After Junior Brother A Zhai goes down the mountain

Long Huayi looked at the opponent standing in the air.

The opponent seemed to be expected to break the game, so he stood on a high place, his sleeves flapping endlessly due to internal force.He snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a beam of sword light split through the roof and headed straight for the Sun residence.

The man in black whispered, "Master, are you chasing me?"

Long Huayi pointed to the warriors rushing out, and smiled: "You guys fix this mess first before you come back. I'll follow up with these Jianghu people first, and watch the excitement."

Sun House.

In the night, Sun Qi and a few people went around the perimeter heavily guarded by officers and soldiers, and landed in the courtyard.

"Patriarch, how could officers and soldiers come to the door?" An old elder walked forward tremblingly with the support of all the stewards.

Sun Qihe's eyes widened: "Why, the Fifth Prince didn't come?"

The elder sighed, "No. It's just that Sun Liu got the letter in a hurry and went out, and he was surrounded after a while."

Sun Liu was the steward who had already died in the hands of Yan Shanwei.Sun Qihe didn't understand now - he was tricked by the five princes.

The other party just said that they found those things and read them clearly...

After thinking about it, his face became ashen, and he called for a few capable stewards to invite the Great Elder, and then hurried to the underground secret room.

Outside, a large number of Jianghu people also rushed in, but they were blocked by officers and soldiers.

I don't know where it started, but before I knew it, someone actually shouted the saying "Tail down the Sun's mansion, promote my righteous way".There were also people whose relatives and friends died because of the Sun Mansion, and even begged for assistance from the government, only hoping that the Sun Mansion would get the punishment it deserved.

If possible, recover their bones and relics.

The soldiers got the order from the Fifth Prince, and they kept everyone out without saying a word.

Listening to the noisy voices outside, those who knew or didn't know inside could not help but tremble.

"What's going on... What's going on..." It's rare for the elder to be ignorant and not in control. Hearing the cries and righteous indignation outside, he leaned on his cane and wanted to open the door to explain.

Several disciples hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him back: "Fifth Elder, you can't open it!"

"Is there anything you can't open!" The Fifth Elder was also a hero who traveled around the rivers and lakes when he was young, "Sit upright, since there are people who suspect it, let's open the door and let them take a good look!"

"One mind at a time, what difficulties can't be overcome!" The fifth elder sternly said, "You juniors, what are you doing behind your back?"

Everyone seemed distressed and looked at each other in blank dismay.In the silence, the fifth elder's face gradually turned pale.

"Say." His old voice was finally a little tired, "What is the Patriarch hiding from this old man..."

Sun Qihe took a few able-bodied managers and walked quickly in the secret road.

They opened one cell after another, and Sun Qihe stepped into it, absorbing the internal energy of those dying Jianghu people who had been imprisoned in it, and feeling the full and active internal energy, he couldn't help laughing three times.

The steward with a wink at the back congratulated respectfully: "Congratulations to the master, you have practiced miraculously."

"It's still close." Sun Qihe's eyes were slightly scarlet because of the surge of internal energy, "Let's go to the last room."

Xin Lan had been dozing off against the corner of the wall while holding the banner, but was suddenly awakened by the strength on her shoulders.

"Sorry, did I scare you?"

Lin Yingshi held a candle and blinked at him: "Have you sent out all the brochures?"

Xin Lan lost her lens during the doze just now, squinted her eyes and nodded in confusion, "I've sent it out."

"Okay." Lin Yingshi rolled the people into a ball and pushed them into the corner, "Then remember to run faster later. You don't know martial arts, so remember to be safe."

Xin Lan was stuffed with a pair of lenses for no reason. After putting them on, she looked at the suddenly clear world and suddenly realized: "Brother Lin, why are you back?"

Lin Yingshi smiled and pointed outside.

Pei Lanqiu looked at the faint flames outside, and said in a hoarse voice, "Here we are."

Sun Qihe unlocked the lock, looked up and down the three people inside, and said with a smile: "It seems that one is enough."

With a wave of his hand, he grabbed Pei Lanqiu's disguised servant to his side: "Just this traitor... huh?"

He murmured in surprise: "How could...?"

Before he finished his sentence, he suddenly backed away hurriedly, Xin Lan threw a few thunderbolts from behind and exploded in the tunnel.

Taking advantage of the situation, Pei Lanqiu grabbed the back of Xin Lan's neck, scooped up her junior brother, and rushed outside.

After the smoke cleared, Sun Qihe's face was ferocious: "Chase!"

"A traitor whose lifespan is no more than seven days and who is poisoned by the holy religion... Humph."

Pei Lanqiu threw Xin Lan to a remote corner, beckoned him to hide, took out the hidden Flowing Fire Sword and threw it away: "Yingshi!"

Lin Yingshi's eyebrows stretched, and she patted the long sword handed by her senior brother. Under the moonlight, there was a clear cry, and the fire came out of its sheath, and the ancient characters shone with a sharp cold light.

"Do you know?"

Sun Qihe stepped out of the shadows with a gloomy expression.This exercise is so unique that it can accommodate so many different internal forces, and those who have practiced this exercise make him feel that he is omnipotent.

Right now, Lin Er has even practiced this exercise to the second level, so as long as he is added...

Without any hesitation, he picked up the sword and stabbed at the boy.

There was no smile on Lin Yingshi's lips either.With a flip of his wrist, the red long sword was like a hot flame, deftly leaping over the ultimate move step by step, and burning towards the opponent's chest.

Sun Qihe's expression was not good either.The seemingly inconspicuous young man is not only good at light work.

Sword, light, sword, shadow, you come and I went through a few moves, and retreated in a gap, he couldn't help but ruthlessly said: "How many weights have you practiced?"

Lin Yingshi turned around, not giving him a chance at all.When the long swords collided, Sun Qihe's sword even let out an unbearable shriek, which was so ear-piercing.

"you guess?"

The young man was dressed in burning red, and under the moonlight, he seemed to be a man in the moon or a guest in the mountains, as beautiful as a misty cloud.

With a flick of the long sword in his hand, after Qingyue's sword blew, Sun Qi and the precious sword broke into two pieces with a wailing sound.

Sun Qihe hated such young talents the most in his life.He snorted coldly, and a strange smoke suddenly burst out from his body.

The mist seemed dreamlike, captivating the mind.

This is a life-saving tool given to him by the elders of the Sun family in the Holy Church. It can charm the mind and escape without knowing it.

But at the moment, he must not fall short.Otherwise, if you return to the holy religion, you will only be punished.

Thinking of those men in black robes who disappeared in the Seven Star Building, Sun Qihe became ruthless, swallowed the antidote, and poured out all the doses.

Sure enough, the boy stopped moving, and the faint smile on his face was left in place.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took a pill to suppress the blood in his throat, and walked forward, trying to turn Lin Yingshi's internal strength into his own.

The internal strength of the young man is completely different from those who practiced before.His inner strength seemed to have the warmth of a spring day, and just sliding through the meridians seemed to be able to heal every trace of dark wounds.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Sun Qihe listened to the more and more obvious din outside, threw the pale-faced young man under him aside, slapped Pei Lanqiu, and ran outside.

Long Huayi mingled in the crowd, raised his head, just met the eyes of the person, and couldn't help frowning.

Sun Qihe's face was ferocious, his arms fluttered, he let out a loud drink, and the veins on his forehead popped out.He raised his hand and drew out his sword, a snow-like sword light condensed on the edge of his sword, and it would fall into the crowd below if it did not fall.

Suddenly the wind picked up.

The little black cat lay on the beam of the small courtyard, watching the petals being blown up by the breeze.Those delicate petals seemed to have vitality suddenly, and they slid gently over the kitten's fluffy ears, making the kitten purr lightly.

This gentle touch is really too similar to the strength of the lady, meow.

Unknowingly, those petals seemed to form a wave, gently sweeping towards the sword.They engulfed the flashing evil spirit and stopped Sun Qihe's sword for a moment.

Midday on the moon.

The next moment, the ferocious figure in midair trembled violently.

As if in the blink of an eye, the Patriarch of the Sun family seemed to be showing signs of becoming obsessed.But because of the barrier of the petals, his Qi was blocked for a moment, and the blood flowed backwards, gathered at his dantian, and exploded.

He let out a cry of surprise and fell from mid-air.In his darkened vision, he seemed to see Sun Mukai hugging the immobile puppet, silently turning his head around the corner.

It seems that there are petals of rain bamboo flowers sliding by.

The moon dipped into the flowing clouds, and the kitten on the roof kicked its little ears.