He Chongrui exclaimed in surprise: "Fourth Senior Brother!" Seeing the blood gushing from his chest, his face instantly turned pale. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhong Hengling's eyes were also round, and he changed color in shock, how fast is this?

There was once a great swordsman who said that if you move fast enough, the wound will not bleed, and once it is subjected to an external force, the blood will shoot out like an arrow.

The flute was also stunned, this ...... Spray a little high.

Xiyun's face was indifferent, as if it was not him who made the shot. He looked at Zhong Hengling and said slowly, "The antidote is on you." He Chongrui glanced at him again, "But I'm going to kill you first, lest you sneak up on me from behind when I get the antidote." ”

He Chongrui was shocked and shouted, "Master!" He had already attacked once before, and he thought he would be killed, but he only carried a sword on the back of the little monk.

When Hua Di heard the word "Master", his heart sank, this person is indeed the head of the Qishan Sword Sect! But why did the Qishan Sword Sect deal with me and the little monk?

Zhong Hengling signaled He Chongrui to step back, and he also took two steps back, and forced himself to calm down: "He's just bluffing, let's wait for him to be poisoned." "In fact, I am not sure in my heart, the little monk really wants to kill people, right? If he has the heart to break through, why not choose to kill He Chongrui who is guarding the direction of Gukou?

Xiyun turned his head and glanced at He Chongrui, taking in his fear, "You're scared." The voice was still faint, and he looked at Zhong Hengling again, "If I kill you first, I can kill one less, so it's fine." ”

Zhong Hengling's face changed immediately. The meaning of these words couldn't be clearer, if the little monk chose to kill Zhong Hengling first, He Chongrui, who had lost his courage, would definitely turn around and flee. He Chongrui also understood this meaning very well, and when he saw the master's glance, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Neither of them had the slightest doubt that the little monk had the ability to kill them with one blow, and the increasingly cold corpse on the grass was evidence.

Now it's two-on-two, so the flute stands next to Xiyun. Sneaking a glance at his face, Hua Di's heart was cold, and he obviously felt that the little monk was different from usual, but his expression, speech, and tone were still as plain as usual, but Hua Di still stood up even with cold hair.

At this time, the rainstorm suddenly stopped, Xiyun looked up at the sky, smiled lightly, and whispered, "The moon will come out in a while." ”

The black clouds were gradually dissipating, and many places in the night sky were revealing a deep blue, and everyone listened to him carelessly, and they did not understand what he meant.

Xiyun retracted his gaze, Zizhu slowly raised it, and pointed at Zhong Hengling, "It's a pity that you can't see it." ”

Zhong Hengling's mind was spinning, and he immediately made a decision, his cuffs shook, and there was an extra white porcelain bottle in his hand, "The antidote, it will be broken when it lands." With a flick of his hand, he threw the bottle high and flew up.

Xiyun didn't seem to be able to react, looked up at the white porcelain vase, and when he came back to his senses, Zhong Hengling had already rushed towards the valley mouth.

He Chongrui was also alert, almost one step ahead of Zhong Hengling, and turned around and ran.

Hua Di shouted: "Stop, the head of the dignified Qishan Sword Sect is like a lost dog, doesn't it make people laugh?" He thought to himself that even the head of the Qishan Sword Sect was going to kill him, so now that the little monk is in a big way, the opportunity is just right, and he should definitely strike first, so as not to suffer in the future.

The flute ran out of two feet, but I didn't expect the little monk to follow, and when I looked back, the little monk's body staggered, and suddenly fell backwards.

The flute was startled and turned back. The little monk fell to the ground, his eyes closed, his face pale, and he had fainted.

Hua Di scolded himself for being stupid in his heart, thinking that the little monk was a fairy, and he had to accept it, and the little monk also acted twice, and he was about to faint, but he also scared the head of the Qishan Sword Sect into running away. It is also played with in the palm of your fingers.

Hua Di leaned over and picked up the little monk, did not look for the antidote to fall to the ground, did not walk from the valley mouth, and went directly over the mountain. The antidote given by the enemy, who knows whether it is true or false, and he knows that he is poisoned, this poison is not violent, and it can be forced out with internal strength. The top priority is to wake up the little monk first, the little monk should have launched some kind of exercise just now, which helped him control the overall situation, even regardless of friend or foe, so that he thought that he was really capable of taking down those two together. But this kind of exercise should be very depleted, so the little monk can't hold on.

Hua Di's inference was not wrong, Xiyun judged the situation clearly the moment he was surrounded, both of them were injured, and the other party came prepared, there is no doubt that it was more than lucky. So he took the risk to launch the "Heart Deterrence Method" and the "Heart Method" at the same time, and the effect was really good, but the mental wear and tear was too dramatic, and he finally fell into a coma.

Although Zhong Hengling also felt terrified and frightened, he did not lose his mind after all, and wanted to pretend to run away and test the other party, but he didn't expect that Huadi dared to say those words, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "They have nothing to fear." At the moment, I didn't dare to take chances, my feet were like flying, stepping on the sludge, and I stopped to rest after running for five miles.

This stopped, and found that Xiaohe had not yet chased, Zhong Hengling moved his mind again, no matter how powerful the little monk is, he is just a person after all, can he really kill people invisibly? impossible!

"Let's go back!"

"Ahh

"Let's go!" Zhong Hengling drank in a deep voice, and He Chongrui did not dare to disobey.

Zhong Hengling is worthy of being the palm of a family, and the artist is bold, rushing into the valley to investigate, and finally convinced that he was being tricked, he was angry, but to no avail.

Zhong Hengling's sharp eyes searched around, and soon found the white porcelain vase, as well as the footprints of the flower flute's departure, and couldn't help but flash with joy on his face, and said: "Chong Rui, you go back and inform Yixin and Wang Jin, and I will leave a mark for you all the way." ”

He Chongrui also knew the plan at this time, but the death of the fourth junior brother was still imprinted in his mind, and he snorted: "Master, will it be too dangerous for you to go alone?"

Zhong Hengling wanted to scold, but felt that he was out of filial piety after all, so he had to slow down, pointed to a bush, and said: "There are only one person's footprints, the left is shallow and the right is deep, and the flower flute was hit by a sword in his left leg, which is undoubtedly his footprints." The little monk did not leave footprints not because of his high martial arts skills and no trace of stepping on the grass, but because he was so injured that he could not walk and was carried by the flower flute, so the footprints of the flower flute were so clear. Go, keep up as soon as possible, and be sure to kill them before they recover!"

Zhong Hengling chased into the deep mountains without hesitation. With his knowledge and martial arts, after getting rid of the influence of the exercises launched by Xiyun, he calmed down and thought about it, and immediately found that every look, every action, and every word of the little monk at that time had a deep meaning, and it was the combination of these things that misled him and scared him away.

He thought that the little monk had an unknown origin, he was young, but his martial arts were very strong, and the move to kill his four disciples was extremely strange, maybe he had some secret martial arts on him, so his heart was hot, if he could capture him alive and torture him, he might be able to get a more magical kung fu than the Qingyun Sword Technique.

After the rainstorm, the moon was bright, and the trees in the wild forest were very dense, and a strip of brown cloth hung from the needle-like branches of a cedar tree, and the muddy part of the ground left the mark of half a heel.

Zhong Hengling glanced at it and sneered slightly. The flute was hit by two swords, lost a lot of blood, was poisoned, and was carrying a person, and his physical strength should be getting worse and worse, and this footprint is a little deeper than before.

Zhong Hengling stopped in front of a pine tree, and there was a piece of grass and soil on the ground of a different height than the one next to it, and there were people lying in this place. He stretched out his hand and touched it, and said secretly, "I won't be long gone." God help me, the rain stopped just right, and the path they walked was clear at a glance. ”

After another half-ring, Zhong Hengling's brows furrowed slightly, there was a blade of grass on the ground that was very messy, and there were several footprints left in the soil, Zhong Hengling was surprised, what was going on? It was like a trace of a battle, could it be that there were other people staring at them?

Zhong Hengling carefully distinguished, the footprints belonged to two people, and one of them fell. His eyes suddenly lit up, could it be that the two of them were fighting among themselves? He observed for a while, convinced that the footprints were going in two different directions, and was even more overjoyed, looking for the footprints that balanced the left and right.

Although killing the flower flute was the last step in making up for the frame-up plan, Zhong Hengling wanted to obtain the magical skills of the little monk that could affect the mental intelligence of others.

However, as soon as he made a cup of tea, Zhong Hengling saw a back more than ten zhang away in front of him, he was not in a hurry, and observed carefully. It was a little monk, he was holding a branch as a cane, and Zizhu was gone. That purple bamboo was not ordinary, when the sword and bamboo were fighting, Zhong Hengling found that the purple bamboo was very hard, and he couldn't cut it off at that time. Could it be that the boy from the flower flute found out that he was being tracked, so he threw this one who dragged his feet and snatched his purple bamboo away?

Zhong Hengling was very careful, and followed another cup of tea, seeing that the little monk was tired and out of breath, he sat down against a tree to rest, and then Shi Shiran walked out.

As soon as Xiyun sat down, he found that Zhong Hengling appeared in front of Sanzhang, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and he was about to stand up, but he couldn't exert his strength for a while, so he simply sat down, forced himself to calm down, and smiled indifferently.

Zhong Hengling's eyes were like lightning, he looked at all his expressions, and said in his heart: "He is already at the end of the crossbow!"

Xiyun straightened his legs and said lightly: "It's you, come to send me the real antidote? That's not necessary, I use my internal strength to force it, and all the little poison will be forced out." ”

Zhong Hengling approached slowly, listening to his hoarse voice, his heart was calm, and he said slowly: "Is it? That little poison is really not a big deal. ”

Xiyun suddenly said, "Do you believe that if I don't stand up, I can let you die?"

Zhong Hengling's heart froze, and his eyes were fixed on the little monk, "Oh, that's really powerful." Where's your purple bamboo? Are you going to kill me with that crooked branch?"

Xiyun struggled to lift the branch.

Zhong Hengling immediately pulled out his long sword, this little monk was mysterious, and he was still careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

Xiyun just smiled, threw the branch away, and said, "It's too much to look down on you to kill you with this thing." ”