"Yanqiong, why did you do this?" This sentence seemed to be squeezed out of the old man's throat.
Yan Qiong glanced at Liu Guang beside Liu Jun. Although he felt the power in it, he didn't take it seriously. Even though Liu Jun blocked three of his arrows just now, he didn't think that a person with no talent could threaten him.
.
His eyes swept over the faces of the old man and Princess Gaoyang, and he revealed a sarcastic smile: "Of course it is to drag you into trouble. I came here to help you, but not to build relationships with you here."
But just as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned to look in the direction of the girl. He felt a power that made him a little frightened, but he had not noticed it before. His eyes fell on Princess Gaoyang's face, which was a very mocking look.
smile.
It was Princess Gaoyang who had blocked the girl's aura just now. It wasn't until she couldn't hide it anymore that Yan Qiong discovered it.
The arrow on the girl's body slowly withdrew from her body, the blood flowed back, the wound shrank, and finally the skin became as smooth and delicate as before.
She opened her eyes, her pupils were unfocused, but the red mole between her eyebrows disappeared, and a figure made of light appeared in front of everyone.
"Liao Changsheng..." Yan Qiong moaned unconsciously.
Liu Jun also looked over. Although he couldn't see his face clearly. After all, it was just a human figure made of light. But anyone who saw him would know that it was Liao Changsheng. He seemed to have engraved the mark of his life on his body.
Among the underlying rules of the world.
There was no sound, but everyone present could feel that a strange force was acting on them.
It is not a real force, but your heart is trembling, your hands and feet are weakening, and the strength in your body is hesitant.
"You want to kill my apprentice?" A voice sounded in everyone's heart.
Princess Gao Yang knelt down neatly: "Uncle Liao, please don't accuse people unfairly. I didn't even make a move."
Liao Changsheng's eyes swept over her body, and Princess Gao Yang shivered unconsciously. It wasn't until Liao Changsheng's eyes moved away from her that she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
The old man with a stiff face had an unnatural smile on his face: "Senior Liao, it's just a small matter, I didn't expect to alarm you——"
Liao Changsheng interrupted him without politeness.
"Stop talking nonsense to me. I can't stand it when I smell the sour smell all over your body. You Confucian people are always confusing right and wrong. If I don't come, I will have to wait for you to kill my disciple."
, tell me again that she is heinous?"
The old man waved his hands repeatedly: "Senior Liao, you are overthinking this. We will never do such a thing."
He looked at the girl, then at Yan Qiong who was trembling under Liao Changsheng's special care, and his mouth felt bitter.
"Senior Liao, this is just an accident. Yan Qiong is just a reckless man who hurts your apprentice with no seriousness. Otherwise, when your apprentice recovers from his injury, Yan Qiong can
Come to your door in person to apologize. Of course, a generous gift will be given to your disciple as an apology."
Liao Changsheng laughed, but his voice was frighteningly cold: "You can use your words in every possible way, but I don't believe you. You didn't even look at the killing intent in this guy before you spoke, and you still want to fool me."
His eyes paused on the long bow in Yan Qiong's hand: "Yan Qiong? Is she from the Yan family? No wonder you are so protective."
"It's just that since he has murderous intentions towards my apprentice, it's impossible to end it simply."
The old man was also very helpless. He came here just to repay a favor, but he didn't expect that things would develop to such an extent. However, the people of the Yan family had to save him, so he was temporarily embarrassed.
His eyes glanced at Princess Gao Yang who was kneeling there, and he felt something in his heart. Princess Gao Yang and Liao Changsheng seemed to have some friendship, so why not let her beg for help, maybe there would be a turn for the better. With a flash of thought, he sent a message to Gao Yang,
But Gao Yang's body lowered even further.
Liao Changsheng's thoughts swept over Liu Jun's somewhat tattered body, still preparing to attack Yan Qiong, and sighed.
"Girl, I don't blame you. Seeing how you look like this, you've done your best."
Liu Jun's hoarse voice sounded: "You don't blame me, but I blame myself. I don't blame me for not working hard, nor do I blame me for my low strength. I just blame myself for not having the strength but insisting on getting ahead. Not only did I harm myself, but I also implicated others.
Girl."
After hearing what he said, Liao Changsheng was noncommittal and asked: "Then what are you going to do in the future?"
Liu Jun breathed out slowly: "Jianxin Yuan, Fu Yima, build high walls and accumulate more grain."
"anything else?"
Liu Jun looked at Yan Qiong, who dared not move, and opened his mouth: "Revenge does not wait for 10 years, but sooner or later."
Perhaps his internal organs were injured, and a strong smell of blood emanated from Liu Jun's mouth.
Liu Jun raised his head and looked at Liao Changsheng floating in the sky: "It's just that killing someone may bring some trouble to the Red Lotus Sect. I hope Senior Liao won't blame me."
Before Liao Changsheng could speak, Liu Jun opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood mist. The stream of light that originally hovered around Liu Jun's body sucked up the blood mist like a whale absorbing water. The stream of light revealed his body shape, which was no longer the same.
The broken knife looks like a slender body with smooth curves, and the blade is glowing with a faint red color.
It just paused slightly in the air and disappeared, leaving only a faint trace of light in people's eyes.
Liu Jun seemed to have lost all his strength and fell softly. His body fell into a soft embrace. His consciousness gradually sank into darkness. In a daze, he heard Liao Changsheng's roar.
"How brave he is to attack in front of me. I want to take him to the Red Lotus Sect and teach him a lesson."
The old man stared at Yan Qiong's body separated in stunned silence. His vitality had been completely wiped out. He looked again and seemed to have absorbed something. The color of the blade of the flying knife was brighter red. The flying knife swayed in without anyone controlling it.
On the chest of Liu Jun who was in a coma.
"Magic knife?"
The old man was a little unbelievable. He had only heard in those ancient legends that weapons could generate intelligence on their own. The flying knife in front of him was obviously made through the blood sacrifice technique of the magic sect.
He moved his fingers, but received more attention from Liao Changsheng. Under the suppression of Liao Changsheng's aura, the innate power in his body became even more sluggish, and finally he simply became motionless.
Liao Changsheng snorted coldly: "You may say that Yan Qiong was killed by Liu Jun, or that I killed him. If he wants to kill my apprentice, but also wants to escape unscathed, he is probably dreaming. You can go back."
Tell Crazy Yan that if he wants revenge, he can come to Xuzhou to find me."
Liao Changsheng looked at He Yunxi, with a much softer expression on his face: "Xueshan sect Ming and Fairy have some friendship with me. Leave Liu Jun to me, and I will take him to the Red Lotus Sect for healing."
He Yunxi hesitated for a moment, then let go of his hand.
With just a thought from Liao Changsheng, Liu Jun and the girl's bodies floated to his side. In the blink of an eye, the three of them reached an altitude of dozens of feet. In the blink of an eye, the three of them had disappeared.
He Yunxi originally wanted to follow him directly to the Red Lotus Sect, but as his thoughts flashed, his footsteps turned in the direction of Qingsong Mountain.
The old man with a stern face was still standing there blankly. Except for Yan Qiong, the three innates who followed Liu Jun had died at some point. Their bodies were scratched to pieces by him, but there were weird smiles on their faces.
Princess Gao Yang suddenly jumped up and looked at the direction Liao Changsheng was leaving with a melancholy expression on her face: "I want to go too."
But when he thought about his identity, his face fell suddenly, he stamped his feet, and his body turned into a rainbow light and disappeared into the sky.
The old man buried Yan Qiong's body and walked to the three miserable innates. He originally wanted to bury Yan Qiong's body, but he saw the child's head falling on the ground and spat on the murderer.
On the murderer's face, he waved his long sleeves, and a tornado rolled past, turning the three corpses into powder.
He took Yan Qiong's body with him and walked two or three miles away. Intermittent singing came from far away: "...the palaces and palaces have been destroyed, and the people are suffering, and they are dying, and the people are suffering..."
After a while, Pang Yuanhai sneaked over quietly with his men. Looking at the messy battlefield, he couldn't help but shudder and murmured to himself: "This kind of dragon crossing the river, no matter where it goes, will
It's going to turn the world upside down, I can't afford to provoke it, I can't afford to provoke it."
He turned around and greeted his younger brother: "Let's go, there's nothing to see here. Do you still expect to be able to master some peerless martial arts?"
But his subordinate was holding the compass in his hand and was shaking.
He walked over: "What's the matter?"
With cold sweat on his face, his subordinate showed him the compass: "The fate of Chufeng is gone."
"What?" Pang Yuanhai snatched the compass from his subordinates' hands and saw that the pointer on it kept spinning. His face suddenly turned pale. He found other compasses from his subordinates, all of which were in the same situation.
It's over.
Pang Yuanhai's mind went blank, and one of his subordinates tentatively said, "Could it be those people just now?"
Pang Yuanhai's mind flashed back to the tornado that had just covered the sky and the stream of light across the sky, and he sighed: "Just obey fate and investigate what is going on, and then report it to the clan."
He turned around and left, bent over, no longer the same as before.
This place is Luofengtan.
[Author's digression]: At this chapter, the plot of Qingsong Mountain is temporarily over, and the holes that need to be filled should be almost filled. In the next chapter, we will start telling the story of Liu Jun in the Red Lotus Sect.