After Junior Brother A Zhai goes down the mountain

Long Huayi was originally investigating cases near Qingshui Bridge.At this moment, he was surrounded by crying, but he couldn't walk yet, and he was one head and two big.

"Wuwu fifth brother, I finally found you...it's really scary..." The little girl put her arms around Long Huayi's waist and cried miserably.

This little girl is none other than Long Huayi's biological sister who slipped out to see flowers.

Long Youying hugged Fifth Brother's waist, crying miserably: "Fifth Brother, I'm afraid..."

Long Huayi was most afraid of his mother and younger sister crying in his life, so he was in a hurry to comfort him, and when his sister stopped twitching with red cat eyes, he said helplessly: "Didn't Dad not let you come out? Look at Seventh Sister. How nice!"

"You don't tell me and Seventh Sister! We have grown up, and we can help you too!" Long Youying snorted, "Because Seventh Sister ran slowly, Dad took her back!"

Long Huayi: ...

Fifth Master Long was angry: "Is it reasonable?!"

Long Youying whimpered and wanted to cry again, Long Huayi had no choice but to put on a gentle smile: "Okay, good brother, good sister, tell fifth brother, what's going on?"

Long Youying trembled all over, and wanted to cry again.

The hidden guard next to her had no choice but to come forward to rescue her master, unexpectedly, Long Youying waved her hand, her face was crying like pear blossoms, thinking of the scene she just saw, she was still terrified, but she still endured it. Afraid to recall with my brother.

"Father said that my seventh sister and I can't go to the Martial Arts Ceremony for the time being because it's dangerous, so the two of us asked the mother who came home from leave to tell us about it." Long Youying said, "The mother said that there are monsters making trouble, but the fifth brother He was wise and mighty, and drove people away."

Long Wuye, who accidentally let go of the leader of the Demon Cult just now, has a guilty conscience.

"After we finished listening, the nanny told us the story of the white shadow at the Huachao Festival." Long Youying shivered, "the nanny said that she just came home that day, and she passed by here and saw the white shadow. ... woo."

Long Huayi hugged his sister distressedly, Long Youying gained courage, rubbed her eyes and continued: "She is close, so she can see clearly. It is said that the white shadow is wearing a robe with cloud shadow and flowing pattern, holding a A shadow like a sword, without legs, floating on the river... and a golden cloud on its forehead, just like a fairy."

"But when he looked over, Mammy said, it was like there were tens of thousands of swords, and they pierced her hard. Well, it's so scary..."

Long Huayi listened patiently at first, but then he became more and more confused as he listened: "Did Madam read too many stories?"

Long Youying trembled and said: "At the beginning I also listened to the story, but, but, the seventh sister has a very good memory, she didn't speak after listening, and turned to ask the emperor for the portrait of the national teacher, the mother said , the shadow she saw that day was the national teacher!"

Long Youying trembled all over: "When I came here just now, I saw it too...it's over there, going over there."

Long Huayi looked in the direction his sister pointed, and the shadowy figure of Duanjin Building flickered under the lamp.His back felt cold, he didn't know what to grasp in his heart, he turned his head suddenly: "Long Jiu!"

Long Jiu appeared behind him silently.

"You find some brothers to find my father, and let my father go to the tomb of the national teacher to see if he is still there. I remember that the national teacher was buried in a black ice coffin, which can protect the body from decay." Long Huayi said Hurry up, "If you go back to Duanjin Tower in person, something may have happened to Senior Lin... You must hurry!"

When the gold and iron collided, Lin Qinghe retreated quickly.

He straightened up and looked up at the other party, with a smile in his eyes, but there seemed to be snow on the top of the cloud-covered mountain in his words: "Is my master's body still working?"

Another person said indifferently: "The number one in the world is naturally easy to use."

He stepped out of the ice, every step seemed to be in the wind, without a sound.

Lin Qinghe gently wiped away the ice from Sigui's sword, and the smile didn't reach his eyes: "When did you steal it?"

Yang Mengqiu wore Yun Lanqiu's shell, with madness in his eyes: "Guess?"

He laughed three times, and suddenly turned around to block with his sword, and the flowing fire let out a clang, and the ancient characters on it seemed to be quenched with blood.

Lin Yingshi's eyes were poisonous, even in the dark, she quickly noticed something was wrong.The young man has perfect control over Fei Hongying's footwork. Although he is not as good as the once famous Master of the Long Dynasty, he is more than enough to deal with this impostor in front of him.

Lin Yingshi's figure was ghostly, after a few vain attempts, she flew back behind her master.

"Master, there is a delay in his actions." Lin Yingshi said softly, "It seems that he has not fully controlled it, and there are many gaps."

Lin Qinghe sneered: "Naturally. Even if your master is dead, you still have to leave some unhappiness for those thieves."

Yang Mengqiu rolled his eyes.

After he escaped from the secret prison, he sent the eldest prince back to the advanced main altar, and even wanted to use him as a threat to make a deal with the Wen family.It's just that his true spirit was too domineering, and the subordinate was overwhelmed, so he had no choice but to use his trump card to release Yun Lanqiu in advance.

He occupied this body, and then felt unprecedented carefree.Although Yun Lanqiu also died because of Fei Hongying, but there is still internal force hidden in his body after death.As long as you find what that person left behind, you will be able to return to the top... Even if this body is not suitable for taking away, it will be difficult for Yun Lanqiu to exert the seven points of his strength before his death-but the national teacher It is the national teacher, even seven points of strength are enough.

But in the words of this brat now, it seems that Yun Lanqiu has set something for himself... There was a hint of cunning on his pale face: "Little brat, don't try to cheat me."

Lin Qinghe said disgustedly: "Don't use my master's face to make such an expression."

Lin Qinghe's sleeves bulged, and the icy sword energy from the same vein as Yun Lanqiu lingered around him.At this moment, only killing intent remained in his pair of peach blossom eyes that were used to laughing, and Sigui faintly let out a low cry of anger. Liuhuo and Sanchun were affected, and the long sword Hongyan in Yang Mengqiu's hand also let out a long and angry howl.

Yang Mengqiu's face changed, and he swung the sword in his hand to the side, and the snow-colored long sword was thrown aside.

Lin Yingshi's complexion changed, and she flew over there like a cloud of smoke, hugged the wild goose in her arms, and carefully put it aside.There were bloodstains on the snow-colored long sword that could not be erased, but it was not ghostly, and it added a touch of sadness and desolation.

Lin Yingshi patted Master Zu's sword sadly, and the hilt of Hongyan's sword trembled slightly and hummed.

He had read the master's handbook.The blood on the swan geese is because the master used to guard the frontier with a sword for ten years, and the snow-colored sword edge was covered with red plum-like blood at the end, which never faded.

There was anger in Lin Yingshi's eyes, standing together with his master, two identical icy internal forces intertwined, but one was cold and the other was warm.

Sigui and Liuhuo, wrapped in frosty wind and snow, cut towards the person in front of them together.

Yang Mengqiu snorted coldly, took out the poisonous fan from his sleeve, his eyes turned red due to poisoning skills, and looked like he was going crazy: "You all use swords in this lineage, you must be the descendants of my foolish brother."

"It's just... you all have to die here today!"

His tone was already a little weird like ordinary people, and with a wave of his hand, the internal force that originally belonged to Yun Lanqiu suddenly turned into a strange color, and the silver-white sword energy hovered on the poison fan, with an unpredictable red color Light.

He looked at those internal energies—these icy qi energies had been on the rampage since he took possession of this body, almost cutting off all the fragile meridians of this body, making it difficult to control.But at this time, these unruly internal forces were finally put to use gradually, so Yang Mengqiu, who was on the verge of madness, laughed a few times, raised his poisonous fan, and attacked Lin Qinghe with his flying shadow.

Lin Qinghe fought with him for several rounds, and the wide sleeves of his robe were rolled up by the air currents of the collision of two internal forces, revealing a pair of arms tightly wrapped in black ice.

Lin Qinghe's self-proclaimed five-success power was originally comparable to Yang Mengqiu's, but the more icy internal energy was swallowed by those treacherous red lights, the more violent Yang Mengqiu's offensive became, and it actually made him hurt Lin Qinghe, The intense toxin entered from the wound, causing Lin Qinghe to pause slightly.

With his eyes fixed, he took advantage of the cold to freeze the wound and took the medicine.During these few breaths while he adjusted his breath, Yang Mengqiu was entangled by Lin Yingshi and couldn't get away, so he roared a few times.What his little apprentice is best at is the treacherous and lingering swordsmanship like clouds and smoke, which can't be broken without breaking, which made Yang Mengqiu, who was already teetering on the edge of reason, even more anxious.

Lin Yingshi's eyes turned red: Master...

He gritted his teeth, knowing that if his hands were soft, the body of his master would be used by this villain.As a result, he turned his sword posture, and the tip of the flowing sword streaked across the air like a cloud-like illusory sword posture, attacking people in a mighty way.Yang Mengqiu's rationality finally broke, he drove this stiff body angrily, and a poisonous fan crazily attacked those overwhelming sword shadows, but it was all in vain.

"You have been searching so hard for so many years, and you have harmed countless people." Lin Yingshi's voice sounded coldly around him, like smoke and illusion, completely engulfing people in Qinghong Zhaoying's aura, "What you saw Swords are all illusory, what you are looking for is nothing more than a mirror image?"

Yang Mengqiu's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and kept fighting back: "Damn you brat..."

"Yingshi be careful!" Lin Qinghe flicked his long sword.

Lin Yingshi's eyes froze, and in the ever-changing sword shadow, a sword light wrapped in flames suddenly appeared.It was as hot as fire in the wind, blazing through Yang Mengqiu's chest, but left a thick layer of frost and snow on the wound.

Lin Qinghe raised his long sword, made a false move, and a ray of sword light slashed out, cutting off the poisonous fan as hard as gold and stone!

Yang Mengqiu let out an inhuman roar.He pushed his palm flat, and there was a faint purplish red light in that palm, and he was about to attack Lin Qinghe who was retreating again and again.

Pei Lanqiu tightly grasped the angrily buzzing Sanchun Sword with his fingers: "Master, be careful! There is fire poison in that palm!"

Before he finished speaking, he was like a bird treading snow when he was a bird, and his figure lightly caught his master.And Lin Qinghe was swept by the palm wind, although he was not poisoned, he was injured by the shock.

Lin Yingshi's eyes turned red: "Master!"

Lin Qinghe smiled: "Master is fine."

However, Yang Mengqiu has gone crazy.After he slapped, Jie Jie laughed strangely, took out a medicine bottle, and poured out a few small pills that shone with black light, his arms were beating and his veins were tensing.

Pei Lanqiu's pupils shrank slightly: "Master! Yingshi! Get out of the way!"

Lin Yingshi reacted quickly enough, but not fast enough.

Behind him, Yang Mengqiu clasped his palms together, couldn't help laughing strangely, completely ignoring the collapse of his body, and struck out several palms one after another.

Close at hand.

Suddenly everything seemed to freeze, and Pei Lanqiu, who got up, was frozen in place with a palm on his shoulder, and there was nothing there.

"Don't panic."