The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

As soon as Bai Yi and Zhou Zishu walked out of Prince Jin's mansion safely, they felt the murderous aura in the city.

The two looked at each other, and it seemed that King Jin did not intend to let them go easily.

The two walked out pretending to have nothing to do, but their spirits were on high alert. Zhou Zishu approached the white clothes and asked in a low voice: "Master, how is your body? Can you still carry it?"

"If you can't bear it, you have to bear it. Don't talk nonsense, let's go quickly." Don't look at the white clothes' aura just now, unilaterally suppressing the audience, but with the operation of his spiritual power, the medicinal properties deposited in the inner mansion are ready to move , coupled with the consumption of spiritual power, he might not last long.

"King Jin won't do it right away in the city. Let's get rid of these tails first, and then find a way to escape from the city." Zhou Zishu analyzed calmly. He was familiar with the terrain of Jinzhou City, and quickly walked through the streets in white clothes. Crossing the alley, but the tail behind them was biting too tightly, the two circled around the city three times, and only at dawn did they completely shake off the pursuers.

After running around all night, Zhou Zishu and Bai Yi were both out of breath, but they managed to escape from Jinzhou City smoothly, and hid in a forest on the outskirts of the city, leaning against a tree to rest for a while.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, several sounds of piercing the air came from all directions. Bai Yi subconsciously wanted to mobilize his spiritual power to deflect those arrows, but the poison that had been suppressed for a whole night came at this moment. Breaking free from the control of spiritual power, it spread rapidly in his inner mansion. The sudden severe pain dazzled his eyes, and his figure was about to collapse. Bai Yijian, using the Liuyun Jiugong step like flying catkins, quickly dodges the arrows that are coming.

Wearing white clothes, Zhou Zishu hid in a corner of a rock, looked at his pale face, and asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"That bowl of Ruanjin powder is poisonous..." Bai Yi endured the severe pain in the inner mansion, forced himself to stand up straight, looked around warily, and was alert to the arrows coming at any time.

"Then what should we do now?" Zhou Zishu stood with his back to Bai Yi holding a sword in one hand. He was also vigilant about his surroundings, but he was more worried about Bai Yi's body.

Lao Bai already had old injuries, and the depletion of spiritual power and poisoning added to the situation.

"I can't die, it's important to rush out first, you go first, I'll lead the arrow." Bai Yi bit the bullet and endured the severe pain, he must not fall down at this time.

"I'll lead the arrow, you go first." At this time, how could Zhou Zishu let Bai Yi take the risk alone.

"Zi Shu, you are obedient. As long as you live well, I will not die. The three months is coming soon. If you use your internal power rashly now, the three autumn nails will definitely come back like a rotten one. You will not be able to hold on. Go!" Bai Yi clenched his teeth, and formed a sharp blade with his backhand, and as he said that, he was about to jump in the direction of the arrow.

The second wave of arrow rain came in an instant, Zhou Zishu could only watch helplessly as the white clothes rushed towards the direction of the arrows, and for a moment he couldn't care less about the backlash from Sanqiu Nail, so he summoned his internal strength to shift his form and change his shadow under his feet, avoiding it first. Attacked by the rain of arrows, he chased Bai Yi and plundered into the deep forest.

When he finally saw the snow-colored wide sleeves, the white clothes were already leaning against the tree, pale with pain, and there were several corpses with their throats cut lying on the ground.

"Master, how are you doing? You killed these people!" Zhou Zishu supported his crumbling body, only felt the bone-chilling coldness in his arms, and his heart sank.

"No... they were already... dead when I came here..." Bai Yi said weakly enduring the pain.

"Master! The disciples are late!" Suddenly, a dozen figures appeared in the dense forest, all dressed in black, kneeling in front of Zhou Zishu.

"Xingming?" Zhou Zishu only heard the familiar young voice, and knew who it was. Sure enough, the dozens of figures in black tore off their masks were all adopted by the old department of Four Seasons Villa in the skylight disciple.

Bi Xingming also saw the golden-faced white clothes leaning against Zhou Zishu's arms, and immediately took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it to Zhou Zishu.

"Master, this is the antidote."

Although Zhou Zishu had doubts in his heart, Bai Yi was already trembling with pain, and he couldn't allow him to hesitate. He took out the black pill and stuffed it into Bai Yi's mouth. As the antidote entered his stomach, the properties of the medicine gradually became stronger. His expression gradually calmed down, his teeth stopped trembling, but he was also exhausted by the severe pain.

"Why are you here? Where did the antidote come from?" Seeing that the white clothes were fine for the time being, Zhou Zishu turned his attention to the dozen or so teenagers.

"Master, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time, we'll talk about it later." Bi Xingming whistled, and two teenagers came over with a carriage.

Now is indeed not the time for Zhou Zishu to ask the truth, he half-supported and half-embraced the white clothes into the carriage, led by Bi Xingming, and galloped all the way in the direction of Kunzhou.

In the carriage, Zhou Zishu supported his limp upper body in white clothes, and held his cold wrist, his disordered breath Zhou Zishu frowned.

"Uncle! Uncle! Wake up!"

Bai Yi's mind was already a little dizzy, and he fell into Zhou Zishu's arms, and he only rolled his eyes slightly when he heard his call.

The antidote is passive!

Sure enough, before the group of them had walked a few miles, dozens of skylight assassins suddenly appeared around them and surrounded them.

Duan Pengju walked into the circle surrounded by the skylight, and watched dozens of teenagers securely protecting the carriage, he couldn't help but click his tongue twice.

"The majestic Lord of the Skylight, once held such a powerful position, but in the end he even asked a few juniors to rescue him hahahahaha."

Duan Pengju laughed arrogantly, looked at the group of young men who looked wary, and was very disdainful. He pointed at the leader and sneered, "You? What's your name? Old Bi's apprentice? Right!"

Bi Xingming pulled off the face towel and said coldly, "My name is Bi Xingming!"

"Old Bi is already stupid enough, I didn't expect the little bastards I taught to be even more stupid, but I still have to thank you for your stupidity, if you didn't find these two criminals, I might have to spend some time Only then can you report to the prince. By the way, I’m afraid you don’t know, the antidote you tried so hard to steal is fake!” Duan Pengju couldn’t help laughing with his hips on his hips, pointing at the silent carriage arrogantly Said: "Mr. Bai? Immortal Master Bai? Senior Sword Spirit? Are you okay now? Are you still able to show off your power? I really have to thank these idiots, otherwise this medicine would not be delivered to Mr.'s mouth. It is indeed loose The antidote, but it itself is a strong poison that blocks the meridians, paralyzes the mind, and when the medicine takes effect, it becomes limp as mud and becomes a waste. Bar!"

"You!" Bi Xingming shook his hands angrily.Unexpectedly, they were clever but were mistaken by their cleverness. They turned into an army and killed the owner of the village.

"What are you? Do you think that your small actions can escape the eyes of the lord? You are all apprentices from the old department of the villa, and there are countless pairs of eyes staring behind each of you. When you secretly contacted Han Ying, you have already been caught by me. I found out, but you still don’t know anything about it. But I still have to thank you, old Duan. If it weren’t for you, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to cure this senior sword spirit. Uncle? The Xiantian Sword Spirit, it’s so useless, the old Duan is really distressed!” Speaking of Duan Pengju, it’s really a pity, although he was repeatedly humiliated by the sword spirit, but I have to say that such a good thing is so ruined. In his hands, it's really reckless.

"I don't know how long Zhuang Zhuang Zhou can be arrogant without the escort of this sword spirit? I really don't know what the prince thinks. After being plotted by you again and again, he still thinks not to hurt your life. The old Duan really can't figure it out. Like Zhou Zhuang The Lord is such a wolf-hearted wolf who rewards virtue with resentment, how can the prince value him so much? However, the sword has no eyes, and the old Duan accidentally killed Master Zhou while chasing fugitives, so it is not a violation of the prince's order." Duan Pengju looked at the carriage with undisguised hatred and resentment, but now he is a fish for Daozu and Zhou Zishu.

The dozen or so teenagers guarding the carriage were tense all over.

"Master, we are the ones who have troubled you. Cheng Zichen, Cheng Xiu's apprentice, has devoted himself to you today!" Another boy next to Bi Xingming said viciously, tearing off his veil.

"Then you guys will be fulfilled!" Duan Pengju sneered, raised his hand and waved the tree behind him, when the skylight assassins all drew their sabers at each other, it was inevitable to meet each other.

But at this critical moment, from the depths of the dense forest, a figure in red flew over, and a bone fan arrived in an instant, the fan whirled like a sickle, and instantly reaped the lives of the dozen or so assassins rushing forward .

Wen Kexing, wearing bright red and blood-like wide sleeves, landed in front of the carriage, and raised his hand to take over the blood-stained bone fan. The cold wind blew his flying hair and clothes, like a god of death, instantly Surprise the audience.

Duan Pengju saw that a dozen assassins were all killed by the opponent in one encounter. He took a step back in shock, holding a sword in his hand, and watched the red-clothed figure warily.

Wen Kexing looked at the stunned teenagers and snorted coldly: "What are you still doing stunned? Take them away!"

Bi Xingming was really relieved to see Wen Kexing coming, and called Cheng Zichen next to him, asking him to take a few brothers first to meet the people brought by Wen Kexing.

When Wen Kexing turned around slowly, Duan Pengju saw his face clearly.

"Who is your honor!"

"Wen, Wen Kexing."

When Duan Pengju heard this person's name, he gasped in surprise.

"Ghost Valley Valley Master!"

When Wen Kexing heard him call out his real identity, he couldn't help sighing: "Oh, this was originally a secret, and you made me embarrassed by calling it out so openly."

"Master Wen Gu, you came just in time. Even if you don't come, I still want to visit Ghost Valley and ask you for something."

Hearing Duan Pengju's naturally arrogant tone, Wen Kexing couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you asking for something from me, is this seat a servant? I didn't take your life, and you still dare to ask this seat for something?"

"Master Wen Gu, don't play tricks anymore. You have been watching the sky for too long, and you really don't know the heights of the sky and the earth. How dare you go into Jinzhou alone to rob this important criminal. Where is your skylight? Your whereabouts have been exposed, and the army will arrive soon. No matter how high your martial arts are, you can only do it alone!"

"Who said he was single-handed?"

"Duan Pengju, haven't you learned enough lessons yet?"

In the carriage that had been silent just now, two figures emerged from the front and back. The former was Zhou Zishu, who was dressed in the uniform of the leader of the skylight in dark blue, with a stern look on his face, while the latter was in white clothes who had just been determined by Duan Pengju to be poisoned and unable to protect himself.

As early as the moment he found out that there was something wrong with the antidote, Zhou Zishu's heart was completely in suspense, and he desperately called on Bai Yi to tell him not to faint. Fortunately, Bai Yi was determined and gritted his teeth to resist the poisonous erosion.

Taking advantage of the moment when Duan Pengju and Bi Xingming were confronting each other just now, Zhou Zishu was using his kung fu to suppress the poison for Bai Yi, and Bai Yi was clenching his teeth and enduring the severe pain from the inner government.After forcing the poison to the corner of the meridian, he could barely hold his breath.

Duan Pengju saw that although his face was pale, he was still standing firmly on the carriage in white clothes with wide sleeves and his scalp was numb. The threat that the white clothes posed to him had already been engraved in his subconscious mind.

"Bai really didn't expect to suffer such a big loss from your idiot. How do you settle this account with you?" Bai Yi was supported by Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing and jumped off the carriage. But in the next moment, he straightened his back, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked coldly at Duan Pengju, who was frightened and had weak legs.

"Where's Chengling?" Zhou Zishu asked in a low voice next to Wen Kexing's ear.

"I have escorted him to safety, rest assured."

Zhou Zishu nodded, in this case, they can give it a go.

Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing stood on either side of the white clothes, one holding a sword and the other opening a fan. They all looked at Duan Pengju with the same chilling eyes.

Duan Pengju was still a bit lucky, there were only four people on the other side including Bi Xingming, even if Bai Yi could stand firmly, he must have been seriously injured, maybe he could take them all down in one fell swoop.

But that moment was a fluke.But it was completely broken by the Jie Jie Gui Li coming from all directions.

Duan Pengju looked around frantically, and saw that the forest was filled with smoke, and bonfires were lit in all directions, and countless little ghosts in red clothes and ghost masks were indistinct in the forest, and they were already surrounded.

"Wen Kexing, what tricks are you up to?!" Duan Pengju looked at Yi Changsheng, the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, pointing at Wen Kexing and sternly shouted.

"You all know to call me Valley Lord. As the head of three thousand evil spirits, how can I save people single-handedly? It's such a shameless thing?" Wen Kexing unfolded the blood-stained bone. Fan, although his tone was smiling, but the murderous intent in his eyes made Duan Pengju's scalp tingle.

Hearing the approaching sound of devil's cry and the erratic smoke in the forest, looking back, there was a group of evil spirits, clinging to swords, guns, swords and halberds, shouting to kill them. With a sound of "retreat first", a group of skylight assassins fled in a hurry.

Zhou Zishu supported the white clothes, watched the skylight and fled, and watched the ghost valley crowd surround him, even the dozen or so teenagers who went to rescue the soldiers just now came out from among the ten evil ghosts.

"Disciple Bi Xingming meets the owner!"

"Disciple Cheng Zichen meets the owner!"

As the two young men at the head bowed and knelt in front of Zhou Zishu, the dozen or so young men behind them also knelt down gradually.

"Disciple, wait, see the owner!"

Zhou Zishu and Baiyi looked at each other, looking at the boy kneeling on the ground, he didn't understand for a while, what's going on now?

On the other hand, Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu supported the white clothes from left to right, looked at the group of [-]-year-old teenagers, and said seriously.

"Senior brother, junior uncle, don't blame me for making my own decisions. I have brought all these dozen children under the gate of Four Seasons Villa. It is what Brother Han and these children have pursued all their lives to be able to include them in the gate wall of Four Seasons Villa."

"You are so generous, you took in nineteen disciples for Zishu as soon as you took them in..." The white clothes swept around the eighteen teenagers who were kneeling on the ground, and then thought of Han Ying who should still be alive, and tried to pull up. There is still a smile on the corner of the mouth.

"Little uncle, you are wrong, there are eighteen. You forgot what you said to Brother Han before he passed out? A gentleman said, it is hard to chase. Han Ying will be the disciple of the uncle in the future." Wen Kexing helped Holding the cold hands in white clothes, he was shocked in his heart, but he still forced a smile to argue with him.

"Come on...Han Ying is loyal and wants to worship Zishu as a teacher. I mean I accept Zishu if he doesn't accept him. Have you asked your senior brother what he means?" Bai Yi held his breath and replied. In the mood to tease Wen Kexing.

Seeing that the dozen or so children were still kneeling on the ground, Zhou Zishu was a little speechless as they were chattering endlessly. He asked Bi Xingming and the others to get up first, and then walked towards the carriage while supporting the white clothes and said, "I mean ? Then I also think that it is better for Han Ying to follow my junior uncle than to follow me. Instead of being my big apprentice, why not be my junior apprentice?"

"You just...follow Lao Wen...to mess around together..." Bai Yi's ability to hold on until now is at the end of his strength, and as the crisis has been resolved, the suppressed toxicity has begun to bite back, and his feet are soft and he falls sideways into Zhou Zishu's arms In the middle of the day, a series of panicked uncles and seniors' shouts gradually became inaudible as if separated by a layer of water mist. Before he fell into a coma, he still held Zhou Zishu's hand tightly, and uttered angrily: " Sanqiu Nail..." and fell into complete darkness.

"Uncle Master! Uncle Master! Old Bai!!!" Zhou Zishu helped him to faint, and the white clothes were completely panicked. It was Wen Kexing who told him that the great witch was nearby that managed to calm his mind.

Wen Kexing first ordered everyone in Guigu to go back to Qingya Mountain to wait for him, then helped Zhou Zishu carry the white clothes into the carriage, and ordered the remaining dozen or so disciples to go to the Dawu to explain the situation, and then drove the carriage himself, and rushed to Jinzhou Qi Ye's mansion on the border with Kunzhou rushed forward.

In the car, Zhou Zishu hugged the light and cool body in white clothes. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the dim sapphire on the hilt of the white clothes, and his back was drenched in cold sweat. He only wanted to go faster, faster.So much so that he ignored the warmth and coolness that seemed to have penetrated into the blood at the wrist tightly held by the white clothes.

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The eighth day of the first lunar month - Saijun Mansion - Jing Beiyuan's private residence at the junction of Kunming and Jin.

Cao Weining accompanied Gu Xiang around the door anxiously, looking at Jing Beiyuan and Wuxi who were guarding the side, their eyes were dizzy, so why weren't they anxious?

Just now, Bi Xingming rushed back on his fast horse like a gust of wind. When he saw the big witch, he couldn't catch his breath, so he told the story of their rescue.

The sword spirit, dressed in white, was poisoned and his life was in danger.

In an instant, everyone's hearts were raised.

When they saw a carriage rushing towards them at a high speed, and saw Wen Kexing sitting on the shaft of the carriage, sweating profusely, everyone immediately gathered around him.

"Master! What's wrong with Brother Bai!" Gu Xiang looked at Wen Kexing helping Zhou Zishu out of the white clothes, his eyes were red.

Zhou Zishu was stunned when he saw Gu Xiang and Cao Weining, but he didn't have time to ask why they were here?As soon as they saw Jing Beiyuan and Wuxi who were standing at the door, they shouted: "Wuxi, save me!"

Even though Bai Yi passed out, he was still holding on to Zhou Zishu's wrist tightly, unable to separate him, so Wen Kexing jumped out of the carriage with his arms in his arms, and Wu Xi quickly surrounded him.Just one glance at the white clothes with a face like gold paper and a breath like gossamer, and the brows knit together.

"Go in first!" He greeted and trotted into the prepared ward.

Wen Kexing didn't talk nonsense, he hugged Bai Yi and followed, because Bai Yi grabbed Zhou Zishu and couldn't let him go, so Zhou Zishu also followed.

Wuxi couldn't be distracted from saving people, so he let Wen Kexing go out first, and only Zhou Zishu stayed in the ward with Bai Yi.

outside the ward.

Wen Kexing, Gu Xiang, Cao Weining, Han Ying and other disciples all circled back and forth like headless chickens, and looked dizzy at Jing Beiyuan.

"Mr. Wen, please be safe and don't be impatient. Senior Bai was born extraordinary. He was born with a spiritual body. Senior Bai took good care of Zishu's injury. Both of them will be fine."

It's no wonder that Wen Kexing was not in a hurry, but he cheered up and bowed to Qi Ye: "As long as the great witch can heal Lao Bai and A Xu's injuries, Wen will definitely do my best in this life to repay Gao Yi."

"Master, what happened to you? Brother Bai is so powerful, he is a sword spirit, how could he be poisoned?" Gu Xiang was so anxious that he was about to cry.

All the disciples standing in the corridor bowed their heads and said nothing, but Bi Xingming took a step forward and said guiltily, "It was the disciple who was negligent and fell into Duan Pengju's trap, which made Senior White suffer."

Wen Kexing took a deep breath, looked at the group of teenagers who were guilty and wanted to bury themselves, barely calmed down, and said reassuringly: "This can't be entirely blamed on you, if you want to blame, you can only blame the surname Duan. Insidious and cunning, don't worry, my uncle has experienced ups and downs in his life, and this time he will surely turn danger into good luck."

As he spoke, he let out a foul breath, turned to Jing Beiyuan, and said, "Qi Ye, these children are all disciples of my Four Seasons Villa, and they can't be brought back to the Four Seasons Villa until Shishu and Axu recover. I was bothering you in Guibao.”

"Mr. Wen, you don't need to be polite. Wuxi and I are today thanks to Zishu. If you are so polite, I will be really annoyed." Jing Beiyuan looked at Wen Kexing, and also at this station The disciples of the Four Seasons Villa in a yard were quite moved when they thought of holding on to Zhou Zishu's white clothes even if they passed out. They didn't expect that after Zishu left the skylight, there would be such an encounter. The sky has eyes, and Zishu will definitely be happy. of.

In the ward.

Zhou Zishu was sitting on the edge of the bed, sweating profusely, watching Wuxi frowning, and putting needles on his white clothes with a serious expression. He was also tense and didn't dare to take a breath.

It wasn't until Wuxi finished giving acupuncture and stuffed another pill into Baiyi's mouth that he asked nervously, "Wuxi, uncle..."

"Don't worry, Senior Bai is no longer in danger of life. When he wakes up, I will prescribe some decoctions to expel the remaining poison and he will be fine." Wuxi wiped the fine sweat from his head, and let out a foul breath, which was considered He saved his life, but he didn't let go of his heart completely. This senior's body was worse than he imagined.

"It's fine, it's fine, if something happens to my uncle, how can I explain it to Senior Ye and my teacher?" Zhou Zishu also heaved a sigh of relief, only then did he realize that he was being held by white clothes. The warmth from the wrist.

"Wuxi, look at this..." Zhou Zishu's temples were throbbing, and Lao Bai was dying, yet he subconsciously protected his Sanqiu Nail's wound!

The author has something to say:

As I was writing, Lao Bai was almost wiped out by me. It was too scary. I am indeed a stepmother.

Buy standing tickets overnight with the pot lid on and run away. As long as I run fast enough, you won't be able to hit me.

The old white toga with wide sleeves and black hair should look pretty...