Master, take your medicine quickly

Wu Buxiu's intuition is so keen, just when the suddenly sudden sword stab came, the scabbard of the Dragon Yin Sword had already blocked it from the armpit to the back.

bang——

bang——

After two beeps, Wu Buxiu avoided the front and rear pincers without any risk, and landed a foot away from the battle circle.

Among the fighting crowd, it seemed that anyone could be the assassin, but when Wu Buxiu's eyes fell on Yan Shishi, a strange sixth sense arose in his heart.

The sneak attack from behind, just from the way of force, really looks like Yan Shishi's handwriting, Yan Shishi always likes to hold the sword in his left hand, so this unique direction of the sword, ordinary people can't learn it even if they want to.

However, the battlefield is ruthless, and the sword has no eyes. Even if Wu Buxiu saw Yan Shishi swinging his sword at each other just now, he might not be able to stand up to her.

At that time, Master Yan only needs to say "because the sky is dark, it was an unintentional mistake" to deceive the world.

Who knows that this place has become a mess, the night is deep, under the light moonlight, people's eyes are not infrared scanners, they can't see clearly, and it's inevitable that they lose their aim.

Looking around, the disciples were fully engaged in the battle, and no one would pay attention to this invisible sword.

With a flash of thought, Wu Buxiu once again met Jingming's big move, and he couldn't help but say that after a few sword strikes, he opened and closed, and Jiuchongtian had already parried it vigorously.

With the first sword, Jingming blocked it effortlessly; with the second sword, Jingming was still unhindered; with the third sword, Jingming felt a little bit of difficulty; with the fourth sword, the sword in Jingming's hand was hit hard and broke into pieces. Two pieces fell to the ground.

After the sword was released, Jingming spurted out a big mouthful of blood, and retreated five steps in a row before standing still with his hands on his chest.

The long hair danced wildly, and those green eyes stared at Wu Buxiu with horror.

Jingming is definitely not a good stubble, it must be handled properly.

At this moment, Shen Buzhi leaned over while chopping up the little demon, looked at the defeated Jingming and taunted him: "The cultivation of Jingming's second palace master is only mediocre. No matter how many male cultivators, I'm afraid it will be in vain .”

As he said that, he seized the opportunity Wu Buxiu had won, rushed forward, and slapped Jingming mercilessly with one overwhelming move.

The battle ended quickly, and Jing Ming was seriously injured and fled. Before leaving, he threw a string of tear gas smoke bombs.

Fortunately, the disciples of Xuanwu Hall made quick moves and opened the barrier in time. Only a few of them were teary-eyed and coughed profusely by the smoke bombs.

When the night wind blew and the smoke cleared, Jingming and his party had already slipped away, leaving only a few male cultivators unconscious on the ground, including a monk.

After everyone recovered, Shen Buzhi began to count the number of people.

Fortunately, the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect have always been good at watching and helping each other. After the first battle, only a dozen of them suffered moderate injuries, and another twenty or so suffered minor injuries.

Wu Buxiu's tiger's mouth didn't feel much pain anymore, what he missed was the person who stabbed him coldly.

If his intuition is accurate enough, that person must be Master Yan.

In connection with the various aspects of the original book, Wu Buxiu suddenly had a big brain hole: Could it be possible that Yan Shishi suddenly climbed into the bed of the original book because Ning Liang rejected him because of his love?Out of revenge, she simply committed herself to the original product to stimulate Ning Liang?

I have to admit that this possibility really exists, and a certain fanart in Ludingding Literature City is written like this.

At that time, the reader Wu Buxiu thought it was funny, but now it seems that it is probably...

Sure enough, are the eyes of the masses discerning?The corners of Wu Buxiu's mouth twitched, a little messy.

Master Yan, beauty, why bother to come here?The original product is just a stallion, it's better to be with Zhao Xie, at least, Zhao Xie is sincere.

Thinking of this, Wu Buxiu thought of the original product again, what a wild and uninhibited person he was, eating all the beautiful men and women in the world without blinking his brows.

If the original guy knew that Yan Shishi had entered his harem with this kind of intention, would he become hard with anger after being castrated?

stop, stop! ! !Tsk tsk, as expected, he read too many stallion novels, and his own brain hole almost broke through the sky, and he went straight to the sea of ​​stars, and knelt down.

Wu Buxiu clenched his fist silently: I can still be saved, I can't give up the treatment.

After a short rest, Wu Buxiu followed the brigade and rushed to Mayfly Temple.When he came to the mayfly view again, he couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion in his heart.

This time, Taoist Master Wuwei took the initiative and directly sent the young Taoist priest to invite Wu Buxiu and Shen Buzhi over, saying that he had something important to ask.

Wu Buxiu and Shen Buzhi sat on the left and lower right of the priest respectively.

Daoist Wuwei who had kept his eyes closed for a long time finally opened his eyes, and his first words were: "You two nephews, you need to be extremely cautious in your actions these days."

Shen Buzhi asked indifferently: "Oh? Why is the Taoist priest so worried?"

Daoist Wuwei stroked his beard. Beneath Xianyi's expression was a pair of insightful eyes.Glancing at Shen Buzhi, then staring at Hui Wu Buxiu, the Taoist priest closed his eyes again: "You can't force anything, just let nature take its course. Difficult things follow your heart, and things will become better when they happen."

The first sentence, to Shen Buzhi.

The second sentence is for Wu Buxiu to listen to.

Both of them were not stupid, and instantly understood what the Taoist priest meant.

Shen Buzhi smirked: "What the Taoist priest said is very true, the younger generation is taught." Can't catch up with the elder brother?It doesn't matter, he has plenty of patience, he waits.Wait, let nature take its course.

Wu Buxiu was silent.Will it happen?Are you talking about him and Ning Liang?Or is it about his collection of evidence for the death of the demon general?This Taoist priest is a mysterious existence in the original text, it is really not easy for Wu Buxiu to figure out this expert.

That's all, Wu Buxiu replied humbly: "The junior still has some things that I don't understand. If I have time, I will definitely come to ask Taoist Priest Yu for advice."

Daoist Wuwei nodded in satisfaction, and made a concluding statement: "It's getting late, people from the Xingyi Temple and the Chaos Sect will arrive one after another tomorrow, both nephews should go and rest."

Wu Buxiu returned to the wing with a pensive expression on his face, wanting to sleep but unable to sleep.Sit up and meditate, close your eyes, but what you think about is Ning Liang.

Annoyed in his heart, Wu Buxiu simply got up and went to check on the few male cultivators rescued today.

When he came to the door of the firewood room, Wu Buxiu pushed the door open and entered, and saw that Shen Buzhi was diagnosing several male cultivators, and there were some disciples of Zhuquetang standing behind him, the purpose of these people was obviously to inform.

Wu Buxiu glanced around for a week, then walked up to one person, bent down, and took off his veil. They were all caught, so why pretend to be mysterious?She's not a peerless beauty whose face can't see anyone——

Wu Buxiu sneered, and when his eyes fell on the exposed face, he gasped suddenly. The facial makeup automatically loaded by the system told him that this was the little nun who appeared in the original book after a long time.

The little nun is here, can Monk Hua be far behind?

It seemed that the monk he had noticed before was probably the little nun's friend.

Bingo, there is nowhere to go when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

Wu Buxiu showed joy, staring at the little nun with fear.

While the heart rate of the little nun was soaring, she did not forget Sanxing herself: Sure enough, the master was right, the man at the foot of the mountain was a tiger.

No, I just met a sweet-talking monk Hua, and then I met a big lecherous jackal.If I knew it earlier, I would run out a few days later.

Seeing that Wu Buxiu was still staring at her intently, the little nun screamed and covered her face.

Wu Buxiu is drunk, does he look like a heinous villain?As for being so scared?He decided to set up a set of friendship first: "Respecting the teacher and the half-city teacher, don't you come here all right?"

The little nun's eyes widened even more when she heard the words, and she was on guard against Wu Buxiu like a ghost: "You—how do you know who my master is?"

Wu Buxiu slapped his forehead, he was an idiot again, what is it like?You have to think about the situation of this little nun now, and then decide how to speak, don't dig a hole yourself and jump down, idiot.

The little nun has such a violent temper, it seems that she can only adopt a soft policy.

After spit on himself, Wu Buxiu suddenly changed his words: "Ms. Wu is abrupt, I have admitted the wrong person." After he finished speaking, he walked aside and stopped coercing the little nun.

Hearing this, the little nun finally let go of her guard a little bit.

Who is the little nun?In the old nun's nunnery on the mountain behind Xingyi Temple, there is Mo Chi, the closed disciple of the teacher in Bancheng.

It was this little nun who acted eclecticly and voluntarily rebelled against her teacher. When the original demon world invaded, she was grateful for the original "virtue and art" and went to death. An opportunity for the original goods to fight back.

In fact, she is the well-deserved golden female supporting role of the original work, and her popularity has surpassed the original title.

After Mo Chi became famous, the people of the rivers and lakes gave him a good name-passing god nun.

Actually ran into the future passing god here, Wu Buxiu was gearing up: Dashan (thumbs up).

If it is said that Fu Bulu's information collection is for the gang and for everyone; then, the passing Shenni's snatching of gossip is for interest and profit.

Don't look at the little nun in front of her who is timid, seems to be very weak, and loves to blow her hair, it's all pretending, this is a strange person who founded the Wenniao Zaobao in the realm of comprehension in the later period.

The comprehension world was able to prepare earlier when the demon world invaded, thanks to this strange woman.

Luckily, he met a passing god here, and Wu Buxiu was a little bit flustered: the system was OOC again, and it was disabled for him again.like!

He didn't want to use the god nun, he just wanted to pay the god nun to help him find out some news. If he was able, he would try his best not to let the god nun die again.

After all, he is not the original scumbag.

However, Wu Buxiu turned his gaze, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Monk Hua next to the little nun—how should we drive away this scourge?With him around, Mo Chi would be forced to get into a lot of trouble, bastard!

This question really bothered Wu Buxiu. The little nun had just come down the mountain, and she was probably in love with Monk Hua. Whatever he said at this time, he would probably be regarded as Fahai who beats mandarin ducks.

It's so sad, seeing the golden female supporting role beside me, but not daring to recognize each other, this feeling is so heartbreaking.

Wu Buxiu sighed, which made the little nun laugh out loud.

When Wu Buxiu looked at her again, she put on a serious poker face again, expressing that she would never give the big jackal in front of her a good look, and she wanted the jackal to know that even the little nun who just came down the mountain is not to be messed with .

Wu Buxiu faced the god nun's big and strange eyes, wishing he could bump into a steel armored iron plate and be stunned.

In the Xiaoyao faction at this time, Ning Liang had already broken out. In order not to hurt Gong Bupo, he deflected the tip of his sword at a critical moment, which caused him to receive a palm from Gong Bupo with all his strength.

Ning Liang, who had suffered internal injuries, spewed out a mouthful of blood and ran away.

Gong Bupo glanced at the direction of Suzaku Hall, and couldn't help sighing, Liu Qianqian still owed a little time, otherwise, no matter how powerful Ning Liang is, he would never have escaped from the golden bell that he and Meng Yan jointly launched.

It's a pity that Meng Yan might never come out again... Gong Bupo lowered his head sadly.

Sitting in the courtyard on an uneven road, casual glances of icy eyes seem to freeze a person into an icicle in an instant.

Looking around, Lu Buping ordered: "Senior brother Gong, let him go. Sister Fu, just follow the bird and tell me if there is any news."

After saying that, Lu Buping returned to the newly renovated Xuanyuan Palace in a murderous spirit.

Outside the barrier, Ning Liang supported the ground with his sword, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

I have to admit that his heart is still not as ruthless as Gong Bupo.If it was head-to-head, maybe he could exchange blood with Gong Bupo, but in the end he couldn't do it.

There is no other reason, even though he is arrogant, even though he is unruly, but he doesn't want Master to really annoy him and blame him.

He knows better than anyone else that once he hurts Gong Bupo, the master will definitely not forgive him easily. Who told Gong Bupo to guard the entire gate of the Xiaoyao Sect and bear the safety of more than 1000 people.

However, if several other uncles were injured by him, the master would be angry too, because the master valued the friendship between the brothers and sisters too much.

Forget it, what Master said is right, and what Master insists on is good.When the master comes back, he will never confront the master again.

At this moment, Master, where is it?Go find him, or it will be too late!

Ning Liang silently made up his mind.He supported the ground with his sword like this, and walked down the mountain with difficulty.

As he walked through the forest and brushed the leaves, his vision gradually blurred.

The black air oozing from between his brows seemed to spread out little by little consciously.

Before closing her eyes, Ning Liang seemed to see a pair of pale pink embroidered shoes, and a pink hem...