After Junior Brother A Zhai goes down the mountain

Yang Mengqiu laughed strangely.

Although six points of his true spirit had been scattered, according to the information he received, the people at Fuyunding were still in Longdu, looking for a prescription to relieve Feihongying's strange symptoms.

This Fifth Master Long obeyed the emperor's order, and the people who followed him were naturally Yanshan Guards.

A mere Yanshanwei, even if he has only four points of true spirit, he is fearless!

When the matter was over, he went straight to Longdu to find that prescription!

Thinking up to this point, he sneered three times: "Your Highness, do you still remember the covenant with me?"

Long Huayuan thought to himself: It's really not easy to deceive the demons.Forget it, when I arrived at the imperial city, this king became the lord of Dragon City, so I can naturally get rid of this person!

He said: "Of course I remember! I also hope that Master Yang will do it as soon as possible!"

Long Huayi closed the file with a serious expression: "Long Huayuan, are you really joining forces with this person? Do you still have the face of the royal family?"

Long Huayuan also threw away his usual politeness, and completely torn face with this fifth younger brother.He loudly complained about the injustice of the emperor, and accused the royal family of the Dragon Dynasty of adoring martial arts.Suddenly, a bright sword light broke through the poisonous wind guarding them. Long Huayuan was startled by the sword light, his legs softened and he sat on the ground, dripping with cold sweat.

Yang Mengqiu's original weird smile also subsided.

"Little bastard on the top of the cloud..." He licked the corners of his lips, and when he stared at Lin Ying closely, there were tears of blood in the corners of his eyes.

Yang Mengqiu wiped away the bloodstains, his face suddenly became grim.He greedily looked at Lin Yingshi's young and flexible body: "Since you sent it to your door, then I won't be polite..."

Yang Mengqiu said with a sinister smile: "This seat can be regarded as your patriarch, how about this, you give me this body, and this seat will let you enjoy all the glory, wealth, and power, how about it?"

What responded to him was a sharp hiss of Liuhuo.

Although Lin Yingshi only had six strengths at this time, his figure was still light and graceful, and in the gust of wind that was blowing again, he was like a feihong coming on the wind, and the bright long sword changed with his wrist , fought with that iron fan several times.

Suddenly, the gust of wind was filled with red light, and Yang Mengqiu sent out the fire poison all at once, heading straight for the boy.

Yang Mengqiu's eyes were filled with scarlet.Every palm and every flap carried a scorching poisonous light, which was easily avoided by Lin Yingshi.His body seemed to be gradually strengthened with the release of internal force. The scars that Liuhuo could easily cut out now seemed to be cut on gold and iron, making it difficult to destroy this body.

Lin Yingshi made a feint, picked up his iron fan, spread her arms and retreated repeatedly, stopping on a high treetop.

The young man gently wiped away the blood winding down from the corner of his mouth, and stared at Yang Mengqiu below.Seeing that he was injured and smelling the blood, the other party's eyes became even more frenzied.

"This smell..." He looked almost crazy, "You are that baby back then!"

"It's actually grown so big." Yang Mengqiu laughed several times, "You were originally the container that the high priest cultivated for me, so God helped me!"

Lin Qinghe's eyes froze, he flew down, and slashed with all his strength, Sigui was covered with icy light under the moonlight.

A flash of panic flashed in Yang Mengqiu's eyes, and he danced a shield light with his poisonous fan.

He didn't know that Lin Qinghe had lost most of his internal strength at this time, but seeing that he had removed the mysterious ice seal from his hands, he couldn't help but secretly wondered about his chances of winning against the opponent.

Originally, the true spirit was very present, and he was more than able to deal with Lin Qinghe who had not been unsealed.

However nowadays...

Yang Mengqiu fought with Lin Qinghe for a few rounds, broke the ice on the fan, and glanced at the roof in a moment, his pupils shrank.

Yun Lanqiu is here too!

These few people...why did they appear here? !

He gritted his teeth fiercely, threw off the eldest prince and other officials curled up behind him, turned his head and walked away, rushing towards the cliff outside the city.

It is where the main force of the demon sect is secretly stationed, and the high priest and guardians are all there.

Yun Lanqiu, who is the most threatening, and himself are both true spirits, and they cannot withstand excessive consumption, otherwise they will disappear; Lin Qinghe broke the seal, and he will not live long; .

——These three people couldn't stand the tug-of-war.

Just lead people to the cliff...

As he ran away quickly, he thought viciously in his heart.

Lin Qinghe and Lin Yingshi looked at each other, and they quickly caught up.After the two of them had run away, Yun Lanqiu from the roof slowly floated down and faced Long Huayuan.

When Long Huayuan saw the national teacher standing in front of him who he had only seen in the painting, he fainted from fright.Long Huayi ordered his hidden guards to tie up the frightened officials one by one, and then asked curiously, "Aren't you going to catch up?"

Yun Lanqiu: "Of course I have to chase."

Long Huayi: "Do you need me to prepare your horse?"

Yun Lanqiu: "No, I'll go later."

...Because apprentices and disciples keep me here.Yun Lanqiu thought.

But as the oldest master, how can I listen to you.

...will go later.Otherwise, he will be hated by his disciples and grandchildren.

Ugh.

Today's Yun Guoshi is also very wronged.

Yang Mengqiu fled under the moonlight.

He walked through the thicket of trees and came to the cliff.Originally, what he saw when he pushed aside the bushes should be the heavily guarded Demon Cult garrison.However, there was no sound in the resident, only the mountain birds startled by his footsteps were shouting loudly.

He walked into the camp and found the congregation lying on the ground.Some are still dying, while others have already met their "God".Yang Mengqiu's heart was shaken, he performed lightness kung fu, and stood on a high place in the camp.

"High priest! Dharma protector! Come out quickly and help me!"

He yelled loudly, but it only scared the crickets in the nearby bushes.

The frightened cricket stopped for a moment, and then sang louder.

Yang Mengqiu was extremely angry, and a poisonous wind blew out, cutting off the flags and streamers of the camp.

"What about people!"

"He was on the road to the Yanshan Guard Prison."

Holding a long knife in one hand and a half-dead old man in the other, Long Jiu led the Yanshan guards and appeared in front of him.

Yang Mengqiu opened his eyes wide, and a trace of understanding and resentment flashed in his scarlet eyes: "So it is, so it is...Dian Xing Mountain, it is Dian Xing Mountain!"

Yang Mengqiu laughed wildly a few times: "It's so true to deduce the secrets and see the future... The eyes of the owner of Dianxing Mountain may have been destroyed!

He smiled strangely at the half-dead little old man: "High Priest, I said before you that those people can't stay!"

However, the high priest has long since heard of Yang Mengqiu's madness.Long Jiu said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I just grabbed it with a strong hand, but I didn't expect to pass out."

Yang Mengqiu sternly said, "I'll kill you—"

A palm wind containing fire poison went towards Long Jiu, and another sword light as cold as the cold moon and sword light wrapped in flowing fire whizzed over, freezing and shattering the palm wind.

Taking advantage of the situation, Long Jiu rolled away, took the High Priest of the Demon Sect with him, and nodded to the master and apprentice knowingly, and led a group of Yanshanwei soldiers back quietly.

Lin Yingshi's figure appeared in front of the leader of the Demon Cult, and Yang Mengqiu's scarlet eyes shone coldly.He laughed strangely, and the poisonous light in his hand was even stronger. There seemed to be a whirlpool-like airflow in his dantian, constantly absorbing things from those congregants.

Blood-red rays of light gathered together, and Yang Mengqiu had a strange smile on his face.

Lin Yingshi frowned: "Master...I've seen this before."

To cut a long story short, he told Lin Qinghe about the situation of the Patriarch of the Sun Family in Seven Star City.Lin Qinghe pondered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid not."

He looked at Yang Mengqiu, who had almost become a blood man: "I'm afraid he just wanted to use this power to blew himself up."

Lin Yingshi's eyes widened: "Then he is ruined?"

Lin Qinghe frowned and shook his head.

"What is he thinking?" Lin Qinghe nailed Sigui to the ground, firmly grasping the boy's hand, "Be careful, don't leave Master."

Lin Yingshi nodded.

But that continuous suction seems to be entangled with Lin Yingshi.The boy let out an exclamation, only felt a pain in his wrist, and was forced to let go of his hand involuntarily.

Lin Qinghe was startled: "Yingshi!"

Lin Yingshi flicked her wrist, and quickly turned around in those weird vortices, swung the long sword without any internal energy, and blocked Yang Mengqiu's outstretched hand.

The boy shrank his pupils, quickly slashed a few swords, and used the recoil to briefly distance himself from the person.There was a sound of running fire, and Lin Yingshi stood where she was, staring intently at the crazy person in front of her.

There was poison in his claws just now...

Lin Yingshi slowly caressed the wound on her neck, feeling dizzy.

Strange, this bit of poison shouldn't be...

He thought in a daze that Yang Mengqiu's paws seemed to be full of bleeding wounds just now.The boy raised his sword tremblingly, and walked slowly towards the body that was left in place with its head hanging down. He secretly said sorry, and kicked the person off the cliff with all his strength.

There was a loud explosion of internal force.

Lin Qinghe was left outside, and seeing the strong wind slowly dissipate, only Lin Yingshi was left standing on the spot leaning on the running fire, with her head lowered, with an unsure expression on her face.

"Little Yingshi!"

Lin Qinghe hurriedly wanted to run forward, but was stopped by a white sleeve.

Lin Qinghe was puzzled: "Master?"

Yun Lanqiu shook her head at him: "Don't go there."

Lin Qinghe looked at the motionless apprentice suspiciously. Suddenly, the boy raised his head, slowly raised his lips, and showed him a strange smile.

Lin Qinghe's wrists trembled: "Yingshi..."

"Lin Yingshi", it is better to say that Yang Mengqiu twisted his wrist, and there was a hint of strangeness and strangeness on his originally pure face: "It is indeed a 'container' cultivated by the high priest. With him, this You don't have to count on those ineffective bloodlines...Speaking of which, I would like to thank you for raising him so well."

When he moved his wrist, Liu Huo stayed where he was and screamed angrily, unwilling to respond to his call.Yang Mengqiu let out a "huh": "Is this body actually so weak?"

"Forget it." Yang Mengqiu smiled, with fanaticism in his eyes, "It doesn't matter... Anyway, you can't do anything."

"This kid's true spirit is still there." Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were crooked with a smile, and there was an evil look at the end of the eyes, "Killing me is killing him."

When Pei Lanqiu rushed to the bottom of the cliff, he felt a shock in his heart.

Behind him, the master of Dianxing Mountain rubbed his back and complained in a low voice: "Don't worry little baby, your junior brother will definitely save the day..."

Pei Lanqiu said in a shy voice, "Turning danger into safety? Is Yingshi in danger... No wonder."

He looked at Hanyue on the cliff, listened to the rambling of the mountain master behind him, clenched the puppet string wrapped in his hand, and ran up the cliff.