The face is abominable, and the shape is like a ghost!

The little pity suddenly remembered that the black-robed old Confucian mentioned by Xue Ma was of unknown origin, but his martial arts were extremely high, and his moves were strange, so that people could not see the origin of the teacher, and there was a fierce battle outside Qingyuan Town in the middle of the night, but he could not leave it behind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I was worried in my heart, and I secretly prayed to myself, hoping that the heavens would bless Fang Baiyi and be able to complete his deeds earlier.

Previously, when Fang Baiyi passed on his formation formula, he had specially instructed that if a strong enemy was coming, he could not be defeated, and he could use the Yantian Strange Array to keep the enemy out.

If you can't resist it, don't be reckless, let alone fight with your life, you can get out and leave first. Although Fang Baiyi was seriously injured, but with the help of the Nine Turns Heart Protection Pill, he had already improved, and the innate Gang Qi function protected the body, with the unpredictable strange footwork, it was not difficult to get out, and he would never be in danger and fall into the hands of the enemy.

It's just that when I think of Miss's confession, the little pity is full of tenderness in her heart. Although he was shy, in the depths of his heart, he was secretly happy, how could he abandon Fang Baiyi's clothes and just run for his life.

If this is the case, what kind of face will there be to see Miss in the future, if Fang Baiyi has a good person, I am afraid that he will only kill himself with a horizontal sword and die with his body.

But it was Fang Baiyi who left Qingyuan Town and went to Yubi Peak in Fengqi Mountain. Fu Xiangning stayed in Yan's Mansion, thinking of Fang Baiyi's current situation, Fang was worried about his safety, and had the heart to let go of everything and follow him.

It's just that to find Chu Lingkong and find out the whereabouts of the prince who is in the rivers and lakes, it is imminent and urgent. As the princess of Ningxiang in the current dynasty, she holds the phoenix and the jade pendant, and she should put state affairs first, how can she ignore state affairs for the private feelings of her children. I also thought about letting Steward Yan follow him secretly and guard him along the way in case of accidents.

But what Fang Baiyi said is also reasonable. Ordinary masters of the rivers and lakes, they don't care about themselves, if the masters such as King Qin Guang of the Netherworld Mountain Villa come to attack again, and there are even top masters like Bloody Tong Tian to help, and the butler is not there, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with.

It is true that Fu Xiangning is talented and intelligent, and he is among the top masters, and he will not fall behind either King Qin Guang or Bloody Tong Tian, but if King Qin Guang and others lead the crowd to besiege him, it will be difficult to get out.

What's more, Yan Shidi, the protector of the country, has bad intentions, and colludes with people in the rivers and lakes, and I don't know how many scum in the rivers and lakes are trapped.

Knowing that Princess Ningxiang was involved in the rivers and lakes, she must have some suspicions, and maybe there will be people in the rivers and lakes to test the purpose of this trip. If there is a mistake, not to mention delaying state affairs, it will not make Fang Baiyi fall into a dilemma.

Fang Baiyi went to Fengqi Mountain, the road was far away, although the martial arts were superb, it was difficult to have an opponent, but before that, all the forces in the rivers and lakes had returned with a feather, and they already knew that it was hopeless to forcibly take the Linglong organ, so they would definitely change their strategy and adopt roundabout means.

The rivers and lakes are sinister, who can know what tricks these rivers and lakes will use.

Mother Xue has brought Fu Xiangning up since she was a child, and seeing that Fu Xiangning was restless, her eyebrows were frowning, and her expression was anxious, she naturally knew that she was worried about Fang Baiyi.

After a few weeks of rolling her eyes, she already had an idea, and said: "If Miss is worried about the safety of Fang Gongzi, it is better to let Xiao Pitian go, although this girl is new to the rivers and lakes, she is eccentric, smart and cunning, and her martial arts are not weak, she is a good helper, and in the future, Miss will get married, and her share will be indispensable in the end, so there is no harm in letting her serve Fang Gongzi along the way." ”

Hearing this, Fu Xiangning's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly found the little pitiful, and asked her to leave immediately, chase after Fang Baiyi, and go to Fengqi Mountain with her, serving along the way.

The little poor was reluctant, muttering about the difference between men and women, but was pulled by Xue's mother to her side, whispered a few words, and said it so that the little poor Xiujing was crimson, lowered her head and lowered her eyes, and wanted to find a gap in the ground to get into.

Fu Xiangning was secretly amused, and also said a few words of comfort, but finally let the little pity agree, packed his bags, stepped on the trail of eight steps, and set off to chase Fang Baiyi.

Living in the palace for a long time, the little poor naturally saw the princess's wedding, and married countless palace maids, as the princess's personal maid, but also the head of the palace maids, and the boudoir in the horse mansion to serve, it is also common. At this time, Fu Xiangning was expecting it, and she was already in a mood, but out of the reserve of her daughter's family, she was shy.

Chasing Fang Baiyi along the way, there were many forks in the road, and it was not until this time that he arrived, which coincided with the danger of the bearded man and others, and they shot out angrily, and all of them were slashed under the sword.

Therefore, although Fang Baiyi had some explanations, the little pity had already made up his mind, even if he died today, he would have to protect Fang Baiyi's thoroughness, and he must not let Fang Baiyi be disturbed at this critical juncture.

Thinking of this, he heard someone outside the formation say: "Master, according to the eyeliner, Fang Baiyi was seriously injured, just looking at the traces in front of him, there are many groups of characters from the rivers and lakes who have come, and there are several corpses over there, could it be that Fang Baiyi has escaped?"

The black-robed old man looked around, and finally looked at the Yantian Strange Array, frowning and said: "This is an extremely clever Qimen Dunjia, I heard that Fang Baiyi is good at this, with this Qimen formation, it is difficult for ordinary Jianghu masters to do anything, Fang Baiyi must be hiding in the formation, and the bloodstains of these corpses outside are just to hide people's eyes and ears." ”

The little pity hid on the edge of the Yantian Strange Array, and when he heard what the black-robed old Confucian said, he seemed to know Qimen Dunjia, his eyes were like torches, and he saw through his own arrangement, and he was secretly shocked, and he didn't know where this master came from.

I only heard the person from before say again: "Master, does you know what kind of formation Fang Baiyi is under and how to crack it?"

The black-robed old man shook his head slowly, looked at the person who spoke with gloomy eyes, showed a strange smile, and said: "This master has studied the strange sect and is easy to count, but he can't recognize the formation in front of him, so he is shallow in his learning, and he is very ashamed, but do you know it?"

When the man who spoke saw the black-robed old man smiling, his face suddenly changed greatly, his eyes were full of fear, and he slowly retreated, wanting to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but his teeth trembled, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

The black-robed old man has a strange temperament, and if his words are slightly unsatisfactory, he will kill people, and the means are extremely cruel. The strange smile is a sign before the black-robed old man kills someone, which makes the person who spoke how not to be afraid.

Knowing that begging for mercy was useless, the man who spoke took a few steps back, and suddenly swept to his feet, wanting to flee from this place. The black-robed old man's smile remained unchanged, but it was split out with one palm, and the strength was cold and penetrating, condensing the water vapor in the air, turning into a white mist, as if spraying out from the palm of his hand, and the person who spoke suddenly broke the kite and planted it on the ground.

The ice between his hairlines condensed, his eyebrows were covered with white frost, his face was pale, and his whole body was stiff, as if he was frozen in the ice of ten thousand years, and he was already dead of anger.

The black-robed old man shook his hand behind his back, his eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Step on the kan and go to Kunwei, enter the battle from the direction of Xin Geng, step on Xunchen Zhenmao, cut off the branches in the direction of Qianxu, and pull out the white clothes for me." ”

The rest of the subordinates were frightened, but they didn't dare to disobey the black-robed old Confucian, and they each rushed forward according to the instructions of the black-robed old Confucian, for fear of slowing down half a step, and the black-robed old Confucian was disliked, and they were killed on the spot.

The little pitiful little who was stealth in the Heaven Formation was secretly anxious.

Due to the urgency of time, Fang Baiyi only passed on his formation formula, and did not explain the mysteries of the Yantian Strange Array in detail. Seeing that the black-robed old Confucian commanded Ruoding, and the Qimen Dunjia mantra that he said one after another looked like it, he thought that the black-robed old Confucian had already seen through the Yantian Strange Array, and understood the subtleties in it, and he would easily break the formation.

The heart hung on the safety of the white clothes, and he couldn't take much care of it anymore, shook his body out of the formation, and stepped forward to meet him, the phoenix feather sword was like a dragon going out to sea, bringing up the snow practice spirit, and attacking the subordinates of the black-robed old man.

The eight steps of the Lost Trace are exquisite, and in the blink of an eye after more than ten steps, the sword swept by, and the blood splattered.

The black-robed old man's subordinates were caught off guard, only to feel that the figure in front of him was shaking, his expression was dazzling, and he was so shocked that the soul was out of his body, and the sword was in the air, but it was broken in response, and the huge head flew into the air one after another.

The two who had escaped by luck were horrified and staggered backwards, with only the hilt of the long sword in their hands in their hands, and their expressions were terrified. The little pitiful footsteps circled, guarding the Yantian Strange Array, the short sword in his hand pointed at the black-robed old Confucian, the willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and the apricot eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Jie Ji, who should I be, it turned out to be a stinky girl, just because you also want to block my ghost master, it's really a fool's dream, this master will take you down first, and I'm afraid that Fang Baiyi will not be obedient. The black-robed old man put his hands in his sleeves and stepped forward slowly, the mountain wind blew, and his beard was flying, revealing a bit of arrogance.

The little pity took the sword flower and said, "I don't care if you are a ghost master or a strange master, I want to see Fang Gongzi, and I can take the phoenix feather sword in this girl's hand." ”

The momentum is not weaker than others, but there is a melancholy hidden between the eyebrows. The ghost master can fight fiercely with Xue Ma in the middle of the night, and he will not fall behind, which is by no means comparable to himself, but now, there is no way out, only to fight with his life.

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

In the angry snort of the ghost master, the cold palm power split out one after another, and the water vapor turned into mist, as if a severe cold was coming. Where the palm wind passed, the grass and trees were shining, and they were already sealed in ice crystals, and the little poor was not wiped by the palm wind, and had already secretly shivered, like falling into an ice cave.

Knowing that it was powerful, the little poor didn't dare to take the power of the ghost master's palm, and fought with it with the eight steps of the Lost Trace, relying on the sharp weapons of the gods, sharpening iron like clay, which made the ghost master have many scruples and dare not pick up his edge.

It's just that the ghost master has deep internal strength, and his palm power is yin and poisonous, and after dozens of moves, the radius of several zhang is shrouded in cold air, the temperature plummets, and the frost is dense, like a cold cave ice cellar.

Even though the little pity has the heavenly magic skill to protect the body, he has not yet reached the realm of Dacheng, the cold breath invades, the true qi in the body is hidden and unsmooth, and the body shape and footwork are slightly sluggish, which is not as flexible as before. Secretly frightened, but he didn't dare to take a half step back, but his moves became more and more aggressive, and he did not hesitate to fight for his life, and he died together.

The ghost master was a little careless, the sword swept over, and the sleeves of the robe had been cut off in half, if it wasn't for the quick stopping, the arm would almost be safe.

"You are just a girl who pours tea and water, you are so desperate, you don't hesitate to lose both, in this case, this master will fulfill you and send you to death!"

The gloomy palm power was raised to the extreme, and the cold became more and more penetrating, forcing the little pity to retreat, and he could no longer attack the ghost master, the true qi in his body was not smooth, and his body footwork was sluggish.

After a few moves, it was already crumbling, the delicate body trembled, the qi and blood around the body almost condensed into ice, and the phoenix feather sword also seemed to be heavy, lingering.

Seeing that the ghost master was splitting with a palm again, he hurriedly moved sideways, but his body was sluggish, half a step slower, and he was swept by the cold palm wind.

Suddenly, the mouth of the sandalwood escaped blood, the pretty beauty was covered with frost, and there was ice condensation between the hair. The phoenix feather sword fell to the ground, wrapped his arms around his chest, trembling, he couldn't even speak, fortunately he was just rubbing it for the palm wind, if the middle and upper ghost master slapped it with all his strength, he was afraid that he would have died at this time.

The ghost master's eyes were cold, his smile was weird, and he stepped forward, as if he was from the black impermanence of the underworld, and slowly raised his arm, his thin palm was covered with crystal ice, and he was about to end up with a pitiful life.

The little pity was injured by the cold palm qi, and his delicate body was already frozen, and he couldn't move, but his eyes were fearless, and some of them were unwilling in their hearts, and they couldn't protect Fang Baiyi.

Seeing that he was about to die under the palm of the ghost master, he suddenly heard a clear roar, and the sword light of several feet long revealed the chill of the forest, and the air attack came, slashing at the wrist of the ghost master, the sword was dazzling, and the strength was like a knife cut.

The ghost master was shocked, he couldn't care about the pitiful, his palm flipped over, and he split out a few palms, but he withdrew and retreated, not daring to pick up his edge.

The figure swayed, and there was already an extra white-clothed beauty in front of her, her jet-black hair was not tied into a bun, but only hung down with a ribbon and went straight to her waist. The delicate face is like a beautiful jade carving, flawless, compared with Fu Xiangning, who is captivating the country and the city, it is also half a chip, but the phoenix eyes are full of anger, and the whole person exudes a cold feeling.

"Who are you, you dare to meddle in my ghost master's affairs, aren't you afraid of getting into trouble?" The ghost master looked at the woman in white a few times, but he couldn't see through the depths, and said angrily.

The white-clothed woman's eyes swept over, and the ghost master only felt a chill through his body, and his heart trembled. Slowly raised the long sword in his hand, his voice was crisp, but it was as cold as a knife, and said: "If your eyes are not blind, you should recognize this sword." ”

The ghost master's white eyebrows moved, and he wanted to attack, but suddenly his face changed greatly, and he shouted in a lost voice: "Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword, you are Murong Qiushuang, go!"

After that, he swept up, his body turned in the air, and he was already far away in an instant, and the two subordinates who were lucky to survive fled for their lives, and they didn't dare to stay for a moment.

Looks like a heavenly immortal, cold as frost, Murong Qiushuang is famous in the rivers and lakes, I don't know who taught it, it is unfathomable, just a cold soul ice sword, it will be the top master ghost master retreat.

debuted in the rivers and lakes for several years, arrogant and peerless, and never pretended to others. The eyes looked at the little poor who fell to the ground, the same daughter, still indifferent as before, turned around and wanted to go, but finally returned to the body, the mutton fat white jade-like soft wattle pressed on the little pitiful's shoulder, luck to help him heal, the real qi is like a person, the cold penetrates the bones, like a thousand years of ice.

It took half an hour for the cold qi in the little pitiful's body to dissipate, and he was already moving freely, but the meridians in his body were injured, and he couldn't destroy the true qi in a short period of time.

The little pity swallowed the Nine Turns Heart Protection Pill, clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Thank you Miss Murong for saving your life, the little pity is unforgettable." ”

"I didn't want to save you, but I didn't want to see the cold spirit magic to harm the rivers and lakes, so you don't have to thank you, with your martial arts and light footwork, even if you can't defeat the old monster of the ghost master, it's not difficult to get out, why fight to the death here. ”

Walking in the rivers and lakes for several years, Murong Qiushuang is cold and ruthless, never owes others affection, and does not want anyone to admit affection. Therefore, although he saved the life of the little pitiful, he also found another excuse to excuse himself.

The little poor willow frowned slightly, his eyelashes blinked, and he still told him frankly, and said: "My son-in-law is seriously injured, and he is doing pranayama exercises, and he has not yet completed his work, so he can't be disturbed. ”

"Your son-in-law, Fang Baiyi?" Murong Qiushuang said slowly, as if there was not the slightest emotion in his voice.

The little pitiful nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"I see, I'm a little tired, I want to rest here, although you can do it yourself, but don't disturb me, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless and taking your life. Murong Qiushuang sat down cross-legged, holding the Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword in his hand, standing beside him, closing his eyes and pranayama.

The little poor looked stunned, he didn't expect Murong Qiushuang to be so weird and radiant, how could he be half tired. It is clearly intended to help, but there are many excuses, lest others thank you.

I guessed so in my heart, but I didn't dare to have half of the guilt.

Fang Baiyi's serious injuries have not healed, and he can't destroy his true qi, if someone comes to attack at this time, wouldn't he have no power to fight back and let others slaughter him. With the help of a top master like Murong Qiushuang, he can be fearless of the enemy who will come to attack. lowered his eyebrows and retreated to the side, and the little pity also sat cross-legged, breathing and exhaling, dissolving the medicinal power.

As the sun sets, the night falls, Murong Qiushuang doesn't sit still, as if she has turned into nothingness and melts into the darkness of the night.

During this period, several groups of people from the rivers and lakes arrived, and their eyes flew around, and they immediately recognized the Cold Soul Ice Spirit Sword, and retreated for Murong Qiushuang, until a long roar came out from the Yantian Strange Array, alarming countless birds.

The little pitiful eyes bloomed with brilliance, knowing that Fang Baiyi had finally completed his work, and his injuries were gone, and he couldn't worry about it anymore.