Just when Hua Shu was worrying about the Xingyun soldiers, Hua Yan, who was standing beside her, suddenly changed her expression and immediately looked in a certain direction.
"Sister! Someone is coming! And there are quite a few of them!"
Hua Shu was stunned when she heard this and turned to look at Song Yunchen.
"Mr. Song, are you a disciple from your Sword Sect who came to support you?"
Song Yunchen, who was adjusting his breath with his eyes closed, opened his eyes when he heard this, looked in that direction, and frowned.
"It's not the breath of my Sword Sect disciple..."
"This... could it be Xiao Wanshan's subordinate?"
Several people were still guessing, but the group of people Hua Yan was talking about had already appeared in their field of vision.
However, after seeing the appearance of those people clearly, their eyes widened.
I saw that group of people wearing strange clothes that were different from the northern style. Almost everyone was followed by a monster beast, which looked extremely powerful!
"This is……"
Hua Shu looked at them, and four words instantly appeared in her mind.
"Spiritual Language Holy Religion?"
Song Yunchen on the side was a little confused, "Lingyu Holy Cult? They are the rumored Lingyu Holy Cult? That force that specializes in assassinating the top leaders of Lingwu Valley?"
"Um……"
Hua Shu nodded slightly, put a strand of green hair on her temples behind her ears, looked at the group of people rushing towards her and said.
"Because of my business relationship, the little girl has heard many rumors, including descriptions of the Holy Sect of Lingyu. It is said that the Holy Sect of Lingyu comes from Mizhou, Nanzhao, and everyone among them has a magical ability.
.
That is, they can communicate with various monsters. With this ability, they can let the monsters assist them in fighting. Looking at their clothes, they are somewhat similar to those in Nanzhao Mizhou. Plus, they have monsters as companions.
It should undoubtedly be the Holy Sect of Spiritual Language..."
"I see……"
Song Yunchen nodded thoughtfully, but his brows wrinkled again.
"I heard that the Holy Sect of Spiritual Language has always been mysterious and no one knows where they are hiding. But why did they suddenly come to our Sword Sect today? Could it be that they are also people invited by Xiao Wanshan?"
"This... little girl doesn't know..."
Just in case, Song Yunchen ordered his disciples to set up a defensive formation.
Under their gaze, the people from the Lingyu Holy Sect slowly stopped dozens of feet away from them.
"I, the great elder of the Lingyu Holy Sect, Tu Wu, may I ask, are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"
Seeing that the other party didn't seem to have any ill intentions, Song Yunchen walked forward, cupped his hands and said.
"I'm from the Litian Sword Sect, Song Yunchen, a disciple of Que Yufeng. I don't know how many of you from the Holy Sect came to our Sword Sect today. What do you think they are doing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard another gentle female voice from the other side.
"Mr. Song, I wonder if Prince Wang Tiezhu of your sect is still in the sect?"
"Um?"
Song Yunchen was stunned when he heard this, "Are you looking for your junior brother?"
Thinking of this, his expression suddenly became strange, and he secretly glanced at Hua Yan beside him.
"The other party is a woman, and she should be a beauty from the sound of her voice. She came to see my junior brother. Is this another debt of love to my junior brother? But now that this pretty girl is here, what should I say...
"
Just as he was hesitating, not knowing what to do, he saw Hua Yan stepping forward with her chest raised and returning with a cold voice.
"Who are you? Why are you looking for Wang Tiezhu?"
The woman over there smiled softly.
"Giggle...Why is this sister so cold-blooded? I am Mo Xiqing, a saint from the Holy Sect of Spiritual Language. Prince Wang has helped us a lot before.
We just happened to pass by the Litian Sword Sect today, so we wanted to come in and pay a visit, but... from what my sister said, Mr. Wang is in this Sword Sect now?"
Hearing the sound, Hua Yan's eyebrows knitted together, "Who is your sister? Why do you talk nonsense when you open your mouth?"
Seeing that sparks seemed to be about to fly between the two, Song Yunchen quickly stepped forward.
"Ahem! Well, Miss Mo, right? My little junior brother is indeed in the Sword Sect, but he is not here now, and our Sword Sect has some things to deal with today, and it will not be easy to entertain you for a while. If you don't mind,
If so, why not come back tomorrow?"
He originally thought that the other party should leave wisely after hearing what he said, but he didn't expect that the saint girl actually spoke.
"Oh? But we are in trouble? In this case, we can't leave even more. The prince is kind to us. His sect is in trouble today, how can we just sit back and watch?"
After saying that, he came over with a group of people from the Lingyu Holy Sect.
Song Yunchen sighed helplessly when he saw this, and said to himself: "It's over, little junior brother, this is all I can do, senior brother, you can ask for your own blessings..."
At this moment, he was very lucky that Liu Weizhi, Ye Huanxi, Si Qing and the girls were not here, otherwise the biggest disaster for the Sword Sect today might not have been the Nine Ancient Sword Sect and Xiao Wanshan...
Hua Yan looked at Mo Xiqing walking over, snorted coldly, and said.
"What? Why do you have to cover your face when you are visiting someone else? Could it be that you have done something shameful?"
Before Mo Xiqing could say anything, Atu beside her yelled angrily: "You bitch! Why are you so rude!"
"Atu, don't be rude."
Mo Xiqing's soft voice sounded.
Although Ah Tu had a look of displeasure upon hearing this, she also closed her mouth and said no more.
"Yan'er, don't lose your etiquette. After all, this is Tie Zhu's friend."
Hua Shu also walked up at this time and smiled at Mo Xiqing.
"Miss Mo, my roommate is young and outspoken. She always said dirty things and offended the girl. My name is Hua Shu, and I will apologize to the girl on her behalf..."
Mo Xiqing shook her head and said: "It doesn't matter, I also forgot to take off my bamboo hat for a moment, I don't blame sister Yan'er..."
As she spoke, she reached out and took off her bamboo hat, revealing her peerless face.
When Song Yunchen saw it, his face showed a natural expression, while Huayan's face became more frosty, and Hua Shu smiled and praised.
"Miss Mo is so handsome. Legend has it that the list of Wentian Pavilion Celestial Women includes all the most extraordinary women under the age of sixty in the world, but the girl's name is not included. It's really a pity..."
Mo Xiqing shook her head slightly and said with a smile: "It's just a false name. It will only add trouble to the disciples. It's good to be unknown on the list. It makes you feel pure and comfortable..."
Hua Yan snorted when she heard the words and turned her back to herself.
Song Yunchen was trembling at the side, begging Wang Tiezhu to come back quickly. He didn't want to stay in this situation for a moment!
…
Wang Tiezhu, who was driving his sword towards this side, suddenly felt something in his heart.
"Strange, why am I suddenly flustered? Is there something wrong with Xiao Wanshan?"
Zhang Tingruo heard this and said quickly: "In that case, let's rush there quickly!"
"Um!"
Wang Tiezhu nodded, accelerated his escape speed, and rushed forward!