Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

After Qing Chenye finished speaking, everyone present gasped.Qing Shenye has always despised verbal disputes, but today he stabbed his friend Zhizong with a knife in his words.

Yan Xubai also doesn't want to talk nonsense with these people, whether it's Qing Shenye or Li Mingping, or those monks who follow the trend of justice.After all, it is all a wheel, but it is nothing more than that Fu Guilan has committed a heinous crime. Learning from his father and practicing sorcery, it is really a harm of Taoism, which must be eliminated today.

"Fortunately, Second Young Master Yan has already left, otherwise, if he sees Shen Ye like this, he doesn't know what he will think." Fu Guilan laughed in a low voice, only he and Yan Xubai could hear it.

When Yan Xubai heard this, he really didn't know how to respond, so he ignored it.

"What is Sect Master Yan doing? Are you planning to side with Fu Guilan?"

"It seems so. I heard that Sect Master Yan also stayed in the dojo for a while before, maybe he still has some friendship?"

"I think it's possible. Then Fu Guilan, it sounds nice to be kind to others, and now it's all exposed, and it must have started paving the way before."

"However, I also feel that the two of them have never been in contact. Maybe Yan Zongzhu has seen through it long ago? Now I don't know what happened, and suddenly appeared to protect him."

"You say that Fu Guilan's fate is really good. Every time he makes a mistake, someone will take care of him. First Han Feizhou, then Qing Shenye, and now Yan Xubai."

"Stop, don't look at what time, how to talk about everything."

The monks here started talking again, and Yan Xubai who was babbling was upset.

With displeasure on Yan Xubai's face, he said: "I don't need Qingzong to be in charge of my subordinates. The person who should take care of the family business is probably Qingzongzhu. Now that you are alone in Chize Water, how are you going? "

Feeling his hand being pinched again, Yan Xubai didn't even think about it, he knew it was Fu Guilan who asked him to say less.

"Hmph! Did Yan Xubai want to take him away today? Do you think you can do it?" Qing Shenye was provoked by these words, and pointed his halberd at Yan Xubai again.

Yan Xu said in his heart: "It's really annoying. Is Qing Chenye out of his mind? It's because the people in the dojo are out of their minds, and the Zhehua Road looks like this. The dozen or so elders in the dojo didn't come out to take care of it, they just watched ?"

"Sect Master Yan! Be careful!"

It was Qi Lian's voice, Yan Xubai turned around and searched for the source of the voice.But he didn't notice it at all, Fu Guilan suddenly half-knelt on the ground beside him, blood oozing from his chest.

"Stop talking nonsense! Subdue Yan Xubai first! Otherwise, when he joins forces with Fu Guilan, we won't be able to beat him."

Sure enough, it was Li Ming who relied on this guy.

Seeing that there is still a wave of spiritual energy flowing in his hand, he knows that it was him who attacked just now.Fu Guilan hit the air blade immediately for Yan Xubai, but he didn't expect to be able to injure him so badly.

"Don't do it, his air blade is poisonous." Fu Guilan whispered.

I saw Fu Guilan standing up with difficulty, without the steady light in his hand, but the sword formula replaced the pen, and a blood unicorn appeared in an instant, and landed in front of the two of them with a roar.When the surrounding monks saw that it was the Blood Painting God, they all took the magic weapon and backed away.

"Okay, Fu Guilan. Previously, Sect Master Pei said that you could no longer summon the painting god, so what is this now!" Li Pingming suddenly stood up, pointing at the blood painting god, and angrily said, "Everyone! Let's not call the painting god anymore!" Have compassion! This evil way is used to deceiving heaven and earth!"

"Sir..." Yan Xubai saw that the blood on his face was indifferent, and remembered that when he first arrived at Zhehua Road, his body was already covered with scars.

"Don't be afraid, everyone! Fu Guilan has been injured by my poisonous arrow, and he won't be able to move his spiritual energy for a while, and he won't be able to drive the painting god, everyone, don't be fooled by him!" Li Mingping shouted loudly, urging the surrounding monks to come up. front attack. "Let's take Yan Xubai down first, and then Fu Guilan will be ready to be killed!"

"I see who of you would dare!" I saw Yan Xubai swiping the long sword in his hand, and the green sword's body instantly surged with sword energy, and the cyclone-like sword air flow flew into the crowd, knocking many monks to the ground.

"Still trying to kill?" Yan Xubai looked at the messy monks all over the floor, and couldn't help but sneered, "Overestimating one's abilities."

Some monks began to shout: "Don't let them go! These two people are crazy, how dare they use sorcery blatantly!" The people around were so excited, they were all excited, and they began to draw their spiritual energy and turned them into air blade cyclones Hit them both.

Yan Xubai raised his hand for a while, and the mountain-breaking sword energy swept away the cyclone air blade coming from the pavement in an instant, and the two of them were not harmed at all.

"If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude." Yan Xubai threatened.

"If you want to fight, then fight, don't pretend to be there." Qing Shenye said suddenly, the pupils in his eyes were ignited with anger.

The Blood Painting God who had been standing by Yan Xubai's side all the time, was summoned by himself as Li Ming said, without moving at all.And Fu Guilan's complexion is getting worse and worse, even turning blue.

"How are you?" Yan Xubai asked in a low voice, supporting Fu Guilan with one hand and holding the long sword tightly with the other.

Fu Guilan shook his head and said, "Why are you doing this?"

Yan Xubai said: "Why? Naturally, I can't be angry with you, such a saint." While speaking, he raised his hand to form a barrier, and suddenly a dark green aura surrounded them, shining brightly, covering them like a layer of shining gemstone fragments .

"Fu Guilan can't make Xuehuashen, let's all go together! No matter how powerful Sect Master Yan is, he can't match so many of us." Li Mingping continued to encourage, and his words really had the courage of a strong man to cut his wrists.

"Master! Go quickly! The restriction behind Du Lujian can be broken through!" Qi Lian shouted in the crowd.

Looking back, I saw Qi Lian, a small one, running desperately to this side, but was stopped by the disciples of the dojo.

"Can dragon energy drive the painting god?" Yan Xubai asked.

Fu Guilan nodded, "Yes, dragon energy is animal energy, of course."

"it is good."

I saw Yan Xubai quickly formed a magic circle in the air, swiped his sword lightly, and turned around, the golden dragon energy was brought out from the magic circle, rushing towards the forehead of the blood painting god.

"Let's go." Yan Xubai said in a low voice, went to help Fu Guilan again, looked back at Qi Lian, and saw that he had been put on a sleeping spell by a disciple in the dojo, and he was leaning on one person's side safely.

Fu Guilan nodded, and walked towards Dulujian with the support of Yan Xubai.The Blood Painting God, whose forehead was dotted by the dragon spirit behind him, was extremely mighty in front of him, and with a few angry howls, the monks fell to the ground.

Qing Shenye wanted to break through the guards of the Blood Painting God from the side, but was blocked one by one. This place was guarded by it like an iron wall, and it was too difficult to break through.

Seeing the two of them walking farther and farther, Qing Shenye suddenly felt a surge of anger, Bi Yue's tip quickly gathered aura, and with a backhand strike, the aura directly passed over Xue Huashen and hit the two on the mountain road.

Yan Xubai felt the wave of spiritual energy, raised his hand to call, and a snow-white spirit horse appeared beside him, it was the auspicious yellow horse.It was too late to say that, just when the air mass was about to hit, the two of them turned on top of each other and left the mountain path.

The air mass hit the mountain path impartially, and the broken air flow stirred up a large amount of water mist at the Dulujian Waterfall.

Eyes drooping slightly, Yan Xubai rode on the back of a Jihuang horse, and when he saw the monks fighting with the Blood Painting God in Zhehua Road, he couldn't help feeling disgusted in his heart, and sneered unconsciously on his face.

"Sir, sit down." After finishing speaking, Yan Xubai pointed the long sword in his hand, and the restraint on the side of Dulu Jian Mountain split open.

Fu Guilan was shocked, and said in his mouth: "Your cultivation has reached such a level."

Hearing his praise, Yan Xubai was quite happy in his heart, he pulled the rein more cautiously in his hand, and the Jihuang horse flew away from the restraining crack in an even and smooth manner, without any bumps at all.

The two of them rode the Jihuang horse, but they didn't fly for a long time before they came down.It wasn't for any other reason, it was really because Fu Guilan was seriously injured, and passed out as soon as he got out of the restricted area of ​​Luozhao Mountain.Ji Huangma roared excitedly all the way smelling the smell of blood, if it wasn't for Yan Xubai's spiritual servant, he might have run to the mountain stream to find tigers and leopards to eat.

Coincidentally, the place where Yan Xubai and his entourage landed was at Ru Mountain, and not far away was Linru Town, which was within three or four miles of the foot of Luozhao Mountain.

Yan Xubai hid his good breath, and also hid Fu Guilan's breath, and put away the good luck horse.Everything is in order, the only thing left is to find a place where Fu Guilan can get rid of his poison.

Here in Rushan, it is adjacent to the cemetery in the western suburbs of Linru Town. Although there is some distance away, it is really too dark and ghostly, not suitable for healing at all.

Simply, just go to Linru Town to stay overnight, and save a lot of trouble.As for whether he will be met by those monks?So what if we meet, even with Fu Guilan on his back, he can escape.

In an ordinary wing room, it is very simple, and the tables, chairs and benches are the most common styles in the secular world.In such a small dilapidated house, the lights were still extremely dim, not bright at all.

"Sir, you are awake."

Yan Xubai sat on the side of the bed, holding a decoction in his hand, "Drink the water boiled by Wu Feren."

Fu Guilan felt bitter in his mouth, and there were still some soup and medicine stains on the front of his clothes, so he guessed that Yan Xubai had poured him a few bowls while he was asleep, waved his hand and said: "After years of practice, the poison can be eliminated with the circulation of the aura. This is unnecessary."

"Then sir, let's circulate the spirit energy by himself, and see if the sea of ​​energy can be stirred?" Yan Xubai put the soup and medicine on the desk, and said in a cold voice.

Look at this person who usually dresses in gorgeous clothes and treats others with a warm and gentle manner, now his eyes are black and white, his lips are pale, and he is obviously hurt so badly that there is no spring breeze.The blood-stained clothes on his body have been removed, and he is only wearing an inner jacket, which still has many broken holes.

"This suit is new, so I bought it back. You can no longer wear the original one." Yan Xubai got up and put a set of regular clothes on Fu Guilan's side, and pointed to the hanger next to him.

Fu Guilan looked along, and sure enough, the clothes of the Taoist elders were already in tatters, but when he lowered his head, he saw that his inner clothes belonged to the Taoist.

"Afraid of being disrespectful to my husband, I never changed my clothes for him." Yan Xubai turned his back, his cheeks flushed.Unconsciously, he recalled the scene when he cleaned Fu Guilan's wound last night and induced poison to heal his wounds.

The candlelight was flickering, Yan Xubai saw the sleeping person on the bed, his heart began to tremble inexplicably, when his fingers touched the warm clothes, his heart missed a beat.

Although he didn't see what was going on under the silk shirt, through these small cracks, Yan Xubai could still see his muscular body, it was not as white and smooth as white jade as imagined, with many scars on it.He cleaned up the blood from the wound through the cracks in his clothes, and quickly covered him with a quilt, regardless of whether he touched the wound or not.

Yan Xubai turned around to get the medicine pot on the table, it was the black fern he found in Rushan, and he asked the shopkeeper to boil the medicine after staying overnight.It was poured out of the medicine jar, and it was still warm, and the dense mist lingered in front of him for a long time.

Holding the medicine bowl, sitting on the side of the bed, seeing that the person is fast asleep, he must not be able to wake up and drink the medicine.However, although Li Mingping's poisonous arrows are not highly poisonous, they are the most unpleasant poisons that hinder the flow of aura.

Watching him breathing evenly, wiping off the blood on his face, his face was sickly pale under the candlelight, looking fragile and beautiful.

"Sir, if you knew what would happen to you today, would you still be like this?" Yan Xubai whispered, knowing that he would not wake up, and his words were not careful, "Hide your heart and mind for the best."

Yan Xubai held the medicine bowl in one hand, and stroked his face with the other, "Even Qing Shenye treats you like this, are you happy? Are you happy being a saint?"

Thinking about the situation in the dojo during the day, and seeing the person in front of him again, the emotions in his heart fluctuated again, and the Yingluo on his chest lit up again.

Yan Xubai's spiritual consciousness was restrained by the aura emanating from the dragon pattern Yingluo, and he forcibly calmed down his mind.This feeling is really bad, like piercing the heart with a bee needle.