Drunk into late autumn for you

When Ge Shu and his two came to the Luozhao Garden after hearing the news, night had already fallen, and a few bright red lanterns were lit under the eaves, illuminating the faces of everyone in the garden, alternating light and dark.

The two of them didn't know what was going on at first, but after hearing He Fanghuan's confession, their expressions changed.

Among the disciples of the three senior brothers, Shu Shanlei always valued Mo Zuiqiu, who was extremely enlightened, and asked Guan Shanyu in disbelief, "Senior Brother Guan, is Fang Huan telling the truth?"

Guan Shanyu's face was pale, and he kept his mouth tightly shut.

But Mo Zuiqiu said in a low voice: "All disasters are caused by me, Zuiqiu will make Broken Sword Xiaozhu quiet." He turned to Guan Shanyu, kowtowed three times respectfully, stood up with all his strength, swayed to Luozhao walked outside the garden.

"Stop!" A low shout suddenly came from behind Mo Zuiqiu, but it was not the voice of the person he was secretly expecting.

Ge Shanfeng's face with square Chinese characters was expressionless, and he asked coldly, "Mo Zuiqiu, what is the first rule of Xiaozhu Zhuang? Tell everyone."

Mo Zuiqiu's footsteps stopped suddenly, his hands were clenched and loosened in his sleeves, and he said shyly: "Every small builder is strictly forbidden to steal..."

"How should the offenders be dealt with?" Ge Shanfeng insisted.

Mo Zuiqiu turned his back to the crowd, gritted his teeth, and finally smiled miserably, untied the saber on his waist, turned the hilt upside down, and turned his body to the mountain wind.

Ge Shanfeng shook off the scabbard lightly, turned his wrist and raised the sword, as fast as lightning, and went straight to Mo Zuiqiu's right hand.The scarlet splash of blood instantly stained the soil where Mo Zuiqiu was standing.

That sword cut off the tendons in Mo Zuiqiu's right wrist.

Mo Zuiqiu's face had completely lost its color, but he still forced himself to straighten his back, because the punishment was not over yet.Duanjian Xiaozhu cut off the tendons of the hands and feet of those who violated the first rule of the village, recovered their martial arts, and expelled them from the sect.

The bloody sword tip moved to Mo Zuiqiu's left hand.

Ge Shanfeng was about to strike when Guan Shanyu, who had been sitting on the stone bench dumbfounded, suddenly jumped up and grabbed the sword in Ge Shanfeng's hand.

"Junior Brother Guan, you—" Ge Shanfeng was surprised, but saw Guan Shanyu swiping his sword across Mo Zuiqiu's left wrist, and blood gushed out instantly, soaking Mo Zuiqiu's left sleeve.

Mo Zuiqiu's lips moved twice, unable to resist the dizziness of massive blood loss, he fell down and was supported by Guan Shanyuji's outstretched hand.

The man threw away his sword, hugged Mo Zuiqiu tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Senior Brother Ge, it's the father's fault if you don't raise him or not, and the teacher's laziness in teaching. Zuiqiu made a big mistake. I did it too. Master didn’t teach him well. If you really want to be punished, I should be punished too. Breaking his tendons in both hands is enough. If Brother Ge still wants to execute, pick my tendons.”

Ge Shanfeng and Shu Shanlei looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.No one in Xiaozhuzuo knows better than the two of them how much Guan Shanyu loves Mo Zuiqiu.

Mo Zuiqiu's parents were a pair of heroes Guan Shanyu met when he was young when he wandered the rivers and lakes, and both were killed by his enemies.Guan Shanyu only had time to rescue the newborn baby, but could not save Mo Zuiqiu's parents.Over the years, Guan Shanyu has always been brooding and guilty, and has spent almost all his thoughts on raising Mo Zuiqiu.

Severing the tendons in Mo Zuiqiu's left wrist with his own hands, Guan Shanyu felt no less pain in his heart than Mo Zuiqiu.

Ge Shu and the two didn't want to provoke Guan Shanyu any more, so they kept silent. After waiting for a while, they saw that Guan Shanyu was still hugging Mo Zuiqiu, who had fainted, and refused to let go.

Ge Shanfeng sighed and said: "Junior Brother Guan, let Dr. Cui come and bandage Zuiqiu's wound first. Wait until he can move around tomorrow, then tell him to leave Broken Sword Xiaozhu."

He has always been ruthless in law enforcement, but in the face of the distraught Guan Shanyu, he really can't continue to execute Mo Zuiqiu, not to mention that everyone present knows that Mo Zuiqiu will only die when he leaves Broken Sword Xiaozhu tomorrow.

"Aren't you going to invite Dr. Cui?" Shu Shanlei urged He Fanghuan.

The muscles at the corners of He Fanghuan's mouth twitched, but he walked out of Luozhao Garden without saying anything.

Ge Shanfeng wanted to comfort Guan Shanyu a few more words, but Shu Shanlei shook his hand secretly at him, and the two left hand in hand.

Mo Zuiqiu had several nightmares while in a coma, and was finally awakened by bursts of severe pain coming from the wound.He opened his sweaty eyelids and returned to his bedroom in the dim light.

The veins of both hands were tightly bandaged, and he only looked away before looking away. What was shaking repeatedly in front of his eyes was the sword that Guan Shanyu swung before.

Master, he must be very disappointed in him, so he personally tortured him... That's good, after he died under the sword of the person who worshiped the gods, the master would not be too sad for him, a bad boy.

Mo Zuiqiu wanted to laugh, but only a few hoarse choked sobs were squeezed out of his throat.

The window paper gradually reveals a lonely bluish white, a harbinger of dawn.

Mo Zuiqiu knew that his life was coming to an end with the arrival of a new day.He slowly sat up straight from the bed.

The door of the room opened suddenly, and Guan Shanyu walked in slowly, still holding clean clothes in his hand.

The man's eye sockets were full of blue shadows, apparently he hadn't slept all night.He walked up to Mo Zuiqiu, without saying a word, took off the blood-stained farm clothes for Mo Zuiqiu, and put on new clothes.

Mo Zuiqiu sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, letting Guan Shanyu be at his mercy.Recalling that when I was a child, I dressed and combed my hair, Guan Shanyu did it all by himself, just like the gentleness now, suddenly my heart ached like lines, and after calling Master, my nose was sour, and I couldn't speak anymore.

Guan Shanyu still remained silent, straightened his waist after fastening Mo Zuiqiu's clothes, and suddenly stretched out his fingers quickly, sealing Mo Zuiqiu's dumb acupoint.

Mo Zuiqiu asked in astonishment, "Tanzhong" and "Qihai" two key acupoints became numb and were also sealed, Guan Shanyu didn't stop.He tapped a few big acupuncture points on Mo Zuiqiu's legs one after another, picked up Mo Zuiqiu who couldn't move, and walked out of the Luozhao Garden.

The sky outside has turned a little pale, except for a few crisp birdsong, the world is silent.

Luozhao Garden is located at the north end of Xiaozhu, and after a few dozen steps, there is the wall.On the contrary, dawn is the time when people are least vigilant and most likely to relax. After being on duty all night in the corner, several nurses in the corner were exhausted, sleepy, yawning and staggering past, each walking to both ends of the patrol.

Guan Shanyu and the other guards walked far away, holding Mo Zuiqiu and leaping over the wall, landed to find out the direction, and sprinted towards the dense forest.

At this point, Mo Zuiqiu had realized that Guan Shanyu wanted to send him away from Broken Sword Xiaozhu without authorization and let him live.He wanted to tell Guan Shanyu to stop this behavior, but he couldn't say anything.He tried his best to guide Qi back to its original state, trying to break through the sealed acupuncture points, the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't condense the flowing true Qi.

A few bits of fragrant plum blossom snow were blown off the branches by the wind swept by Guan Shanyu, and touched Mo Zuiqiu's face, which was bone-chillingly cold.

Guan Shanyu ran all the way into the depths of the silent forest, and finally stopped, wandering around to find a plum tree with the most luxuriant branches and leaves, put Mo Zuiqiu down, and sat with his back against the root of the tree.

He tilted his head, avoiding Mo Zuiqiu's gaze, put a wooden bottle into Mo Zuiqiu's arms, and said in a low voice, "The bottle is wound medicine. Zuiqiu, Master has never hit you. Yesterday Master was angry with you. If you go too far, you will hit your palm. Don't hate Master."

"..." Mo Zuiqiu opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout, but he still couldn't make a sound, and could only watch Guan Shanyu turn around and leave him.

Every step, Guan Shanyu walked very slowly, but did not hesitate at all. "I took the blood ganoderma, and I will make a break with the person who worshiped the bee. Zuiqiu, the acupoints that Master ordered will be unlocked in two hours, and you will leave Jiangnan from now on, no matter what news you hear from Broken Sword Xiaozhu , don’t come back.”

Mo Zuiqiu's breathing has almost stopped, and he has lived with Guan Shanyu for 20 years, of course he can hear that Guan Shanyu's words are like explaining the funeral.Master clearly wanted to take the blame for him.

He worked so hard to get the blood ganoderma, and he definitely didn't want Guan Shanyu to die because of it!In Mo Zuiqiu's panic, the zhenqi that had been accumulated with great difficulty diverted the meridian, like a red-hot knife pierced into the heart, and the pain pierced the heart.

Guan Shantong's exhortations were still heard clearly in Ba Ta's ears.

"Zuiqiu, if you still regard me as your master, you are not allowed to step into Broken Sword Xiaozhu again in this life, and you are not allowed to seek revenge on those who worshiped the gods. Otherwise, the master will not forgive you even if he dies."

After a long sigh, Guan Shanyu stepped quickly, with white clothes fluttering, and walked out of the Merlin. The lonely and resolute figure left in Mo Zuiqiu's eyes finally disappeared in the morning mist.

Guan Shanyu jumped back to Xiaozhu from above the high wall, and walked slowly towards Luozhao Garden.

The gray-haired old servant in Tsing Yi held a reed broom and was sweeping the dead branches and leaves on the path.

Guan Shanyu called "Uncle Nine", walked around the old servant, and suddenly heard an old cough behind him.

"You secretly sent that child Zuiqiu away, but you will implicate Xiaozhu's 130 people. Alas, no, no, seven people were killed yesterday, leaving only 120 four people."

Guan Shanyu was shocked, turned around, his pupils involuntarily shrunk, and re-examined Xiaozhu's oldest servant.

Uncle Jiu hunched over and was still earnestly sweeping the path. Between the sky and the earth, there was only the soft swish of the broom.

Guan Shanyu was silent for a moment, and then calmly said: "Uncle Jiu, Zuiqiu is my lifeblood. Even if I die in battle, I don't want him to suffer any harm."

The old servant sighed, swept the fallen leaves and walked away.

Guan Shanyu returned to his room, took a long sword with a simple sheath and no decoration from the wall, and slowly pulled it out.A stream of sword light was like autumn water, illuminating his handsome brows.

There was a smear of blood on the blade.Because of the passage of time, the blood stains had turned dark brown.Guan Shanyu stretched out his fingers to gently stroke the bloodstain, finally threw down the scabbard, stepped out of Luozhao Garden, and walked towards the main entrance of Broken Sword Xiaozhu.

He Fanghuan's bedroom is also in the garden. He just got up and saw Guan Shanyu passing by with a sword in his hand, he asked in surprise, "Master, where are you going?"

Guan Shanyu ignored He Fanghuan, and walked forward. On the way, he encountered many patrolling guards who greeted him, but he seemed to have never heard of them, and walked all the way to the closed black gate of Xiaozhu.

With a single sword, the thick and solid door latch was broken, and the two heavy and old gates were pushed wide open by the surging sword energy.

The bitter winter wind penetrated directly into the room, blowing Guan Shanyu's hair and clothes wildly.

He walked to the open space outside the door against the wind, and let his breath sink into his dantian, letting his voice spread through the cold air of the winter morning. "Thousand-year-old blood ganoderma was robbed by me, Guan Shanyu. If those who sacrificed to Shenfeng want to seek revenge, just go to Guan, and don't anger innocent people."

"Master, you—" He Fanghuan, who was closely behind Guan Shanyu, changed his expression drastically.

A few sweet sneers flashed across the air, and a group of yellow shadows wrapped in the cold sword energy quickly floated towards Guan Shanyu from behind the trees beside the road.

There is a sound of "Zheng", which is as clear as the wind howling and the dragon chant.In front of the throat of Guan Shanyu's sword, he blocked the sharp point of the bright sword piercing his throat.

The sniper is a tall and beautiful woman in yellow.One sword was blocked, she turned around with a sneer, and pulled out another sword hanging from her waist. The two swords fluttered and created a thousand lights and shadows, obliterating Guan Shanyu and herself in the sky full of swords.

He Fanghuan burst into fright and anger, and shouted to the guard who rushed over after hearing the sound: "Hurry up and help Chief Guan to kill the enemy!"

"Yes!" The courtyard guards responded in unison, and each rushed forward with their weapons, but they couldn't see the figures of the two at all, and they didn't know where to help.

Asked in a hurry, suddenly there was another strange woman sneering: "Broken Sword Xiaozhu is famous all over the world because of gang fights, haha..."

A girl with her head drooping, also wearing yellow clothes, leaped to the guards with a sword in hand, and raised her chin arrogantly to everyone. "You, you are not worthy to compete with sister Xun Lan, so let me practice a few moves with you."

Everyone was furious. Yesterday, they had seen the brutal methods of the people who worshiped the gods to kill Xiaozhu's family and the guards. They didn't dare to underestimate this seemingly innocent girl, and rushed towards the girl with shouts.

The girl's body was as light and nimble as the wind, and she wandered among the swords of the crowd, stabbing a sword from time to time. Although there were a lot of people in the guard house, they couldn't help this girl, and gradually fell behind.

He Fanghuan saw that the situation on his side was not good, and he couldn't intervene to help Guan Shanyu, so he rushed back to Xiaozhu to rescue the soldiers.

"What? Brother Guan, he actually went to take the blame for Zuiqiu?" Shu Shanlei was discussing matters with his disciples in his room. Before He Fanghuan finished speaking, he raised his sword and led his disciples to rush out to help.

He Fang dared to think for a while, then turned around and ran into Luozhao Garden.Even if he will be scolded by the master afterwards, he will take the real culprit and lead him to death.

"Junior brother Mo, if you still have a conscience, don't hide here and let the master suffer for you, you..." He pushed open the door of Mo Zuiqiu's room while talking, but saw that the bedding on the bed was messy. silhouette.

He Fanghuan was shocked first and then angry.Mo Zuiqiu was seriously injured, and he could not escape alone. It must be the master who sent Mo Zuiqiu away!

Ever since he was a child, he has known that Mo Zuiqiu is the only one Master loves the most...

With cold eyebrows and eyes, He Fanghuan suddenly strode away from Luozhao Garden and called together a group of nursing homes nearby. "Follow me to find Mo Zuiqiu!"

The sound of weapons breaking through the air and impact drifted away with the wind, and it was faintly transmitted to the depths of Merlin.

Mo Zuiqiu has been summing up the aura of running around, rushing to the acupoint with all his strength, and when he heard the sound of fighting, he knew that the master and the people who worshiped the gods must have picked it up. Infuriating, he even spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, staining the front of his newly put on clothes again.

A few clear and ethereal Guzheng sounded in Merlin without warning. Although it was only a few monotones, it was extremely soothing to the ears.Mo Zuiqiu couldn't identify which direction the sound of the guzheng came from, he just felt that the zhenqi in his body was rushing around uncontrollably, but now it slowly calmed down with the sound of the guzheng.

Up to now, no matter how anxious and regretful he is, it will not help, he can only try to relieve the acupoint as soon as possible, rush back to Xiaozhu to apologize with death, and quell the disaster.He closed his eyes, screened out distracting thoughts, and guided his inner breath to impact the sealed acupuncture points of his legs.

The sound of the zither was suddenly near and far away, Mo Zuiqiu's mood gradually became clear, and his left leg began to heat up under the restraint of the true energy, Mo Zuiqiu was slightly happy, and he gathered all the energy to concentrate. That's the key point.Finally, his left foot moved slightly. He wanted to stand up eagerly, but his body still didn't obey.

Suddenly, a burst of footsteps broke into Merlin, crushing the elegant and erratic zither sound.

Mo Zuiqiu turned his head and saw clearly that it was He Fanghuan and a dozen nurses who came.

"Junior Brother Mo, I just said why I can't find you anywhere! You really are hiding here." He Fanghuan led the crowd towards Mo Zuiqiu with a murderous look on his face. "You are really capable. You actually coaxed the master to protect you. Letting you go is not counted, and you will be blamed for it."

He couldn't hear Mo Zuiqiu's answer, and he took Mo Zuiqiu's silence as a demonstration. A few gloom flashed across his eyebrows, and he slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, and said coldly: "Come back with me, or don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword." .”

Mo Zuiqiu was eager to go back to Broken Sword Xiaozhu as soon as possible, and he didn't want to resist at all, and besides, he couldn't move his body, and he couldn't do anything if he wanted to resist.

He Fanghuan approached the plum tree, seeing that Mo Zuiqiu still did not move or make a sound, he was slightly surprised, fearing that Mo Zuiqiu would deceive him, he changed his mind, and suddenly swung his sword and made a deep and long cut on Mo Zuiqiu's right leg mouth.

Blood immediately splashed on the surrounding tree trunks, flowers and leaves.

Mo Zuiqiu's face was contorted, his left leg moved, but he couldn't move after all.

He Fanghuan's eyes widened slightly, and finally realized that Mo Zuiqiu had sealed his acupoints.The corner of his mouth couldn't help but sneered, and he moved the tip of the sword that was still bleeding to the top of Mo Zuiqiu's right foot.

"Junior Brother Mo, according to the school rules, your limbs and tendons should be severed. Master loves you and protects you. As a senior brother, I can't let Master be ashamed because of you. If Master can't do it, I should do it for you."

With a sinking hand, the tip of the icy sword had pierced into Mo Zuiqiu's trousers.

Facing He Fanghuan's triumphant and resentful gaze, Mo Zuiqiu's heart sank completely.I knew that my senior brother had a deep prejudice against him, but I never thought that He Fanghuan's hostility towards him had reached the point of blatantly hiding it.

He Fanghuan turned his wrist slightly, and was about to cut off the tendon of Mo Zuiqiu's right foot, when a shadow suddenly flew from the corner of his eye and hit the blade of his sword.A strong shock immediately made his wrist numb, and the saber flew out of his hand before landing on the ground.

What knocked down his sword was a plum blossom sticking to the sword itself, light yellow in color, as delicate as a Jiangnan girl.However, the complexions of He Fanghuan and the nursing staff behind him all turned pale.

"Which expert is it?" He Fanghuan forced himself to calm down and asked the surrounding space.

The melodious sound of the guzheng approached everyone, and the man's voice surpassed the sound of the zither, cold and elegant. "Get out! Don't dirty this Merlin."

This time, everyone finally found the source of the sound and looked forward in horror.

Gray clothes, gray hair, just a back, but it seems to have been standing in the silent forest since ancient times, a few plum petals covered with snow, falling from the branches, brushing the man's long gray hair, and being slender and powerful by the man His fingers lightly curled up.

one flower one World.The man turned around slowly, his long and affectionate eyes were still staring at the plum petals on his fingertips, as if that was the only place in the world worthy of his nostalgia.

Behind the man, followed respectfully by an unattractive man in yellow, with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, holding a dark wooden guzheng in his arms. The clothes were very similar to those of the two women in yellow that He Fanghuan had seen before. They were obviously gray. Send men's servants and the like.

This gray-haired man is most likely to be the chief general of Jishen Peak's attack on Duanjian Xiaozhu this time.

After He Fanghuan figured this out, his back was covered with cold sweat and his clothes were completely wet. "Are you the person who worshiped the god peak?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a yellow shadow flickered in front of his eyes, before he could see it clearly, someone had slapped his cheek, and half of his face was swollen instantly, causing burning pain.

The yellow-clothed servant flickered and returned to the original place, still lowering his head, looking like a stiff servant, but his words were extremely proud. "Go ahead, honor the lord, how can you allow such a young man to speak rudely. I tell you, the master of the Seven Swords, to stop being a coward and come out for a while to my lord."

He Fang was overjoyed and terrified, if he heard correctly, this gray-haired man should be the god of sacrifice.

The good deed he, Junior Brother Mo did, actually attracted the big devil, Master Sacrificial God, to his door.He Fanghuan glared at the pale-faced Mo Zuiqiu resentfully, and ordered all the guards to come forward and besiege the two of them, but he jumped with all his might, and retreated like an arrow leaving the forest.

Facing the sword held high in the hands of the nurse, the gray-haired man turned a blind eye and didn't even move his eyebrows.

The yellow-clothed servant suddenly raised his head, sneered, fastened the five fingers of his right hand to the guzheng strings, and plucked a few times with his fingertips.Several nurses with weak internal strength fainted on the spot, with traces of blood oozing from their eyes, ears, mouth and nose.The rest of the people were all pale, they didn't dare to fight, they lifted their unconscious companions, turned and fled.

The gray-haired man didn't care about the people coming and going, he just raised his eyebrows lightly, and said calmly: "Don't dirty the plum blossoms."

The zither servant in yellow suddenly showed panic.He respectfully answered "Yes", plucked the strings with his right hand, and immediately shot out several invisible energy, screaming through the air, chasing the fleeing people.

Several nurses who fell behind were hit by force, their backs twitched violently, and then fell to the ground, and there was no more movement.

The qin servant twirled his five fingers lightly, and once again the strings were lifted.

"Stop, stop!" Mo Zuiqiu had been gathering energy to punch the acupoint, and now he finally broke through the Ya acupoint, ignoring that the blood in his chest was still surging, and shouted hissingly, trying to stop the zither servant from killing everyone again. "I stole the blood ganoderma, and it has nothing to do with my family. Please don't kill innocent people indiscriminately." In a hurry, he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

The qin servant was slightly startled, loosened the strings, and looked at Mo Zuiqiu.Although he is a servant, his eyes are as sharp as lightning, sharp and compelling, like a master of a generation.

Mo Zuiqiu also looked back at the qin servant without flinching.

When the two looked at each other, the nursing home had already fled in a hurry, leaving only a few corpses, which stained Qinghuo Lin with a bit of murderous blood.

The sight of the gray-haired man finally slowly lifted away from the plum petals at his fingertips, passed over Mo Zuiqiu indifferently, and landed on the broken snow and winter plums on the branches.

He didn't make a sound, the zither servant naturally didn't dare to presume, and stood with his hands down, waiting for the master to show how to punish the person who snatched the treasure.

Seeing that the devil did not say a word, Mo Zuiqiu tensed up even more. He couldn't figure out what the master priest was thinking. He was even more confused, and said in a trembling voice: "One person does things and another person is responsible. I am willing to obey the lord Please deal with it, and please let the lord let go of the irrelevant people."

"...Do you know how I will deal with you?" The gray-haired man finally lowered his eyes as Mo Zuiqiu wished, and there was a hint of a smile in his cold and elegant voice. In Mo Zuiqiu's ears, it was to freeze his blood.

He has no doubts that if he falls into the hands of this feared devil, he will experience all kinds of unimaginable torture.

Seeing the young man's already pale face due to blood loss becoming more and more pale, Master Jizhong smiled instead.Question: "What about blood ganoderma?"

Mo Zuiqiu gritted his teeth, he must not involve Master in it, and said in a heartbroken way: "I have already eaten it."

The smile on the priest's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by an invisible pressure as heavy as a mountain, forcing Mo Zuiqiu to hardly breathe.

Just when he felt that he was about to suffocate under the long and oppressive gaze of the man, the priest again showed an inscrutable smile, reflecting the flowers and leaves swirling and falling behind him, surprisingly indifferent, but seemed to see through world situation.

"real?"

Mo Zuiqiu bit the bullet and nodded.

The man stopped asking questions, and looked down at the plum petals on his fingertips again.The voice was so gentle that it was almost raving, as if afraid of disturbing the snow-covered plum blossoms. "I hope you didn't lie to me."

He let go of his hand with a light smile, the plum petals floated down, and the light yellow color gradually darkened and deepened in the air.By the time it hits the ground, it has become dead ashes.The wind blows, and it flies away without a trace.Only the long gray hair and clothes are floating in the sky.

After He Fanghuan and the few nurses who escaped by chance left Demerin, they rushed back to Xiaozhu.

Approaching the gate, he saw his master Guan Shanyu and Na Xunlan still fighting endlessly.Many of the disciples who had besieged the girl in yellow clothes with pendulous hair had already fallen to the ground with wounds, and they were fighting fiercely with the girl with Shu Shanlei's sword agitated.

The rest of the people wanted to step forward to help, but they couldn't get close because of the increasingly strong sword energy of the four of them, so they could only worry on the sidelines.

The two masters of swordsmanship tried their best, but they could only draw with the two young women on the other side.If the big devil also joins the battle...

He Fanghuan didn't dare to think about it any further, he rushed towards Guan Shanyu anxiously, and said loudly: "Master, stop fighting! The God of Sacrifice is nearby."

"What!" Guan Shanyu's mind was shaken, he was slightly distracted, his legs were slightly cold, and then there was a stabbing pain, he had already been hit by the opponent's sword, and he pulled a foot away to create a deep wound, and his white clothes were stained with blood.

Xun Lan sneered, the two swords swirled and danced, creating a handsome sword shadow, and pursued the victory.

Guan Shanyu's legs and feet were inconvenient, and he was at a loss for a while, and there were many dangers.

Shu Shanlei next to him tried to go over to rescue Guan Shanyu, but he couldn't get rid of the yellow-clothed haired girl who took turns to kill him, and couldn't help crying inwardly.Originally, he wanted to order the guardian to go to the sect master's retreat quickly, and ask Ge Shanfeng, who was guarding the gate master, to come and help him, but he heard that the master priest was also nearby, so how could he dare to let Ge Shanfeng leave the sect master.

Even if he and Guan Shanyu died in battle, they were determined not to let their opponents disturb the sect master's practice.

Seeing that Guan Shanyu was in danger, He Fanghuan's expression changed drastically. Knowing that his martial arts were far from Na Xunlan's, he gritted his teeth, picked up the saber that a nurse had dropped on the ground, and swung the sword towards Guan Xun and the two of them. .

A few feet away from Xun Lan, the piercing invisible sword energy had already swept over, faintly irritating him, making his skin feel cold all over his body.

"Fang Huan, go away!" Guan Shanyu blocked Xun Landang's chest stabbing sword, and hurriedly said: "You are not her opponent, don't come here."

"If you want to die, come here!" Xun Lan glanced at He Fanghuan contemptuously from the corner of her eye, and the fierce sword danced faster, like two extremely flexible snow snakes, surrounding Guan Shanyu.

A false move caused Guan Shanyu to stagger, half kneeling on the ground with his injured leg, unable to stand up.Xun Lan's right hand continued to attack, and the sword light was cold, cutting towards the center of Guan Shanyu's eyebrows.

"Master, be careful!" He Fanghuan exclaimed, his body was in front of Guan Shanyu before his consciousness.

With a sound of "chi", the blood splashed and covered the ground with snow.

"Fang Huan?" Seeing that half of the sword fell into He Fanghuan's shoulder, Guan Shanyu was shocked.

Although the two apprentices grew up with him since they were young, he has always favored Mo Zuiqiu, who is well-behaved and clever, and is extremely alienated from He Fangmo, who is taciturn by nature.Seeing that He Fanghuan was so desperate to block the sword with his body, Guan Shanyu's shock far outweighed his regret.

Half of He Fanghuan's shirt was instantly stained red with blood, his face was as white as paper, he could no longer hold his sword, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Overestimate one's strength." Xun Lan snorted coldly, and was about to make up another sword to get rid of the young man who was in the way, when the bone of his right wrist suddenly tightened, and He Fanghuan's hands clasped it tightly, and he couldn't break free for a while.

"You are not allowed to hurt my master." He Fanghuan's voice was hoarse, but the strength in his hand was not at all like that of a seriously injured person. On the contrary, it was surprisingly big, and he grabbed Xun Lan's right wrist and refused to let go.

Once he lets go, Master will be in danger, and he doesn't have the strength to block the second and third sword for Guan Shanyu...

Xun Lan has always guarded herself like a jade and never allowed men to get close. Now that He Fanghuan touched her skin, she couldn't help being furious.

Guan Shanyu wanted to save him, but he couldn't support himself after jumping half way up, and fell back again.

The blade had almost cut He Fanghuan's sleeve, and a sigh suddenly sounded.A white-haired old servant in blue cloth and jute shoes had stood beside Xun Lan at some point, holding a reed broom in his hand, with his back bent and his head bowed to sweep the floor. His movements were as slow and calm as usual, as if he was sweeping the floor. Fallen leaves and snow.And Xun Lan's tall and tall figure really looked like a huge yellow leaf, which was "swept" to a distance of three feet.

A kite turned over in mid-air in Xunlan, landed lightly, unscathed, the original look of contempt disappeared, and looked at the old servant as shocked as everyone around, even Shu Shanlei and the girl in yellow stopped fighting .

Uncle Jiu was still sweeping the ground slowly, without raising his head, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance, and only said one word: "Go!"

Xun Lan tightened her hands holding the two swords, but such a subtle movement did not escape Uncle Jiu's eyes.The old man stopped his work, still hung his head, and said casually: "I never kill with my own hands, don't make me an exception."

His tone was as flat as talking about the weather in Nana today, but none of the people present dared to doubt what the old man said.

Xun Lan and the girl in yellow knew that they had encountered a formidable enemy they had never seen before, and they did not dare to push each other any longer. They stood side by side and pointed their swords at the old man.

"It's not me who peeled your hands." Uncle Jiu shook his head and sighed, his tone was still as calm as before, but the murderous aura suddenly radiated from him a hundred times, a thousand times.

The girl in yellow seemed unable to bear the invisible murderous approach, her pretty face turned pale, and she involuntarily took half a step back.

Xun Lan's face on the side was as usual, but sweat was faintly glistening on his forehead.Her two swords stretched out in mid-air slowly began to tremble slightly, and the tremor became more and more violent. At first, it was only the tip of the sword.In the end, the entire blade was buzzing, bending in a strange arc.

In the air, there seemed to be two invisible hands grabbing her double swords and increasing the force...

"Pa", two crisp sounds almost at the same time, shocked the breath-holding people around them back to their souls, and watched Xun Lan's double swords break from it in horror.

Xun Lan stepped back several steps before standing firmly supported by the girl in yellow, her face was ashen-colored - with her martial arts, she didn't even have a chance to make a move in front of the old man.However, under the sect of Jishen Peak, the humiliation of defeat must not be tolerated.

She threw down the hilt of her sword, snatched the sword from the girl in yellow, and was about to fight to the death, when the wind "clanked" several times, the sound of the zither was clear, and after a few single sounds that cracked rocks and pierced the clouds, she suddenly turned sharply.

This is the zither servant calling them back!Xun Lan didn't dare to delay, she picked up the girl in yellow and leaped towards Merlin where Zheng Yin was.

Xiaozhu's disciples were all relieved to see the enemy fleeing.Helping up the dead and wounded one after another, they walked back to Xiaozhu one after another.

Guan Shu and the two wanted to thank Uncle Jiu, but they saw that the old man had returned to his old, old-fashioned appearance, bending over to sweep away the blood-stained residual snow.

"Senior Brother Guan, it seems that we can only ask the sect master about the details of this ninth uncle after the sect master leaves the customs." Shu Shanzhi looked at the old man's back, his shock still undiminished, and he felt ashamed.After seeing each other day and night for many years, they didn't even realize that Uncle Jiu is a peerless expert who hides his secrets.

Guan Shanyu nodded, turned around and saw that He Fanghuan was still standing there, the blood on his clothes had condensed into brown, with mixed feelings in his heart, he dragged his injured leg and walked slowly over to help He Fangmo, and said in a low voice: " Fang Huan, don't do such stupid things in the future, otherwise Master will not be at ease in this life."

He Fanghuan lowered his head, a smile appeared on his bloodless face, but his voice was still respectful: "Master died, how can I just sit idly by?" He stretched out his hand to support Guan Shanyu, and said, "It's important to go back and bandage the wound first. Master, I Come carry you."

"You..." Guan Shanyu wanted to say something more, but he finally swallowed the words.He lost a lot of blood in his legs and felt that he couldn't walk well, so he didn't refuse.