When Murong Feifei heard this, she understood in her heart, and her heart was full of tenderness, there was only one Nangong Shaoyou in her heart, whether he was a hero or a villain, he was the one who loved him anyway. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Nangong Shaoyou had been entangled in the affection of Murong Feifei before, and later gradually discovered that Murong Feifei loved herself more than she loved herself, and her love for Murong Feifei was also incomparable, no matter what, there was nothing comparable to time.

Of course, it is good to be able to achieve righteousness, and it is good to be able to do chivalrous righteousness, but first of all, you must protect the people you love, otherwise how can you protect others and protect the country.

At the moment, Nangong Shaoyou pities Murong Feifei very much, she is just a seventeen-year-old lady, but she has to exhaust her mind in this very dangerous occasion, she has done enough, and she is not doing all this for chivalry, in her heart, she only has love for Nangong Shaoyou and affection for her master and brother, at most, she can only repay Huijing for saving her life, and other people are not important to her.

Song Zixiu's master and apprentice have all been detoxified, and the two masters of the Emei faction are also free, including the Lingbao Dao Chief, Cheng Chen's senior brother Tianxin Dao Chief, and the two Shaolin monks have all recovered their skills, with the martial arts knowledge of these people, even if there are hundreds more people in the Netherworld Sect, it is impossible to stop them, and as for the Netherworld Sect members guarding the mountain with venom, they are also turning a blind eye to these people.

Shaomuro Mountain is so big, I am afraid that it will not be possible to surround it with 10,000 people, let alone only 1200 people, but they will go down the mountain to guard, but for these masters, ordinary people can't go down the mountain, and they also treat it as a flat road.

Anyway, she can be with Nangong Shaoyou in life, and she can be with Nangong Shaoyou in death, Murong Feifei doesn't have any worries at all, and she has the same heart with Nangong Shaoyou at this time, knowing that he is pituring himself, she can't help but be overjoyed.

Murong Feifei took out a small jade cave flute from his waist, this thing, Nangong Shaoyou saw it in Dali City, she was used to contact Zhang Qi that day, I saw Murong Feifei put it to his mouth, blew it gently, and the flute sound was tactful and high-pitched.

The Netherworld Sect Master's face changed, looking at Murong Feifei, Murong Feifei smiled and said: "This is Shaomu Mountain, it is the border of the Great Song Dynasty, you Mongolian Tartars can set off fireworks wantonly, can I blow the cave flute and ask you Mongolian Tartars to take care of it." ”

Murong Feifei This is unscrupulous abuse, the Netherworld Sect Master listened, his face sank, and he didn't speak, originally he was high-spirited, knowing that he could achieve great things, Murong Feifei and Fan Wuming were just designing, and there were no beggars at all.

But now Murong Feifei was not polite to him, and he was not worried at all that he would turn his face and not recognize people, which made him worried, thinking that he had miscalculated again, and this little girl was now the real one who summoned the lurking rescuers.

In fact, he didn't know Murong Feifei's character at all, Murong Feifei had never been afraid of him, but he had been thinking of a way to save Qunhao, when he was playing a game of wits and courage with the Netherworld Sect Master, so he paid more attention to winning or losing the game, and at the moment, she had decided not to play, so where did she have half a point of respect for the Netherworld Master.

At this time, there was a lot of discussion about the group marriage in the audience, and they all felt that there was something wrong, but they couldn't say how it was inappropriate.

The stage is unusually calm, the top masters of the Central Plains are all waiting for the battle, and each has a heart, the majority of the division and the abbot of the prime minister are naturally thinking about how to rescue the remaining monks in front of the Shaolin Temple, but the wide ability is sincere, no scheming, not to mention the resourcefulness, although the master has always been the abbot of Shaolin, originally extraordinary, lifting weights, but at the moment has been regretting that he has been involved in the reputation of the Shaolin Temple for thousands of years, and also affected the Central Plains Qunhao, because of his own infatuation, about to destroy the Shaolin Millennium Temple, and will also make the Great Song Dynasty in danger of destruction, it is really a sinner through the ages, he is begging for a death at this time, and he has no intention of paying attention to others。

Lingbao Dao Chang is very resolute, no matter what, do your best, how many Shaolin monks can be saved, several of Wudang's fellow disciples and disciples can't take care of it, Shaolin is the head of the Central Plains martial arts, and Wudang is also a cold lip, saving Shaolin is equivalent to saving Wudang, if it is for Wudang, there is nothing to do about sacrificing some people.

Although Master Hui Jing said that she had seen through everything, but looking at the few young disciples in the audience, she couldn't help but feel a little unbearable, Master Hui Yuan was very calm, for her, anyway, once she started, it would be worth killing a famous sect member, and killing one more would be earned, and the pride of the year suddenly emerged.

Tianxin Daoist and Master Wen have a fateful friendship, he glanced at Liang Kai, Liang Kai nodded with him, the two of them have the same mind, and they will go up together for a while, first save Master Wen's life, and then try to see if they can save two more people.

Dugu Fang is mood ups and downs, he has just woken up, ready to go back to Huashan to carry forward his kung fu in Huashan, not to mention that he has just died a few disciples, he only has one hand to move at the moment, that is, it is unknown whether he can leave later, and finally decided, swear to protect Yun Zifei, hoping that the head of Huashan can be saved, Huashan faction still has hope, thinking of this, he walked to Yun Zifei's side, and said in a low voice: "Zifei, you are the rise and fall of the Huashan faction, no matter what, you must save your life first." ”

Of course, Yun Zifei understood the meaning of his uncle's words, and he was very excited in his heart, knowing that he had a great responsibility, so he nodded.

The most depressed on the stage is the spear Ziyuan, he has just won the title of the first in the world of martial arts, and his imperial career is very promising, although he knows that everything is disillusioned so quickly, it is really a heavy blow, and the martial arts have not been restored at the moment, and even the people of Xiaoyao Palace will not give the antidote to themselves anyway, if his kung fu is still there, not only can he leave Shaomu Mountain safely, as long as the person is not dead, he can always make a comeback, and even show his majesty on it, kill the Tartars, or save a few heads, it will be beneficial and harmless to his future career。

When he was hating, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance under his nose, and a very powerful big hand stood in front of him holding a sachet, he looked up and saw that this person was majestic, it was Song Zixiu's third disciple, Mu Yiyun.

He was a little stunned, he was at a loss, Mu Yiyun said coldly: "It was Master who asked me to detoxify you, I hope you stab the Tartar to death with a sword!"

When Mao Ziyuan heard this, he was angry at Mu Yiyun's rudeness, but he was helpless, no matter what people said, he was also his life-saving benefactor.