At this moment, under the bridge, in the deep valley of the rocks, a petite black shadow quietly crossed in the rocks, the speed of this black shadow is indeed flattering, like the floating willow leaves, slowly floating

"Huh" suppressed the faint painful breathing, and suddenly sounded from within the rocks, and then there was a slight sound of gnashing teeth, and after a while, the gravel under the ground rolled forward slightly, and a frowning face was revealed.

The man cautiously glanced up at the iron rope above his head, across the cliffs on both sides, his eyes swept in the direction behind him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, sitting on this rock, his back against the stone wall, on his forehead, cold sweat continued to flow, and after a few long gasps, a slightly tired old voice slowly came out in the rocks: "Damn waste, dare to steal my Vulture Palace, when my strength recovers, I must cramp and peel you waste!"

This person is Wu Xingyun!

Obviously, this cave master was also shocked when he saw Wu Xingyun, and naturally wanted to restrain Wu Xingyun as quickly as possible to avoid alarming the people in the palace, fortunately, Wu Xingyun had returned to the strength of eleven or twelve years old at this time, and the reaction was extremely fast, with the help of the terrain of this vulture palace, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he directly entered the secret passage leading to the bottom of the bridge, and this was able to escape from the master of the cave!

Li Qiushui has been looking hard, but he doesn't know that Wu Xingyun is not going down the mountain at this moment, but staying under the overpass in front of him, no one will notice that she is staying at the bottom of this rocky valley, I have to say that Wu Xingyun is really right this time.

Wu Xingyun's gaze swept over the rocky surroundings, and then his voice became more solemn: "Until now, I have only practiced to the fifth day, I only have the skills of the eleventh year old, if I live a few more days, I don't need to worry about the demons and monsters in these thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands, but Li Qiushui, a thief and slut, must still be looking for me everywhere, this slut has many ears and eyes, and there must have been people under the ethereal peak." ”

As soon as the words fell, Wu Xingyun's face swept around a little indifferently, seeing that there were not many living creatures around, her hands were gradually clenched, there were no living creatures, how could she practice?

She also knew in her heart Li Qiushui's killing intent towards him, at this moment, Li Qiushui's subordinates were probably already doing all their best to encircle and suppress herself, right? With her current situation, at most, she could only deal with some ordinary Yipintang disciples, if she was bumped into by those Yipintang masters or even leaders, even if she could hold on, but if the other party wanted to delay her, it would not be too difficult.

And when the time comes, as long as Li Qiushui hears the sound, she Wu Xingyun may have to really be buried in this ethereal peak.

"It doesn't seem to last a few days!" Wu Xingyun's eyes saw several snakes crawling slowly in the rocks, wiped the remaining blood from the corners of his mouth, shook his head, didn't think about it anymore, and said in a low voice: "Now the ground wound I have suffered is not light, it is better to heal the injury first." ”

At the moment, he supported the ground with his hands, leaned against the stone wall and slowly straightened up, sat cross-legged, and immediately sat down cross-legged, pointing to the sky with his right index finger and pointing to the ground with his left index finger.

After a few days, it was still a silent rocky place, but seeing that Wu Xingyun kept inhaling the white mist in his nostrils, and finally the white mist was absorbed by it, Wu Xingyun slowly opened his eyes and slowly stood up.

Yes, Wu Xingyun's appearance has changed, but in the past few days, his appearance has become a ten-year-old girl, but his body is the same as before, and he is still very short, in terms of appearance alone, Wu Xingyun has a delicate complexion at the moment, his eyes are wavy, and he is really beautiful, but at this moment, on his delicate face, his brows are tightly locked, and his eyes flicker, but he sighs slightly: "It seems that I can only go out to find blood food!" Then his body swept up like a ghost.

In the quiet forest, a bush suddenly trembled, and then a petite figure burst out from the tree, tapping a branch with both feet, and then swept up the trunk, and after the sharp gaze carefully swept below, he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered in a low voice: "Fortunately, there are no subordinates of that thief and slut!"

The figure turned, and even landed steadily on the snow, looked at the empty scene around him, sneered, his body turned into a black line, and rushed straight into the dense forest, in the blink of an eye, it disappeared in place, about half an hour later, the branches of the dense forest suddenly shook, and then I saw a figure flashing out, and the hands were already carrying two fat snow rabbits back.

Wu Xingyun came out of the dense forest, the speed remained the same, with the help of a breeze, the figure floated in mid-air, and then it was like a catkins in the wind, fluttering into the distance, this speed, but it was completely different from the previous few days, and then found an extremely secret cave, and slowly fell down!

At this moment, noon is coming, there is no day and no night in the cave, a cloud of darkness, Wu Xingyun's body is surging, knowing that the time of practice is coming, he bites open the throat of a fat snow rabbit in his hand, sucks its blood, sucks it dry and throws it outside.

At this moment, suddenly a long exclamation of "ah" came from outside the cave, Wu Xingyun was startled, and immediately changed color, she didn't expect to be so careful, or was discovered by Li Qiushui's men, and immediately stomped on her feet and shot out of the cave, but the people outside the cave only heard the whirring wind, and then saw a figure flying out of the cave, swept through the air, and fell in front of her.

Wu Xingyun heard the shouts of the people outside the cave, thinking that his strength had not recovered at this time, if this person found Li Qiushui's subordinates, it would not be easy for him to deal with.

But seeing that this person was taken aback, he hurriedly stretched out his left palm, the true qi in his palm was rushing, and his left hand was raised, and Wu Xingyun was knocked away with a strong force, and with a 'snap' sound, Wu Xingyun was forced by this sudden internal strength, and then turned over and almost fell.

Suo surname, at this moment, although Wu Xingyun's skills are not strong, but the experience is still there, a few taps under his feet, and a harrier hurriedly turned over in mid-air, so that he could stop the palm power of this person's palm, and Wu Xingyun, who stabilized his mind, looked at the person opposite with cold eyes, and under the light, the killing intent in his eyes reflected the cold luster.

Seeing that he had made this palm in a hurry, the little girl in front of him flew out a few meters, so he couldn't help it, his eyes lowered and he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! The little monk didn't mean it, don't blame the female benefactor!" After speaking, he hurriedly stepped forward and prepared to help Wu Xingyun up.

Wu Xing looked around, but his eyes looked at the person in front of him tightly, this monk was twenty-five or sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a big nose flat and collapsed, his appearance was quite ugly, and the monk's robe was covered with many nails, but it was very clean, and sneered: "Stinky thief bald, grandma doesn't need you to be so fake!"

Seeing that there was blood next to her mouth, and she opened her mouth to smile when she spoke, she couldn't help but be scared in her heart, slowly restrained her steps, and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't mean to, I don't know, this"

At this time, Wu Xingyun stood up tremblingly, and looked at the monk opposite with a vigilant face, this monk was also interesting, seeing that he had injured Wu Xingyun by surprise, he just apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's really a little monk who is not good, don't blame the female donor, it's really ten thousand sorry." ”

After staring at the monk in front of him for a long time, and didn't hear him beckoning people to come forward, a trace of doubt flashed in Wu Xingyun's eyes, and then he thought, I'm afraid that this little monk should not be Li Qiushui's subordinate, and then breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Look at your dress, you are a Shaolin disciple?"

The monk could hear Wu Xingyun's voice, but he was a little puzzled, obviously with such a beautiful and moving appearance, but his voice was so old, feeling the strange aura revealed by Wu Xingyun, but it made the monk tense his nerves.

Hearing Wu Xingyun's words, the monk bowed slightly, and said respectfully: "Little monk Xuzhu is a disciple of the Shaolin faction!"