One Hundred and One Shelter from the Rain

The two pairs of men and women have always been decided by the two Su Qingyan and Yang Xiaorong, and He Erwa, who had been silent at this time, suddenly came up with an idea, which immediately attracted the attention of the other three.

"Our woman's family is talking, what are you talking about?" A trace of disgust flashed in Yang Xiaorong's eyes, and Su Qingyan was also alert at this time, and said, "Sister Yang, my senior brother and I should go back to Pingyuan County first." ”

"Snort" a mockery.

Yang Xiaorong's kind eyes suddenly showed a hint of ridicule, and said, "You two are one of you who is cultivating in the early stage of the Ning Yuan Realm, and the other is in the middle stage of the Foundation Building Realm, and you dare to come to the Plains Realm to seek the Heavenly Ring?

Then, the ridicule turned into a sharp order: "Honestly go with us to Tongwan City to enjoy Qingfu, don't toast and don't eat and drink." ”

"Bang".

He Erwa pulled out a splendid spirit sword, and shouted: "Senior sister, run towards Wenchang City, I'll drag them!"

Qin Dang, who had been silent, jumped out, summoned with both hands, and a very heavy iron crutch condensed in his palm, the little mung bean's eyes glared, and there was a condescending arrogance, and Yang Xiaorong looked at Su He and the others with a sneering face, and even the weapon was not sacrificed, obviously not taking the two of them in his eyes at all.

He Erwa's eyelids jumped, and the other party was able to sacrifice an iron cane, indicating that he was at least an eighth-order warrior or a Great Perfection cultivator of the Ning Yuan Realm, and judging from Qin Da's spirit of bowing down to Yang Xiaorong, Yang Xiaorong was obviously a higher level of cultivation.

"Nope. ”

Su Qingyan and He Erwa's childhood sweethearts grew up together, and thousands of peers came to Pingyuan County together, how could they leave He Erwa and go alone, she pulled out the spirit sword with a "sigh", and the two of them were horns for each other, one left and one right posed a two-ritual array.

This move is the starting sword style of Santaizong, called "Yanagi asked", which means to respect the opponent.

"Quack, quack......" Qin Dare let out a strange laugh, and the iron crutch in his palm suddenly flew into the air, and the iron crutch suddenly became as thick as a tree pole, and swept over with a "woo".

Qin Dang was actually a monk, but the monk used a martial arts routine to directly reduce ten meetings with He Erwa and Su Qingyan.

The sword light was as bright as a flower, He Erwa and Su Qingyan's feet were like butterflies piercing flowers, seeing the force unloading, there was a loud "bang", and the two of them staggered a few steps under their feet, but they still blocked this crutch back.

With a "whoop", a round and strong "Chi Ling Shield" took advantage of the unstable foothold of the two of them to strike in the air, and the target of the killing was Su Qingyan, who was Yang Zirong waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack in the rear.

"Senior sister, be careful. He Erwa was in a hurry, raised the sword and stiffened the bar, "bang" There was a loud bang, He Erwa was hit by the huge force on the spirit shield and rolled with blood, the figure in front of him flashed, Yang Zirong stood like a knife, and slashed at He Erwa's chest.

With a "poof", a mouthful of fresh blood burst out in the sun.

"Senior brother?" Su Qingyan exclaimed, the spirit sword in his palm couldn't dodge, and was knocked away by the "bang", Yang Xiaorong swept over like a fly, and restrained Su Qingyan with one palm.

"Kill or not?" Qin Dare little mung bean's eyes showed a sense of excitement, and the iron crutch in his hand pointed directly at the injured He Erwa, who was arrogant and arrogant, as if he was a judge who could judge life and death.

Yang Xiaorong waved her palm and sealed Su Qingyan's whole body, looked at He Erwa, and said, "Keep it, get it to Tongwan City to do a job, and secondly, you can also knock on the old man Su of the Santai Sect for more benefits." ”

She raised her head, smiled proudly at He Erwa, and said, "If you don't want this girl to die, give up the sword and surrender." ”

He Erwa glanced at Su Qingyan, who was sealed, and threw the spirit sword in his hand to the ground with a "bang", and Yang Xiaorong's figure shook and sealed He Erwa with a palm.

"Two young heroes, the old lady only can't talk to the two of you, and you can't use your spiritual power to escape, this is the kind side of the old lady. Yang Xiaorong's face changed, and a murderous aura suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she said: "Go with the old lady obediently, everyone is good, if there is any demon moth on the road, don't blame the old lady for destroying the flowers." ”

"Oh, I and He Erwa have been imprisoned. Su Qingyan, who understood it, suddenly burst into tears, and He Erwa came up to touch Su Qingyan and gestured to appease.

Qin Dare led the way, Su Qingyan and He Erwa were in the center, and after Yang Xiaorong broke off, the four of them ran all the way to the direction of Pingyuan County, and they met two groups of scattered cultivators along the way, but the other party just glanced at the four of them and passed by......

This pair of teenagers, who were originally full of confidence, suddenly discovered that the rivers and lakes were not as romantic and beautiful as they imagined, but full of dangerous whirlpools.

There was a loud "boom", an autumn thunder sounded without warning, and a thunderstorm poured down from the sky.

"Let's go, there's a tea shop by the post station ahead. Qin Dang grabbed He Erwa and Su Qingyan with his hands and strode forward.

The tea shop is made of wooden planks, with thatch on top, which can still shelter from the wind and rain, and there are more than a dozen broken wooden tables inside, and the shopkeeper is a gray-haired old man.

A group of white-robed female Taoist priests and more than a dozen male Taoists wearing various colored Taoist robes also took refuge in the tea shop.

"Senior Sister Yu Wan, you look so similar to Senior Sister Jin, you really look like a pair of sisters. A little girl with apricot eyes smiled skillfully, her voice was as crisp as a jade bead plate, she took the hand of a cold female Dao, pointed to the thunderstorm outside and said, "Senior Sister Jin, you smile, see if it will be sunny outside this day?"

"Senior Sister Qingyao, why do you have to provoke Senior Sister Jin?" Yu Wan smiled like spring, her appearance and face were seven or eight points similar to Jin Yihui, but there was a gentle warmth between her eyebrows.

Qing Yao tilted her head to look at Jin Yihui and said, "I don't dare to mess with her, she has a cold face to me every day, and only when she is with Brother Ziang does she have a smiling face......

The autumn rain outside the tea shop was flying, and there was a bleak chill in the rain, Su Qingyan's heart was cold, and he felt afraid of his unpredictable fate in the future, although he was sealed by Yang Xiaorong and couldn't speak, under the sadness, tears fell like autumn rain.

"Hmph. Yang Xiaorong glanced at Su Qingyan coldly, but didn't pay attention to her, and snorted lightly, which scared Yang Xiaorong for a while, which also attracted the attention of the female cultivators of the Taihua Sect, and even attracted the attention of Qing Yao.

"Hey, why is this sister crying so sadly?" Qing Yao, who was laughing, swept her eyes, and suddenly found Su Qingyan, who was secretly crying, and immediately moved over and asked with concern: "Is my sister sick, I will see a doctor......"

"This sister doesn't have to pay attention to her, she's just a servant girl in a slave family. Yang Xiaorong hurriedly stood up, blocked in front of Su Qingyan, and emphasized: "She is a mute who can't speak. ”

Su Qingyan looked back at He Erwa, the two of them instantly had a heart-to-heart, suddenly stood up and jumped with all his strength, stepped into the middle of a group of women's roads, waving his hands and shouting.

"Slut looking for death?" Qin Dang didn't catch the two of them, a wave of anger rose in the little mung bean's eyes, and he jumped over in one step, reaching out and grabbing the back of Su Qingyan's neck.

A bare hand came up and crossed the air.

"Bang" blocked Qin Dang back, Jin Yihui's eyes were like electricity, she glanced at Qin Dang, and snorted softly in her nasal voice: "Huh?"