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www.xSHUOTXT.Com Qiu Yeyu spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his body flew backwards uncontrollably. Tears welled up in his eyes, as if he had countless words to say but not a single word.

At this time, his mind began to blur, and his body was allowed to fly down, falling into the abyss......

"Master Huang, ...... you" The gray-faced old monk was full of surprise, as if he hadn't reacted yet, but he didn't know what to say.

Huang Yan turned his head to look at the gray-faced old monk, and said with a sinking face: "This son actually harmed Neizi! ”

"People are already dead, and there's no point in saying this, isn't it, master?" The thin middle-aged man arched his hand to Huang Yan, looked at the edge of the cliff, and sighed: "The Lord of the Yellow Castle really shot like lightning, it is really extraordinary. This son's death like this can be regarded as a relief. ”

Hearing this, the gray-faced old monk frowned. However, he didn't have much to say, after all, he couldn't interfere much with the revenge of killing his wife.

The five of them walked all the way down the hill, each with their own thoughts.

The thin middle-aged man suddenly realized what he looked at the crowd in front of him, and he couldn't find it for a while, and asked suspiciously, "Hey, where is the girl?"

Everyone was stunned for a while, and they looked around, but where was Long Qiao'er's small figure.

"What about the witch?" Huang Yanshen twisted, looked at Huang Xiaoyan and Han Yiwen questioningly, and asked in a deep voice.

Han Yiwen and Huang Xiaoyan also looked confused, and they also looked like they didn't know what was going on.

"Just run away, the girl doesn't matter anyway!" The thin middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a divine light. After a while, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said, "Since this son has been resolved, does the martial arts conference still need to wait until two days later?"

More than a dozen people present couldn't help but ponder for a while.

After pondering for a while, the gray-faced old monk looked at the other two monks and nodded, "The Buddha Yuan Sect has no opinion!"

Tong Yan Lao Dao shook his Dao robe slightly, and seemed to be a little impatient and said: "I have no objection to the Dao Void Sect!"

"Since Master Xuanshui and the Dustless Dao Master have agreed, the conference is scheduled to be held in the afternoon today, and the Carefree Sect will not have any more opinions, right?" The thin middle-aged man looked around at everyone with joy on his face, and finally his eyes stopped on the middle-aged Confucian student, as if asking.

"In that case, I have no objection to the Loose Sect!" the middle-aged Confucian in elegant clothes bowed his hand slightly to the few people in front of him, and said in a Confucian voice.

"When I return to Zhuangzhong, it is estimated that it will be around Shenshi. Time is urgent, let's rush back to Longcheng Villa immediately, how about it?" The thin middle-aged man glanced back at the location of Longcheng Villa, and seemed to be a little dignified.

Naturally, everyone had no objections, and in the morning light, the group rushed on the mountain meadow. In the blink of an eye, they turned into black shadows and galloped at the end of the grass, and finally disappeared without a trace......

The overnight rain made both sides of the plank road muddy, and even the specially opened avenue became potholes.

On the long plank road, two tall horses galloped in. Occasionally, a few drops of muddy water splashed up, spilling on the long skirts and white robes of a man and a woman. However, the two of them had no time to think about anything else and rushed to the road, as if they had encountered something urgent.

"Brother Fan, is this qiē true?" The woman in the white dress showed off her face for a while, as if she was still in a trance.

The white-robed young man on the other horse was much more indifferent, and he didn't care about the sorrow of the woman in the white dress. He said with a cold face: "Ling'er, believe me, the valley and the various factions will soon be able to resolve their enmity!

"Well, with our speed, I believe that we will be able to reach the Dragon City Villa around the time of the unitary hour! At that time, Ling'er will take you to meet the heads of the various factions, as long as everyone sees this letter, any misunderstanding can be resolved." The woman in the white dress blushed and smiled slightly.

The white-robed young man's face was still cold, but there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes, he turned his head to the woman in the white dress and nodded, "Hurry up!" I hope there won't be any more accidents. ”

The woman in the white dress smiled back gently, and then spurred her horse, and the young man in the white robe also galloped away.

The two horses galloped away and disappeared at the end of the plank road in a blink of an eye......

The castle tower in front of me is getting closer and closer, and the castle tower is not too high. Under the sunshine of the west slope, there is a bit of quaintness.

For some reason, the gates of the city were closed before nightfall. More than 100 guards stood solemnly at the head of the city, as if something important had happened, and martial law was much tighter than usual.

Two young men and women galloped from a distance, and in the blink of an eye they were within half a mile of the city. The two of them pulled the horse rope and looked at each other, and they both saw the strangeness in each other's eyes.

"Strange, why did you close the city gate before it was dark tomorrow?" said the young man with a cold face and a faint frown.

The young woman also noticed that something unusual, and couldn't help but say, "Well, it's a little strange!

The young man was dressed in a white robe, his face was cold, but he had a somewhat handsome temperament. The woman is at a young age, wearing a white dress, and her whole body is filled with a simple and elegant atmosphere. It was Gu Shuifan and a woman named "Ling'er" who came all the way.

The white clothes of the two of them were already stained with mud, and they looked like dust and dust, but they couldn't affect the detached temperament of the two. What a pair of golden boys and girls.

After Gu Shuifan was silent for a moment, the god became more and more cold, and asked, "Ling'er, if we want to sneak in secretly, it seems impossible, so let's go over and meet these old men directly?"

The woman in the white dress smiled lightly and said softly: "Just according to what Brother Shui Fan said, let's go!"

Suddenly, Gu Shuifan raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to ride a horse girl, and said in a straight voice: "Slow, look at what it is?"

The woman in the white dress looked at her curiously, and then a hint of surprise flashed through her beautiful eyes.

I saw that two figures suddenly jumped over the city tower, as light as geese falling on flat sand, and the speed was fast enough to make people staggering.

The woman in the white dress seemed to have a few doubts, and a little shocked: "What kind of light skill is this, it can be so terrifying, it is the master and her ......"

"Well, it's ......" Gu Shui didn't change his face, but he couldn't help but be a little moved in his heart.

Suddenly, Gu Shuifan's eyes suddenly froze, and his face changed suddenly, as if he had seen something terrible.

The woman in the white dress hurriedly looked at the city tower again, and a little fear suddenly appeared on her delicate face.

Countless sharp arrows galloped down from the tower, falling like a dense rain to the bottom of the tower, in the direction of the two people who jumped off the tower.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the two figures jumped high, looking so small under the shadow of the arrows in the sky.

Looking at the shadow of the arrow, Gu Shuifan frowned, and said softly: "These people on the city gate are dead. ”

"What?" the woman in the white dress couldn't believe it, her eyes staring ahead without blinking.

In the distance, two people leaped high, gesturing strangely with their hands in front of them.

Among them, one person has been wrapped in green mang, his hands are raised high, and a giant sword of the sky-high sè soars straight up. One person is dressed in pink, and the two flowers in front of him are shining with pink light, which is very weird.

The green figure slashed diagonally in the direction of the castle tower with both hands, sweeping half of the city wall.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of people screamed wildly, falling to the ground and wailing. There was a sword mark on their bodies, deep in their muscles and bones, and blood flowed, but they were not killed.

The two flowers in front of the other person turned into two skeletons and flew down to the side of the tower, scattering in an instant, and turning into nothing in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the shadows of arrows in the sky swept past the two figures as if they were imaginary, but they did not see any damage to the two figures. They drifted slowly, and their footsteps rushed together again.

As usual, more than 100 people on the side of the city tower seem to be fine. They looked down at themselves, all looking nervous.

Suddenly, seventy or eighty people fell to the ground almost at the same time, all howling wildly. On the left side of their body, a plum blossom slowly bloomed, blood pouring down. They all still retain a trace of breath.

Neither of them looked like they were heavy-handed.

"What kind of martial arts is this, it's terrifying?" The woman in the white dress turned her head in surprise and looked at Gu Shuifan with bright eyes.

"Ling'er, when your martial arts break through the twelfth turn of the martial arts path and reach the thirteenth turn of the martial arts, you can also be like them. Gu Shuifan looked at the qiē in front of him coldly, as if he was expecting it, but he said with a little worry: "Strange, what happened? Why is the murderous aura so heavy, and he does not hesitate to raise his skill to the thirteenth turn of the martial arts, this is to consume the vitality?"

The woman's heartbeat in the white dress couldn't help but speed up a little, and the two figures were getting closer and closer. However, she was not afraid, Gu Shuifan seemed to know the two of them.

"Auntie, sixth uncle!" Gu Shui Fan couldn't help shouting when he saw the two of them passing by ten zhang away from his side, looking very intimate.

"Auntie, sixth uncle......" The woman in the white dress whispered to herself, and a hint of red flickered on her pretty cheeks.

I saw the two of them turn around one by one, and in the blink of an eye, they fell in front of Gu Shuifan and the others, and their bodies were elegant and fast.

"Fan'er, you are here too, come with us. One of them said lightly, but there was an irresistible majesty.

"Sixth Uncle, what's going on?" Gu Shuifan jumped off the horse in confusion and asked in a solemn voice.

The blue-robed man known as the "Sixth Uncle" replied without sorrow or joy: "The night rain was knocked off the cliff, and life and death are uncertain, let's go and look for it." ”