I'm devastated by the glamour halo

He Liangshui was dug out.

Chu Guyi fed him more than a dozen elixir, and only then did he hang him in one breath, and use his spiritual power to pull him back from the gate of hell.

Suddenly able to breathe in his chest, He Liangshui stared wide-eyed and woke up.

"Mr. He!" Chu Guyi felt relieved, "How are you?"

He Liangshui sneezed when he opened his mouth, but he froze to death.Turning his head to look, besides the snow, it was still snow, emitting a faint silvery blue in the night.

This is still the temperature of a piece of fur under his body, which is icy and snowy, but fortunately, he finally came back to life.

Chu Guyi rubbed his frozen fingers, buried in the snow for half a day, almost turned into ice corpses.

He Liangshui gradually regained his senses, straightened his tongue, and was able to speak: "This is... where?"

Chu Guyi woke up and was busy saving He Liangshui. He didn't observe the surrounding environment yet, so he looked around and said, "We should be in a valley."

"What about the rest?"

As if in response to him, a groan sounded not far away.

With Chu Guyi's support, He Liangshui stood up, and walked over with his feet deep and shallow. The valley was full of strange rocks and bumps. He had to keep his hands on Chu Guyi's arms all the time so as not to trip.

"Ah!" A cry came from He Liangshui's feet.

He Liangshui was startled, "What the hell?!"

It wasn't a ghost, but a disciple of Qing Xiao. The disciple sat up in disgrace. Seeing the two of them, tears welled up in his eyes: "Brother Chu, Mr. He! I'm not dead!"

Chu Guyi gave him a bottle of elixir and ordered: "Go find someone else."

Continue to move forward, and come to a small snow bag, from which the groans are coming from.Saving people is the most important thing, He Liangshui went to dig the snow without saying a word, Chu Guyi said: "I'll do it."

Jiang Ming swept across violently, the snow bag was flattened, and the people inside rolled out: "...fuck, who is it?"

"So it's An Jun." He Liangshui said with a smile.

An Junren was still in a daze, his body was in a mess, and he asked in surprise, "Where is my master?"

How did He Liangshui know, and said, "I just woke up too."

Together, the three of them searched for acquaintances while digging out the snow-buried disciples in the valley.The empty valley gradually became "lively", with disciples of the Immortal Sect flying around, and there were cries of panic or joy from time to time.

"Junior Brother Chu." Lin Songyan appeared from nowhere like a ghost, and his pine green Taoist robe fluttered in the cold night wind.

Chu Guyi was stunned for two seconds, and asked, "Senior Brother Lin, have you seen Master?"

Lin Songyan said: "Let's look forward."

An Jun hurriedly asked: "Then have you seen my master?"

"No."

Lin Songyan led them forward like a ghost. As they walked, He Liangshui discovered that Lin Songyan seemed to have no feet...

Goosebumps appeared, He Liangshui's scalp was numb, and he tugged on Chu Guyi's sleeve.

Chu Guyi: "?"

He Liangshui pointed at Lin Songyan's leg.

Chu Guyi looked down and asked, "Senior Brother Lin, why are your feet gone?"

"..." Good guy, did you actually ask directly?

An Jun was terrified and jumped three feet high: "Fuck?!"

Lin Songyan paused, turned around slowly, looked at Chu Guyi expressionlessly, and slowly grinned a strange and evil smile, his face was rotten, and he rushed towards Chu Guyi with his fangs and claws.

"Ghost!" An Jun exclaimed.

He Liangshui flapped his fan, "Don't just scream, come on!"

Only then did An Jun show the demeanor of the leader of the Southern Dipper, and called out the spirit dog: "Qian Kun, bite him!"

Spirit dogs are just right for ghosts.Chu Guyi has slain countless monsters and demons, and he is really not good at eliminating ghosts. It took a little effort to disperse the ghosts in front of him.

An Jun was terrified, and stared dryly: "Lin Songyan...has turned into a ghost?"

Chu Guyi: "Probably not..."

"Junior Brother." A pine green figure floated over.

An Jun looked back and almost rolled his eyes in fright, "Qian Kun bit him!"

"??" Lin Songyan waved his fan to block, kicked the spirit dog away, and said displeasedly, "An Jun, it's me."

An Jun: "The one who bit you is you!"

Lin Songyan looked at Chu Guyi, "What happened?"

"Chu Guyi, don't talk nonsense with him, hit him quickly!"

Chu Guyi said: "Brother Lin has feet."

An Jun looked down, this Lin Songyan really had feet, "You, are you really Lin Songyan?"

Lin Songyan said: "Of course."

An Jun was dubious and asked, "Who is Deng Yang?"

"..."

"Can't you answer? He's a fake!" An Jun complained to He Liangshui.

Lin Songyan resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said, "Deng Yang is my junior brother."

I didn't bother to talk any more, and said directly: "The disciples of Qingxiao are all in the Qianku Ridge over there, and the master is also there. And you, An Jun, the head of Ziche is looking for you everywhere."

When he heard that the master was looking for him, An Jun believed everything: "Really? Then let's go there quickly."

He Liangshui observed Lin Songyan, "There was a ghost pretending to be you just now."

Lin Songyan was very calm, "Really. There are many ghosts in this valley, and I met two on the way here."

He Liangshui was surprised, Chu Guyi asked: "Why are there so many ghosts?"

An Jun mourned: "Could it be that there are many disciples of Xianmen who died or were injured?"

"The one who died was indeed a disciple of Xianmen, but it was an old ghost."

"An old ghost?"

"They have been dead for many years." Lin Songyan said, "They were all buried in the 'Qianku Ridge' over there. Although they were saved a lot in those years, there are still those who slipped through the net and refused to enter reincarnation, wandering in the valley."

Chu Guyi asked strangely: "Why do so many immortal disciples die?"

Lin Songyan glanced at Chu Guyi faintly, avoided answering this question, and only said: "I don't know much about the specifics."

A chill suddenly shot up He Liangshui's back, and he hurriedly stood next to Chu Guyi, looking left and right.Chu Guyi also felt that there were ghosts following them, mixing among some immortal disciples.

An Jun couldn't see how "intimate" He Liangshui and Chu Guyi were, and greeted him: "Mr. He, if you are tired, sit on Qiankun's body."

He Liangshui declined politely: "No need."

The reason why they choose to walk is because there will inevitably be disciples who are in distress on the road, no matter what sect they are, they must be rescued first.

The casualties caused by this avalanche were not many, each sect and faction had their own way of sending messages, and soon some of them formed a team, and after receiving the notification, they headed towards Qiankuling.

The Blood Emperor Heaven had gone somewhere, and the entire army of the Blood Demon Sect seemed to have evaporated.

He Liangshui couldn't help but feel weird, this avalanche seemed artificial.

After a stick of incense, he hurried to Qianku Ridge.

Snow-capped mountains, a bright moon in the sky, Xu Pingkuanzi Che Liang and others stood between the slopes with solemn expressions.

He Liangshui discovered that Zhuo Nanqing was not there, and Beiming's disciples had all disappeared.

"Master, Zi Che is the head of the sect." Chu Guyi stepped forward to greet him, "Are you alright?"

Zi Cheliang showed two parts of a smile, and the remaining eight parts showed complicated emotions, "Xiao Chu, we are fine, but you were the one who took the brunt of everyone's block at that time, are you not injured?"

When the avalanche came, Chu Guyi could have rushed to the sky with He Liangshui, but he didn't. Apart from self-defense, he tried his best to turn the tide with the Drunken Flower Yin Magic Formation to block the snow that was pouring into the sky for a moment, buying everyone a moment to breathe.

Don't underestimate this short breath, but it gave everyone time to react, so that they wouldn't be buried in the snow without taking a breath.

"No." Chu Guyi revealed his credit lightly, "Where is Immortal Master Zhuo?"

Xu Pingkuan snorted coldly: "Let's go. A woman is a woman, and it's emotional."

"..."

Zi Cheliang disagreed and said: "Bei Ming has not yet recovered his vitality, and the head of Zhuo is going back to preside over the important affairs."

Qin Ruohuan is dead, and Beiming has just experienced the catastrophe of God Kun. Regardless of whether the Immortal Alliance Conference will be held successfully, she probably has no intention of participating.It's better to go back to work.

Xu Pingkuan said: "If Blood Emperor Heaven makes a comeback, what would it look like without Beiming?"

With Zhuo Nanqing, no matter what, she is a powerful helper.

Zi Cheliang is noncommittal.

He Liangshui thought to himself that this old man Xu was absolutely perfect. He not only disliked Master Zhuo Xianshi as a woman, but also wanted him to help him for free.

Xu Pingkuan suddenly asked: "Chu Guyi, what's the matter with your hair?"

Chu Guyi with long curly hair: "It was struck by lightning."

"..."

On the way here, An Jun took a sneak peek at Chu Guyi's curly hair more than once, and said, "Then I'll use a lightning perm when I go back." It's so pretty.

He Liangshui reminded: "Don't imitate, Chu Guyi is brought in by his genes, if you accidentally get electrocuted, it's too late to cry."

An Jun chuckled, "Master He cares about me?"

Zi Cheliang gave his apprentice a white look, and said: "I think back then, my senior brother also turned into a natural curl when encountering thunderstorms..." The words stopped abruptly.

Xu Pingkuan talked about something else: "It's been so many years, I didn't expect that there are still dead souls in Qiankuling, so I should think of a way."

Without Bei Ming, it was Nan Dou and Qing Xiao who held up the facade of the Immortal League. Xu Pingkuan, who loves face, naturally had to do a lot of superficial work, and at the same time, he felt a sense of complacency in his heart, making him look like a happy face.

Zi Cheliang glanced at his old friend coolly, and said: "This ghost in the valley has been around for more than twenty years, and it is not easy to get rid of."

Xu Pingkuan's smile froze, "Brother Zi Che, what's your opinion?"

"You will know only when you see it." Zi Cheliang thrust out his sword sharply, pointing directly at the immortal disciples who followed Chu Guyi and the others.

He Liangshui shook his fan and smiled: "Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy."

Zi Cheliang could tell at a glance that there was an inhuman among the disciples, but Xu Pingkuan was still stupid.The master of Tai Chi looked at Chu Guyi carefully, even though his old eyes were dim, his brows were getting tighter and tighter.

He Liangshui asked with a smile: "Master of Tai Chi, do you still know the face?"

The head of Tai Chi didn't comment, and remained silent.

The ghost was able to handle Zi Cheliang's sword with ease, and Zi Cheliang let him run away if he didn't guard against it.Everyone immediately chased after Yujian.As soon as the headmaster left, the disciples below followed naturally, a huge crowd, like a flock of birds returning to the forest.

Chu Guyi carried He Liangshui on his sword, circled in the snowy ridge, and landed in a cemetery.

Li Gui suddenly disappeared, as if it was just to lure them here.

Zi Che Liang looked around with his sword in his hand, his face gradually sank, he walked to a tombstone, and brushed the snow off it with his hand.An Jun asked: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zi Cheliang said: "This is the tomb of your seventeenth uncle."

An Jun was at a loss.

Zi Cheliang smiled wryly: "You haven't seen him. And your fifteenth and ninth uncles, they were all very close to me back then..."

An Jun asked in astonishment: "Why are they here?"

Zi Cheliang was silent.

The following sect leaders also fell silent together. They each walked to the tombstone they were familiar with.

Especially the head of Tai Chi, he burst into tears: "There are nearly a hundred people in my Tai Chi sect, including my three direct disciples, all of them..."

The scene was extremely sad for a moment.

Most of the disciples present were newcomers, and the oldest one was no more than 30. They looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

The chill on He Liangshui's back became heavier and heavier, as if he was carrying a piece of ice on his back, and Chu Guyi's face turned cold even more imperceptibly when he was like this.Why did that ghost lead them here?

What happened back then?

He clenched his fingers, instinctively feeling that he shouldn't ask, but he couldn't control himself.

"The ones buried here are all immortal disciples?" Chu Guyi asked.

Zi Cheliang seemed to wake up suddenly, "Okay, the past is over, don't be too sad, everyone, the Immortal League Conference is important now."

The master of Tai Chi is old, and it is hard to restrain his grief. He supported the tombstone and said in a hoarse voice, "Even if more than 20 years have passed, such a tragic scene is still vivid in my eyes."

Chu Guyi asked: "Who killed them?"

"Xiao Chu!" Zi Cheliang said sharply, "Don't ask."

The master of Tai Chi looked at Chu Guyi tremblingly, his muddy eyes suddenly widened, "...is it you? Is it you?!"

The author has something to say:

An Jun: Father Thunder and Lightning!Come on, turn me into curly hair!He is more handsome than Chu Guyi!

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Anjun:

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