Master, take your medicine quickly

The fragrance is lingering and fragrant.

Ning Liang opened his eyes, only to see the red gauze curtain dancing with the wind, and in the flickering candlelight, there seemed to be wisps of green smoke curling up.

With no time to care about the choking fragrance, Ning Liang raised her hand to cover her forehead—it was very hot.Rubbing the painful brows, he sat up suspiciously, and his subconscious reaction was to look for the sword.

He couldn't find it everywhere, which shocked him so much, he closed his eyes calmly and felt it, but felt that the place in his chest that was hit by Gong Bupo didn't seem to hurt much.

The candle flame jumped suddenly, Ning Liang opened his eyes vigilantly, lifted the gauze curtain, and scanned around, but saw no one.

With a premonition of danger lingering in his heart, Ning Liang stared at the front with all his attention, and took out a pair of shoes from under the bed with both hands and put them on his feet.

His brain hurt a little, he tried hard to think about it, the last memory before fainting seemed to be that fuzzy pink color.

Feeling a little off in your hands?Ning Liang stopped thinking about it, lowered her head, and was inexplicably surprised—what he was holding were actually a pair of pink embroidered shoes?this is not……

Shaking off the shoes in disgust, Ning Liang, wearing only white socks, walked towards the door step by step.

Standing at the door of the house, looking around, the surroundings are still pink except for the pink, and the wind blows the scent of incense one after another, Ning Liang's expression is getting more and more dignified, and his dark eyes continue to cut across the air, like swords like knives.

Here, is the Peach Blossom Spring?Or a dream?

Although he was confused, he was never one to sit still. He immediately stepped over the threshold and ran out with probing eyes.

After he left, a small blue snake fell from the beams of the roof, and transformed into the appearance of Jingyue.

In the Xuanyuan Palace of the Xiaoyao School, Lu Buping frowned while looking at the report written by Fu Bulu himself.

Half an hour ago, the bird tracking Ningliang was blocked by a powerful barrier, and soon lost contact with Ningliang.

After the birds lost their tracking target, they all returned, except for the one that had melted into Ning Liang's body.This made Fu Bulu feel bad, and hurriedly wrote down the information she had obtained in detail, and when she put down the brush, she rushed to Xuanyuan Palace without any delay.

At this time, Lu Buping was sitting upright, with a dignified appearance, no one would despise this young head who looked like he was only a teenager.

The report was twisted into a paper ball by him, and then shattered by his palm force, turning into powder.

Seeing this, all the disciples in the palace did not dare to show their breath, and some timid ones started to wipe the sweat rolling down their foreheads.

Repression, nervousness, fear, uneasiness... After the night when Wu Buxiu blew himself up, this was the second time for the disciples to be in such an atmosphere. Even so, they were still so frightened that they didn't dare to slack off at all.

After a while, Qian Qian walked in with a glass of fruit juice, no matter how terrifying the aura exuded by Lu Buping, she just rubbed Lu Buping's silver hair vigorously, and said in her sweet voice full of concern: " Junior Brother Lu, this is specially squeezed out by Senior Sister for you, drink it to quench the fire. Ning Liang will never disappear without leaving any clues, and I will go there with Senior Sister Fu later."

Lu Buping did not show his face to the money, he took the juice with no expression on his face, drank it down, then glanced at the roster, and said in a deep voice: "Choose four people from the numbered guards to go with you , otherwise I do not agree."

Not much money finally heaved a sigh of relief, although the leader is small, he has a big temper, as long as he is willing to let go, even if the price is to dispatch numbered guards.It’s just that, for Senior Sister Fu, it’s estimated——

Looking at Fu Bulu, Qian Buduo's heart skipped a beat. Sure enough, the temperature around Fu Bulu instantly dropped to freezing point.

Fu Bulu glanced at the invisible guards hiding behind Lu Buping, and said, "Junior Brother Lu, half of the disciples who are good at fighting are outside. The current gang is not strong enough, so the numbered guards can't act rashly. Only your safety can get it." Only with guarantees can I trace Ningliang with peace of mind."

Lu Buping clenched his fists, a little helpless.Even if Fu Bulu didn't say anything, he also knew that the reason why Fu Bulu refused was because the numbered escort team had a big quarrel with Fu Bulu after they were driven back by Fu Bulu last time. reconciliation.

Thinking about the identities of the numbered guards, it is not difficult to understand why they would not accept Fu Bulu...

However, with Fu Bulu's personality, it would probably be futile for him to persevere, so let the numbered guards follow up secretly.

Having made up his mind, Lu Buping pretended to be dissatisfied, not wanting Fu Bulu to see his thoughts.

Seeing that Lu Buping didn't seem to intend to compromise, Fu Bulu had no choice but to suggest: "I will pick a few more useful disciples from each hall to accompany me." As she said that, she looked at Qian Not Much, "As for Junior Sister Qian, don't Go, watch Junior Brother Lu carefully, don't let him lose his temper again."

Gong Bupo, who had been silent all the time, immediately agreed, and Chi Buhuo, who was invited to listen, also felt that it was safer. The money excluded was not much and he did not insist on going down the mountain together, so the matter was settled.

After leaving Xuanyuan Palace, Fu Bulu ordered the disciples of the four halls to be lined up in the Martial Arts Field for her to choose by herself.

Soon, she chose three people each from Qinglong Hall and Baihu Hall, and five people from Zhuque Hall. In the last Xuanwu Hall, she only had two people, one of whom was Liu Qianqian.Although Liu Qianqian's skill is not as good as Meng Yan's, she is still number one among the remaining disciples in Xuanwu Hall.

Just when Fu Bulu was leading his disciples to set off, Zhao Xie ran over and insisted on following, saying that the road was uneven.

Fu Bulu had no choice but to take Zhao Xie with him, even if he didn't want to, he had no choice but to suppress it.In the final analysis, Zhao Xie had a sincere heart, and forcibly obstructing it would only be counterproductive.

However, she had never heard that Zhao Yao and Ning Liang had a good relationship...

A trace of confusion flashed in his heart, but he had no time to think about it. Fu Bulu put on his waist knife and immediately led the team to set off.

In Mayfly's guest room, Shen Buzhi had already diagnosed several men and nuns.

The disciples of Zhuquetang have also finished recording the oral confessions of these people, and the conclusion is: Jingming was attacked before he had time to smoke these people.

The few people who escaped from the dead, after hearing that the savior came from the Xiaoyao Sect, were all grateful.What's more, he took the opportunity to ask whether Xiaoyao Sect would accept disciples.

Wu Buxiu and Shen Buzhi together cut off the idea of ​​these people's apprenticeship. The Xiaoyao Sect is a famous sect with many rules, one of which is: every five years will uniformly accept apprentices.Such peripateticism will not make an exception for anyone.

After expressing his position, Wu Buxiu kept looking at the little nun consciously or unconsciously, thinking about how to get close to the passing god nun in the future.

With the help of passing gods and nuns, the evidence collection for the death of the demon general will definitely be more effective.

However, at this moment, little nun Mo Chi was thinking of another thing.The little nun's face was pale, obviously frightened by Jingming's purpose of arresting them.

Hey, it turns out that the banshee at the bottom of the mountain is more terrifying than a tiger. It's so unbelievable and shocking that she wants to directly suck the mana of a cultivator.

It's still her own master who is gentle... The little nun said with emotion that her previous cognition has been completely overturned today. At this time, she is in the stage of doubting her life.

Subconsciously leaning towards Monk Hua, the little nun was gently embraced by Monk Hua.

Fuck, this stinky monk who has done more than succeed but failed!Wu Buxiu looked away angrily, and for the first time in his life had the urge to beat someone up.

Forget it, staying here is futile.Wu Buxiu sighed, went outside, told Suzaku's disciple to pay more attention to the little nun, and then went back to the guest room where he was resting.

Just as he was about to rest, he heard the door knock again, Wu Buxiu heard the little Taoist priest who had met several times say: "Master Wu, my master is here to invite you."

In the middle of the night, something happened again?

Daoist Wuwei invited him, so Wu Buxiu naturally had no time to think about it, so he hurriedly tidied up his clothes and followed the little Taoist priest.

Stepping into the Taoist resting place, Wu Buxiu heard a voice that made his scalp tingle, and wanted to retract his legs, but it was too late.

Kongkong Sanren turned his head enthusiastically and smiled brightly: "Master Wu, we meet again."

Wu Buxiu tried his best to squeeze out a formulaic smile, first greeted Taoist Wuwei, and then sat down bravely: "Separate people are more polite."

Daoist Wuwei explained to Wu Buxiu with a smile: "The old Taoist will talk to Nephew Wu Xian in detail later, let Zhikong finish first."

Zhikong?The name of an empty person?Wu Buxiu nodded suspiciously and said no more.Since the Taoist chief asked him to listen, it must be an important matter.

When Kongkong Sanren saw this, he began to spit like asking for credit.

Wu Buxiu wiped his old face, sincerely regretting that he didn't bring a handkerchief over here, this empty person is just a shower, can you pay attention to his image, after all, he has the identity of a Taoist priest, bastard!

Being constantly taken care of by the saliva of the empty and scattered people, Wu Buxiu stepped back several times but was stopped by the eyes of Taoist Wuwei, so he had no choice but to suppress his nausea and sit obediently.

After Kongkong Sanren finished speaking, Taoist Wuwei explained the follow-up plan clearly, and Wu Buxiu left as if fleeing.

After returning to the guest room and washing his face, Wu Buxiu had time to explain to the uninvited Shen Buzhi.

Shen Buzhi fell into deep thought when he heard the words, and asked after a long time: "Is this true? Palace Master Jingyue doesn't want to make things worse? But why should we be afraid of a monster?"

Wu Buxiu sat down opposite Shen Buzhi, took the tea from Shen Buzhi, and said, "If Jingyue came forward, he could only ask for money to withdraw troops. In recent years, Jingyue has not only never disturbed the people, but also Relief to victims during a famine is obvious to all the people in the town. If the Jingyue Palace is eradicated for the sake of cleanliness, it will probably make it difficult for the monks in the first temple to do so.”

"Pa——" Shen Bu shot straight at the case, "It's unreasonable! The one who brought the hair invitation is Xing Yimiao, who is timid in the middle of the way, and the one who is thinking about this and that is also Xing Yimiao, so annoying! No, as long as my Xiaoyao faction joins the war , you must cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, there is no need to discuss! This cultivation world is not a temple!"

"Junior Brother Mo Qi, Daoist Wuwei means that it is enough to eradicate all Jingming people, and the irrelevant disciples of Jingyue Palace can be exempted. This is also good. First, there will be no riots after Jingyue Day; second, it will also kill those who died. The male cultivator has to explain, otherwise the sect that the male cultivators belong to will have trouble again." Wu Buxiu sighed, and said, "Don't forget, I am not the person in charge of this operation. If you get into trouble with your will , Junior Brother Lu wants to train you."

"Don't mention that little guy!" Shen Buzhi's heart trembled, "You haven't seen how scary he is. The night you blew yourself up, he wished he could eat everyone else alive. I'm not afraid of you, senior brother, if you say it out. When I was taking the pulse, he was staring at my back, and I actually had an incense stick of time to think about the plan to escape."

Wu Buxiu wanted to laugh, he had already said that he should not mess with uneven roads.Seeing Shen Buzhi's lingering fear, Wu Buxiu persuaded again: "So, don't act impulsively. You can arrange it according to what Taoist Wuwei says. In the final analysis, our Xiaoyao faction is not as prestigious as Xingyi Temple and Mayfly Temple .”

"Hmph! Those thieves and monks in Xingyi Temple are bullying people too much. We are the ones who contributed, and they are the ones who shouted 'Keep people under the sword'. They are grandsons!" Shen Buzhi had nowhere to vent his anger, so he had to slap the table again Kick the stool.

With a "crash", the tables and stools all died heroically under Shen Buzhi's anger.Fortunately, Wu Buxiu had the foresight to get up early in the morning and dodge to the side.

The two brothers and sisters stared for a while, and then burst out laughing.However, the corners of Shen Buzhi's mouth twitched just after he laughed a few times, that smiling face was uglier than crying.

Shen Buzhi stared at Wu Buxiu sadly: "Brother——"

"Don't look at me like that. I don't have any money with me to help you pay the compensation. You just wait to go back and listen to Junior Sister Qian's training, haha." Wu Buxiu was in a good mood. Couldn't be more fun.

Shen Buzhi hummed without any momentum, and sat down beside the bed.After patting, kicking and laughing, his anger subsided, and he changed into his usual expression, looking at Wu Buxiu with a smile.

Smiling and laughing, his gaze was locked on Wu Buxiu's face, and he refused to move away.

Wu Buxiu was stared at with chills down his spine, and was about to emphasize once again that he had no other intentions for this junior, but this one blushed and consciously ran away.

Wu Buxiu was messed up on the spot, what was all this about?It was obvious that he was given autumn spinach, why didn't he run away, but the spinach giver ran away?

Hey, don't guess what gay guys are thinking.Wu Buxiu got up and was about to close the door. When he thought of the word "gay", he instantly petrified. Isn't he also walking towards the gay?

Feeling inexplicably irritable, Wu Buxiu closed the door, turned around, but was caught by a golden munia bird.