The heavens begin with the rescue of Mrs. Yue

I haven't even heard it.

On the other side, all the people in Huashan were also shocked and stopped in place.

Everyone seems to have forgotten the pain in their bodies.

Song Ning's sword stabbing more than a dozen people is just a surprise to ordinary people, but to sword learners, it feels different.

As sword learners, they are all too aware of the difficulty of this matter.

So I was even more shocked and admired by my family.

Even at the moment of seeing such exquisite swordsmanship, one will be a little enchanted.

Yue Buqun's blood boiled all over, and there was only one sentence in his mind:

Could this be the evil sword technique?

No!Judging from the moves my master taught me, this is not the evil sword technique.

But in today's world, who and what kind of swordsmanship can achieve such power?

He didn't understand.

But the idea of ​​getting the evil sword manual is getting stronger and stronger.

"For this trip down the mountain, we must find a way to obtain the evil sword technique from Ning'er!"

Yue Buqun thought so.

"Ning'er!"

At this time, Madam Yue looked at Song Ning, and suddenly shouted loudly, breaking the short silence.

But she didn't know if she was using too much force to yell, and it affected the wound on her body, she yelled "ah", and fell to the ground.

Song Ning saw it, ran over immediately, and asked, "What's the matter, Mistress?"

His eyes swept away and stopped on Mrs. Yue's lap.

There was an extremely long wound on Madam Yue's leg, and blood was continuously flowing out.

After Mrs. Yue fell, the others suddenly fell too.

It was as if he persisted until the last moment and finally no longer needed to persist, and fell to the ground all at once.

Yue Buqun also began to meditate cross-legged to get luck.

Song Ning helped Mrs. Yue with her hands, and Mrs. Yue looked at a dozen underworld masters who were still lying on the ground.

"Ning'er, kill them all immediately! No one will be left behind!"

"Yes!"

Song Ning responded, and walked up to a dozen men in black, stabbing out with the sword in his hand. After a few strokes, all the dozen people stopped moving and stopped crying.

At this time, the thunderstorm subsided and the night became a little brighter.

After completely killing more than a dozen people, Song Ning returned to the Huashan faction, counted them, and found that there were quite a few of them.

He went to the disciples who fell on the ground to sniff, and found that they were all still alive, and none of them died, so he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Ning'er, are they still alive?" Madam Yue looked at Song Ning in front of her.

"Master, all of them are alive."

Mrs. Yue nodded, her eyes showed the gratitude of being reborn after the catastrophe, and said, "Go and get the medicine for the wound in our luggage, first help everyone stop the bleeding and treat the wound."

"Yes."

Song Ning returned to the temple, took out the medicine for wound healing and the sackcloth used for bandaging from the bundle, first stopped the bleeding of Mrs. Yue's leg injury, and bandaged it well.

Then they bandaged everyone one by one.

I don't know how much time has passed after everyone has finished everything. Song Ning looked up and saw that the sky had completely cleared up, and water droplets dripped down along the tile eaves, taking advantage of the quiet mountain to become more and more quiet.

He looked back, except for Yue Buqun who was meditating cross-legged, everyone who had bandaged their wounds had already lay down on the spot and began to rest.

It can be seen that everyone is very tired.

After killing the enemy and bandaging and treating the wounds this night, Song Ning didn't feel a little tired, so he walked to a tree not far away and rested against it.

In a daze, Song Ning fell asleep for an unknown amount of time, when he suddenly felt warm, as if something was covering him.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was Mrs. Shi Niangyue.

Mrs. Yue was carefully covering Song Ning with a stall, when she suddenly saw Song Ning open his eyes, a pair of piercing eyes looked at her, his face blushed immediately, he looked away, and said: "Ms. You catch a cold, you can sleep a little longer."

Song Ning really wanted to sleep for a while, so he nodded and continued to sleep.

Before going to sleep, he glanced at him, only himself was covered with a blanket, and he couldn't help thinking, Master Mistress is really kind to him...

At dawn, Song Ning woke up.

The blanket was still covering her.

He sat up and found that a group of Huashan disciples had started to move.

Yue Buqun and Mrs. Yue also finished their rest, stood up and looked at the corpses all over the ground together, talking about something.

"Ning'er, you're awake!"

Sensing Song Ning waking up, Madam Yue turned her head and looked at him.

Madam Yue's complexion has recovered a lot, but the injured leg seems to be inconvenient.

"Master, master wife!"

Song Ning walked up to the two of them and saluted.

Madam Yue looked at him with a delighted smile on her face.

Yue Buqun's face was a little dignified, and he said, "I didn't expect Zuo Lengchan to be so unscrupulous..."

"Yes!" Madam Yue sighed, "We have already left Mount Hua, but we still haven't avoided it. Fortunately, Ning'er was there last night, otherwise our Huashan faction would be expelled from the martial arts."

Yue Buqun still looked solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

Madam Yue asked, "What is Senior Brother thinking?"