin Palace, even if it was anywhere on the island, there would not be half a point of alcohol, and the disciples would not be able to avoid it, but now although they are faintly resisting in their hearts, they have no strength to move half a step away from the lack of food and water for several days.

Zhu Jianqiu, who was in charge of the needle on the side, how could he allow him to be so nonsense?

'Brush' pulled out the long sword in his hand and pointed at it with a disgusted face: "Enough! This is the Suxin Palace, the important place of the Book Pavilion, you can drink here, and you have to make this place wet and dry, is it a deliberate intention to destroy all the books!?"

Immediately drunken turned his head and said with a drunken smile: "Calm down, calm down...... You big girl has deep skills and doesn't drink it, but look at these little beauties who are like flowers and jade, all of them have dry mouths and cleft lips, and they have to abide by what rules and precepts, believe it or not, they will burp in two days. So this hero deliberately spilled some wine, this smell of wine, maybe there will be an enlightened little beauty to drink first to quench your thirst! Hiccup, well, don't worry, if you feel that you can't let go, I'll go out and wait, you drink secretly, this hero will never know. ”

That is, drunk and reclining the wine vat, the tone is hanging. And such a rhetoric with seven points of wine and three points of scoundrel energy has long made Zhu Jianqiu disgusted, and it can be seen that the disciples in the hall have a sick look, and they bite their silver teeth, and respond: "Okay, if any of the sisters feel that they can't bear it, they can go and drink the wine in the jar to quench their thirst!"

Half an hour later, I saw that no one came forward to ask for wine.

Zhangzhen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said, "Look, it's not that I don't allow it, but they don't want to!"

Even if he was drunk, he didn't say anything, just casually filled half a spoonful of wine, shook it three times in front of Zhuo Yuqing, sat on the ground next to him, and said with a smile: "Hehe...... If you want me to say, if the owner of the workshop doesn't take the lead, how can the other disciples dare to be such a bird? I understand the reason, I understand ......."

Saying this, he reached out and put the wooden spoon into Zhuo Yuqing, who was closing his eyes and concentrating. The impression of the palm needle on the side has been extremely bad for him in the past few days, and now seeing him so out of line, he can't help but have a cold face, and an arrow step forward, lifting the sword and stabbing, and said: "Get out, don't hinder the owner from meditating!"

Even if he was drunk, he didn't look back, he stretched out his hand and pointed at random and clamped it, but he clamped the sword tightly, and no matter how hard the palm needle used, he couldn't break free.

Under the anger of the palm needle, Fang Beiyun pulled violently, but the other party suddenly let go of two fingers and quickly flicked on the tip of the sword, and then heard the sudden sound of 'ding', and the long sword had already taken off his hand and flew out of a few feet. The skill of this palm needle is not low, but today he was knocked away by someone in front of everyone, and a palm came out with anger in shame, and when he arrived, he was drunk and gently pressed down by a slender finger.

The palm needle was stunned, and then he found that Zhuo Yuqing, who was next to the drunken person, had slowly opened his eyes, and said lightly: "Dao Chief, please forgive Sister Zhangzhen for being unreasonable, but this wine is still for you to drink." ”

Seeing that she didn't want to pour and no longer forced, she poured all the wine in the wooden spoon into her mouth, and then changed her method to persuade her: "Master Zhuo, let me tell you, you don't believe in the kung fu of this Dao Master, that is really earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, hiccup! But now this Dao Chang is hiding in this hall with a group of you girls and staring dryly." Hey, it's not me who blows, you just need to remove the big array of Nalaoshzi to protect the temple! I am alone! A jar of wine! I can guard the gate of this temple for seven days and eight nights! Let those turtle grandsons come to die. ”

Zhuo Yuqing frowned slightly and said: "Although the hero is a god, he naturally deserves to be the god of the door, and he also kills all the enemies." But if I remove all the formations, what will the other disciples in this hall do? What about those registered disciples who don't know the slightest martial arts? If the hero can save one person, can he take care of them all?"

It's not that he doesn't know this reason, but he is more concerned about someone's safety than everyone's fate, and he can't say it directly to everyone present, so he can only drink with his head down, and the spicy taste is in his throat.

Zhuo Yuqing was quite unhappy when she saw that she was drunk and drunk, and she also had some sadness in her heart, but she couldn't express this emotion publicly, not only because of his name as the owner, but also because of his identity as Princess Xuanzhen. Yi Wei turned his head to the palm needle on the side and said, "Is there still no news from the mining machine?"

Looking at the gloomy look of the palm needle, Zhuo Yuqing sighed lightly, because she knew better than anyone that this seven-colored brilliance could only be operated by herself and the palm needle, and the true qi in the bodies of the two of them was already on the verge of limit, if the rescue soldiers were delayed, most of the people in this hall would probably not be able to survive tonight.

Suddenly, there were several falcon chirps outside the hall, and the cries were very urgent, that is, the drunken expression brightened, and then he lay on the ground and crossed Erlang's legs and pointed at the sky outside the door with a wooden spoon and said to Zhuo Yuqing: "Then, don't blame me for not saying it, this cry shows that Brother Qi is back, and he is in danger, maybe your baby apprentice Bai Suyi, Su Yao, Nayun and others are all there, Zhuo Fang is not saved?"

All the disciples present were stunned when they heard this, and their faces were full of surprise, but Zhuo Yuqing secretly weighed the pros and cons without saying a word, but after thinking about it, there was no way to get the best of both worlds.

After a few breaths, he was drunk and saw that Zhuo Yuqing seemed to be indifferent, and suddenly he was happy, and said softly: "Okay, it's good! Zhuo Fang Master really knows the pros and cons, the disciples in the hall are people, and the people outside the hall are not people! If you don't save it, only me will go." ”

After saying this, I saw him straighten up and walk towards the outside of the hall without hesitation, Zhuo Yuqing saw him like this, and when he saw that he was about to step out of the door, he couldn't help shouting: "Wait!"

Although he was stopped by this voice, he carried Zhuo Yuqing behind his back and did not turn around and said, "What? What else does Master Zhuo have to learn? I don't have time to discuss." ”

Zhuo Yuqing didn't answer, and handed the blue jade in his hand to the palm needle and said: "It takes half a stick of incense to re-close the big array, you wait for the two of us to go out and immediately cast a spell to close the big array, don't wait for us to come back, during my absence, Zhu Jianqiu, you are the temporary owner of Taisu Fang!"

The palm needle was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "No, you have to kill it together!"

All the disciples from the side stood up one after another and echoed: "I wish to live and die with the owner." ”

Faced with this situation, everyone was moved, but when they were drunk, they said with a look of disdain: "A group of hungry women who are so hungry that their chests and buttocks don't even have the strength to speak, are they going to die together? ”

Zhuo Yuqing looked drunk and still insisted: "Needless to say, I have to go, the Taoist chief will come with me, and we will go through the back door." ”

Even if I was drunk, I don't know why Zhuo Yuqing insisted on following, maybe just to be a helper or maybe for other unclear reasons. When Zhuo Yuqing came to the aisle of the apse, he suddenly stopped the drunken queen in front of him, walked into the bookshelf around the corner and gently pushed it on it, and the bookshelf was immediately removed, revealing a secret room several feet in size.

There was nothing in the secret room except for a huge mahogany box, Zhuo Yuqing turned to the drunken and said slowly: "This is what you left back then, I keep it here, and now the enemy is not going to want you to compete with people with a wine vat or a tree stump." ”

The vaguely embodied concern between the lines of this word shocked the drunken heart, and the wine also woke up halfway, and when he got closer, he suddenly lifted the mahogany board that was the size of a coffin, and when the dust flew, he found that the "Juque" that he had thrown into the river in the old time was actually lying in this wooden box.

If you don't remember correctly, this foot wide is the eight-foot-long giant que that was casually thrown into the heart of the river by him in a fit of anger, which shows that Yu Qing spent all his effort to salvage it from the river after he left angrily.

That is, drunk and touching the simple seven-star pattern of the sword body made him feel a lot of emotion for a while, and after a while, he retracted his gaze, changed his usual tone, and looked at Zhuo Yuqing with tenderness like water: "Yu Qing, you ......"

After finishing speaking, Zhuo Yuqing suddenly interrupted his words and said coldly: "Don't say it, everything in the past can't be repeated, it's important to save people." ”

After speaking, he walked out of the door first, and smiled drunk and bitter behind him, he didn't expect each other to get back together, in fact, he just wanted to ask Bai Suyi if she was their daughter, but if you think about it, even if there is no interruption from her, it is estimated that most of the words that come to your mouth will not be able to ask.

Yes, he is drunk and not worthy of this daughter.

But even if it wasn't, even if there was no future with her.

With years of longing, with the lost and recovered giant in his hand, he will do whatever it takes to look like a man!

Thinking of this, the drunken eyes suddenly lit up, as if the drunken one who was in high spirits three years ago and was flying away came back.