The next day, the Emei Sect will set off from the inn and go to Jiufen Ridge to meet up with the disciples from all over the country. The Emei Sect has also spent a lot of money this time and will use all its strength to attack Guangmingding.

Eight hundred disciples from Mount Emei came out in full force, and branches from all over the country were summoned to come for support. The total number of internal and external disciples was more than 3,000, making it the largest branch among the many sects.

On the contrary, Wudang, because of Song Yuanqiao's conservative stance and Song Qingshu's suggestion, dispatched hundreds of elite disciples, with Song Qingshu leading one team, and later Song Yuanqiao and others leading another team.

Song Qingshu led these dozens of fellow disciples and simply went together with Master Miejie. This group of people was so powerful that they did not have to worry about being ambushed by the Ming Cult.

The dark-looking Zhang Wuji and Yin Li were loaded into the carriage. One was "missing an arm" and the other was "missing a leg." They were not worried about any problems. The injured Ding Minjun was also riding in the same carriage, and the others were riding horses.

As they walked into a forest, they heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance, and saw four riders wearing white robes galloping on their horses, but they were not coming towards them.

"They are demons from the Demon Cult. You can't let them go." Master Miejie said.

Zhou Zhiruo and another Emei disciple drove their horses forward, pulled out their sharp swords, and slaughtered all four Mingjiao disciples with crooked knives in their hands under the horses. When they killed the last person, the carrier pigeon under the horse was

Asking him to let him go, Zhou Zhiruo raised his hand and fired the concealed weapons, but only two of them were knocked down.

She picked up the letter at the foot of the carrier pigeon on the ground and read it. She said to Master Miejie, "Master, this is the liaison between the Ming Sect and the Sky Eagle Sect. I didn't expect the Sky Eagle Sect to have also arrived in Kunlun."

Miejie waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, these demon sect members have gathered together, and we can catch them all in one fell swoop."

Having said that, her expression still seems to be a little wary. After all, the Sky Eagle Sect is capable of competing against any of the Wudang Shaolin Emei sects on its own. If they come to help with all their strength now, I am afraid that the encirclement and suppression of Guangmingding will be much more difficult.

It was already late at night when we arrived at Jiufen Ridge. After the Emei faction reunited with the large army, they set up tents to rest. Master Jue, Zhou Zhiruo, Ding Minjun and others gathered around the big bonfire to warm themselves up, while Zhang Wuji and Yin Li could only starve and suffer in the corner.

freeze.

Yin Li was complaining to Zhang Wuji, when suddenly someone came towards them. Zhang Wuji looked up and saw that it was Senior Brother Song.

Song Qingshu handed Zhang Wuji two giant naan dishes, a specialty of the Western Regions, and gave him a kettle. He smiled and said, "You must be hungry. Eat quickly."

Zhang Wuji looked at Song Qingshu with burning eyes. When he left, he was about to open his mouth to bite the cake, when he was suddenly slapped in the face.

He raised his head and looked at Yin Li with aggrieved eyes, "What are you doing?"

Yin Li whispered, "Brother A Niu, you are not afraid that this cake is poisonous."

Zhang Wuji smiled and said, "No, he will not harm me."

"how do you know?"

Zhang Wuji was about to say, "Because he is my Senior Brother Song", but unfortunately he kept the words back in his stomach and continued eating the cake without saying a word.

"Yes, this young hero is so handsome and handsome, he doesn't look like a bad guy, haha." Yin Li praised Song Qingshu and glanced at Zhang Wuji with his eyes, seeing him lowering his head to eat the cake, looking thoughtful.

, giggled and touched his arm, "Brother A Niu, aren't you jealous? Although he is good-looking, he is still not as good to me as Brother A Niu..."

This scene just happened to be seen by Ding Minjun who was passing by. She squinted her eyes and kicked over the kettles of the two of them. "I am about to die, but I am still here to love my concubine."

Because Yin Li poisoned her and made her life worse than death, she naturally hated this ugly girl very much, and she also had no good impression of the beggar.

"Why are you so mean? A woman like you deserves to never find a man in her life." Yin Li wanted to argue with her, so he took advantage of her weakness.

"You, you..." Ding Minjun was so irritated by Yin Li, but he couldn't reply. He stamped his feet and said, "Who said that? Do you think everyone is as ugly as you, even a beggar?" Don’t dislike it.”

Ding Minjun said and walked straight towards Song Qingshu. She walked quickly in front of Song Qingshu, and suddenly stretched out her smooth right arm and laid it across in front of Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu, who was grilling game, was stunned. What was this guy going to do?

"Junior Brother Song, please show me, am I completely healed of the poison..." Ding Minjun said in a delicate voice.

Seeing her like this, Song Qingshu got goosebumps all over again. He glanced at her casually but didn't do anything, "It's all good soon."

Ding Minjun retracted her arm in embarrassment. She was angry just now, but now she is a little embarrassed. She was thinking about how to talk to Song Qingshu when she suddenly heard him say:

"Senior Sister Ding, as disciples of a famous and upright sect, we should set an example. For example, when it comes to treating prisoners preferentially..."

Ding Minjun just stared blankly at Song Qingshu's face, unable to hear what he was saying. She just waited for him to finish speaking and then said "yes" three times in a row. Her eyes almost went to one place. Ding Minjun is a little cute in his stupidity.

Just when Ding Minjun thought of something to say to strike up a conversation, Zhou Zhiruo walked over again. She handed a bamboo tube to Song Qing and said, "Brother, this is freshly boiled hot water."

Song Qingshu said thank you and took the hot water from Zhou Zhiruo, but he didn't expect that he could also enjoy the treatment of a beautiful woman asking for her welfare.

"Brother, it's late at night and my disciples from Emei are keeping watch here. You'd better rest early." Zhou Zhiruo said with a smile.

This smile was quite heartwarming and made Song Qingshu's heart tremble.

"What a considerate little cotton-padded jacket..." Song Qingshu recalled the little girl who covered herself with a quilt on the Hanshui River.

As long as it doesn't turn black, Zhiruo is a good Zhiruo.

Song Qingshu thought to himself that he would not give the "scumbag" sister of Leader Zhang a chance.

Zhou Zhiruo came to disrupt the situation, but Ding Minjun refused to give in, and Song Qingshu couldn't say anything. While the three of them were in a stalemate, they suddenly heard a movement from the treetops in the forest, as if someone was running back and forth among the trees.

"Who is it?" Zhou Zhiruo pulled out his sharp sword and looked around cautiously. Other Emei disciples were also alert.

A group of disciples drew their swords and were alert, but the person who came was just scurrying between the trees, looking like a big bat.

"Don't be surprised if you don't get weird, the weirdness will defeat you. Don't pay attention to him, calm down and adjust your breathing." Master Miejie glanced at him and said.

In this way, the night of disturbance passed, and everyone fell asleep in a daze in the middle of the night. When they woke up the next day, they saw that someone had sneaked into the tent at some point.

He was covered with a black blanket, not showing any part of his body, but he could hear strange laughter like "hehehehehehehehehehehe".

A group of Emei disciples had already surrounded him. At Miejie's signal, Jingxu stepped forward and opened the black cloth with his sword, "Hey, who are you? What are you doing again?"

The black cloth was lifted open, revealing a lean old man with a face as thin as a bat, laughing strangely.

"Alas~"

Jingxu was just about to retreat, but unexpectedly the other party rolled up the black cloth and wrapped her in layers, making her unable to move for a moment. Before anyone else could react, this strange old man had already picked up Jingxu and flew into the sky.

"Keep my disciple!" Although Jingxu is not a disciple of Jue, she is also a disciple of Emei. As the head of Emei, she saw her disciple being kidnapped and chased after her in a few steps.

With a clear roar, the Yitian Sword in his hand was unsheathed, and the sword energy flew up and cut off all the surrounding trees. However, the strange old man was extremely skilled in lightness and disappeared as soon as he took a breath.

Just as Juie was sheathing her sword and falling to the ground, something suddenly fell from the sky. It was the old man's black cloth, with a person wrapped in it. She cut open the black cloth with her sword and saw that it was indeed Jingxu.

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy for the six sects to besiege Guangmingding!"

This time, only his strange voice was heard, but his figure was nowhere to be seen.

Jingxu's eyes were closed tightly on the ground, his face was pale, and there was a bloody hole in his neck. All the disciples came over and cried bitterly when they saw Jingxu's miserable state.

Yan Mie's face turned livid and he shouted, "Why are you crying? Dig a hole and bury her."
Chapter completed!