On the halfway up the hillside of Guangmingding, a ragged boy was quickly climbing towards the top of the mountain.

However, this young man's face was rosy, his temples were bulging, and his whole body exuded a scorching aura like a little sun. It seemed that his internal strength was definitely not low.

"The six sects have all reached the foot of the mountain. I have to hurry up. My parents are gone, so I can't let grandpa get into trouble anymore." The young man muttered.

"Haha, young master, what are you doing alone in this barren mountain!" Just as the young man finished muttering, a figure flashed past him.

"Senior, are you a master of Mingjiao? If so, please show up and see."

"No way, hahaha" The figure appeared behind the boy again.

"Senior, I'm here to tell you something important..." the boy shouted.

What's the matter, the location of the Mingjiao General Altar is too far away. Although the Fengshui here is good, it is the place of Longxing in the photo book, but the road is too bad.

They are all trails, some places don’t even have trails, they are all cliffs.

In this kind of place, there is no problem for those who come and go from high to high, and they can also exercise their leg strength.But for someone like me who has deep inner strength but is not good at light-hearted tactics, it is really unfriendly.

"You said you have something important, so tell me, I'm a member of Mingjiao, just tell me." Hearing what the young man said, the visitor tilted his body and almost fell down.

The person who came was Bu Dai Monk, one of the five members of the Ming Sect.Before Li Hao told him that there was a conspiracy in Wudang, he still doubted it, but now there really is a young man who went up the mountain to find someone.

"I, my name is Zeng Aniu. I have something important to inform your teaching protector, Mr. Yin Tianzheng, the white-browed eagle king." The young man is Zhang Wuji, the only son of Zhang Cuishan of Wudang and Yin Susu of Tianying School. The sect besieged Guangmingding, and he was worried about his grandfather's safety, so he risked his life to help.

"You are really Zeng Niu." Unexpectedly, his face turned dark, and he actually met the little thief that Li Hao said.If you dare to come, if you can't say it, you dare to kill you.

"Yes, I am Zeng A Niu." Zhang Wuji didn't know that his details had been exposed long ago, and he was still thinking of using a fake name to deceive people.

"It was you, Zeng Aniu, who were caught." His tone was flat, without hesitation, he put a cloth bag over his head, and put Zhang Wuji inside.

"What are you doing, let me go." Zhang Wuji was shocked.No wonder the Ming Cult is called the Demon Cult, and it seems there is a reason for it.

These people are too dishonest to do things. They came to help themselves, but this guy tied himself up without saying a few words.

"Shut up." Unexpectedly, he stretched out his fingers, and counted on Zhang Wuji's body through the cloth bag, and the people inside the bag became quiet instantly.

"No, Mr. Li seems to have said that this guy can reverse the method of meridians. Damn, in order to plot against the Eagle King, Wudang has spent all his money, and such a young genius has been sent here to die." Unconsciously, he cursed inwardly, unconsciously Pressed hard on Zhang Wuji's big acupoints a few times.

Li Hao told some unspeakable little secrets about Zhang Wuji in a very low voice before, and also taught him a little trick of acupoint acupuncture, which is the method of autocratic meridian reversal, which is a secret in Sunflower acupuncture.

In order to deal with Zhang Wuji, Li Hao has spent all his money.I can't bear the fact that my child can't catch a wolf, and I can't bear that my daughter-in-law can't catch a hooligan.Cast the net widely to catch more fish.

"Huh, why is there blood here?" Maybe just as Zhang Wuji was about to leave, he found a puddle of blood on the big rock beside him, and there were a few pieces of black cloth that were hung torn by the stone.

"Hehe, Wei Bat King, what's the matter with you." Unexpectedly, he jumped off the big rock and found Wei Yixiao, whose eyebrows were frosted under the rock, and couldn't help but sarcastically said.

There are small groups in every class in Mingjiao, the relationship between the five scattered people and the four guardian kings, and the left and right envoys is not good.

"Cold, blood..." Wei Yixiao is now suffering from the cold poison in his body, and all his internal energy has been frozen. If no one comes to help him, he can freeze himself to death.

"I caught a Jianxi sent by Wudang here, if you don't mind..." Unable to say, he opened the bag, revealing Zhang Wuji's head.

"Beggar...boy...smelly of blood...I want...little girl...of Emei disciples...smell of blood." Who is Wei Yixiao?

"Whether you like to eat or not, what time is it now, you are still picky eaters, I won't serve you anymore." Wei Yi was almost offended by a smile.

What kind of person is this? People are turning into ice cubes. They are still picky and picky, and they want little girls, and the little girls want Emei.

"Save...save me..." Wei Yixiao said tremblingly.

"Just this one, whether you like it or not." It's impossible to put Zhang Wuji's neck next to Wei Yixiao's mouth.

"Dirty... smelly... help me... wipe it off." Wei Yixiao still loves to be clean.

"You're a dead bat, you're so fastidious even when you're almost dead." Wei Yi couldn't help laughing.

From the bag, he took out a pair of socks that had been replaced last night and hadn't been washed for more than a month, and pretended to rub them on Zhang Wuji's neck several times.

As for Zhang Wuji, he was in a dazed state the whole time.I'm here to help fight, not to donate blood!

It's just that no matter how Zhang Wuji shouted in his heart, he might not be able to hear Wei Yixiao.

"Crack..." Wei Yixiao finally let go of his dignity, exerted all his strength, and bit Zhang Wuji's neck.

Zhang Wuji wanted to struggle, but the acupoints in his body were restricted, so he couldn't lift any strength at all.With the loss of blood, Zhang Wuji closed his eyes helplessly.

It's a pity that I have practiced the Nine Suns Magic Kungfu for several years in the cave by myself, and it has been hung up in the hands of my grandfather's colleagues before I can show my power at the Bright Summit.

"Hey, where was this kid caught? The blood smells so weird, it smells like salted fish." Wei Yixiao said, licking his tongue.

Although the taste is weird, but the effect is not bad.There is a lot of masculinity in the blood, which has a great effect on alleviating one's cold poison.This time I sucked enough, I guess I can last for a while.

"Hehe, I caught it by the sea." Unable to say, he stuffed his socks back into the bag, and smiled awkwardly.

"No, we have to go back quickly. Wudang wants someone to pretend to be the grandson of the Eagle King to plot against him." Wei Yixiao suddenly remembered something, and immediately stood up and said.

"Wudang..." After looking at Zhang Wuji's corpse on the ground, he slapped him to pieces.

Wudang, do you really think that there is no one in my holy religion? How dare you call the younger generation over to assassinate the Eagle King? I will let you come and go.

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