Chapter 45: The White Feather Breaks the Wind and Draws the Bow Darkly
The stars hang over the plains, the evening mist is vast, and the summer breeze from the south of the Yangtze River is blowing, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers and the moist rain.
In the darkness of the night, torches lit up in front of the seven-story pavilion. The man straddling the horse in front had a scimitar at his waist, as if he was waiting to devour that person's flesh and blood.
"Everyone must keep their mouths shut. Do not let outsiders know about the emptiness in the cabinet. Shao Bi, you are always cautious and alert. If there is any trouble, you can adapt to the situation according to the situation. We will definitely be back in less than ten days."
Shao Bi nodded heavily.
According to his seniority, it is not his turn to support the affairs of the pavilion. However, the pavilion master and the master of the Zixiu Hall are far away on the way between the Central Plains and North Saibei. The master of the Hongxian Hall secretly ran to Kunyu Mountain. In order to rescue him in time, he now even has the deputy hall master. The host, Shen Yuqing, and several hosts also had to rush there overnight, while the deputy host, Hua Yu, had to go north to pick up the seriously ill Zixiu on his way back.
The huge Poyue Pavilion is now only guarded by a few hosts and the master of Tianshi Hall who is obsessed with books and is not familiar with martial arts. If an external enemy attacks, they will be caught off guard and difficult to resist.
As the deputy hall master, Hua Yu's farewell was much simpler than Shen Yuqing's. Without saying a word, she galloped straight to the north before anyone could say "be careful."
"It's true that I'm so infatuated that I can't even spare the time to say a word." Shen Yuqing smiled bitterly. He was also anxious, but not as willing as Hua Yu to waste it at the snap of his fingers. Maybe this is the difference caused by the difference in love. End of explanation After everything was done and he was about to whip up his whip, suddenly a pretty figure in a smart outfit jumped up on the horse and hugged his waist tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.
"Lian Shi, go down." He frowned slightly and shouted coldly, but the noble royal princess behind him hugged her even tighter.
"I want to go too, you take me."
Princess Anping, who had to wait for Wei Moyan's return in Poyue Pavilion, stayed for a long time. She became more and more familiar with Shen Yuqing, the deputy head of Tianshi Hall who had been acting on behalf of the pavilion master. In the past few days, there had been even more quarrels. It seemed that he wanted to Rushing to the land of Qilu to save people, I will follow you no matter what.
Shen Yuqing had no time to fight with her. He turned his arms and impatiently lifted the person off the horse. Before Lian Shi could recover, the person and the horse were already dozens of meters away.
"Shen Yuqing!" Princess Anping, who was used to being domineering, stamped her feet fiercely and bit her lips tightly with a worried look on her face. Her roaring voice suddenly became quieter and turned into an almost inaudible murmur, "You have to be careful..."
Compared with the mysterious pavilion master who was too far away to reach, the calm man who had been with her for many days seemed to occupy more place in her heart. As soon as he left, Lian Shi's heart felt empty and empty. She turned around and faced the other side. A woman who was about to be taken off on horseback said angrily: "Yun Yirong, it's all your fault. I never thought you were such a person! If he hurts a hair on his body, I promise to kill you!"
Since life is worse than death, why should he be afraid of his head falling to the ground? Yun Yirong sneered and said nothing.
On horseback, Shaocheng held up his hands and said: "Time is running out and there is no time to say more. We have to go after Hall Master Shen. Everything in the cabinet depends on you."
Qiao Feixue and Shao Bi both took deep breaths and cupped their fists to send each other off.
The troops were divided into five groups, and the messy horse hooves trampled the ostentatious scenery to pieces. No one knew what kind of future awaited everyone ahead.
In the Kunyu Mountains where many people are trying their best to reach, half way up a certain peak there is blood and murderous intent pouring out.
Although the huge illusion can trap Xia Qingluan for a long time, using the illusion requires a lot of physical and mental energy. After all, Linghe is not a ghost or a demon. He simply cannot sustain such a time-consuming and laborious illusion for too long. Thinking of killing Hongxian in one night. Most of his physical strength has been exhausted, and he has the idea of improving in martial arts.
Although she knew that Wei Moyan had taught her about the secrets inside and outside the Wei family, and that the speed and accuracy with which the three thousand Lengxian killed the enemy during the alliance leader ceremony was frightening, Linghe believed that Hongxian was now anxious, messy, and covered in trauma.
, it is not difficult to defeat her.
The bamboo fan suddenly shot out, and his movements were as fast as a butterfly. Compared with Xia Qingluan's fierceness and wide opening and closing, Linghe, whose appearance and voice were hard to distinguish between male and female, looked more like a female stream. Lijiao is good at evil arts and poison, but he is not
This does not mean that everyone in the sect is negligent in martial arts. Linghe is one of the strongest in the Li sect in terms of magic, illusion, and Gu. His strength is by no means inferior to the leaders of various martial arts sects.
A master's attack often determines life or death in an instant. The more critical the moment, the more calm and cautious the woman in white becomes. She waves the thin string in her hand so that it is impervious to wind and rain. The bamboo fan that attacks her several times is quickly defused, but Linghe suddenly
Using martial arts to force each other, and sometimes some illusions mixed in, the two were in a stalemate for a while.
Xia Qingluan understood that it was not good for her to continue to be entangled like this. Firstly, she had to rush to the top of the mountain to get the herbs. Secondly, even if this place was not the territory of the Apostles, there would be many enemies ambushing her. She was worried that those attackers whose reality was difficult to distinguish would appear again.
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If you want to win, you can only give up the idea of escape.
The crimson demonic light suddenly burst out, and it turned all its power into an offensive and attacked the green figure without any hesitation. Linghe also knew that there was no way he could withstand this attack, and in desperation, he once again concentrated on using magic to disturb Xia Qing.
Luan's mind used illusions to block his attack, but he didn't expect the opponent to suddenly close his eyes and lock the target with the afterimage. The cold red strings in the sky surged forward without any influence.
Having become accustomed to Xia Qingluan's fierce attacks in this fight, Linghe actually forgot that she was Yue Lao's disciple and was best at Qimen formations. How to create a blind spot for her sight couldn't be easier for her.
As soon as he stepped on it, the white figure in front of him suddenly disappeared. Just when he was wondering, a strange red light lit up above his head. Linghe instantly broke out in a cold sweat - the string net that unfolded from top to bottom was leak-proof and completely wrapped him up in the attack.
Within the range, where the bamboo fan in his hand passed, the opponent didn't even consider dodging, and allowed his skin to tear and blood droplets to fly. It was clear that he was going to die, and that he would be seriously injured or even killed at the cost of minor injuries.
Next, all he had to do was tighten the red string to end the battle. Xia Qingluan concentrated on her wrist, preparing to give the enemy the final blow.
The sound of piercing the air came from afar, and her vest went cold the moment before she applied the force, and a white-feathered arrow shot out of her chest with blood.
"You're finally here, do you want to consume me until I die!" His face changed several times, and Linghe, who had just crawled back from the gate of hell, also had a trembling voice, and he scolded the figure who suddenly appeared behind him.
The ivory long bow was once again drawn to its full string, and the sharp arrow was aimed at the white gauze dress stained red by blood, coldly and ruthlessly.
"Go up the mountain alone and seek your own death. Hongxian, do you really think you are so strong, or are you not even afraid of death?" The middle-aged man who once stood aloof as an immortal stroking his short beard, his eyes no longer looked decent.
The air of arrogance is rather gloomy and cool.
I have never considered the black hand behind it.
The arrow that pierced her chest didn't hurt her vitals, but it was enough to slowly exhaust her to death. Time really couldn't be delayed any longer.
Xia Qingluan clenched the red string tightly and broke the arrow shaft protruding from the front chest with force. She hit her chest with a palm and forced the broken arrow out of the back body. In an instant, blood flowed like a torrent, staining the heavy yarn.
And the eyes became colder, and the hatred from the past was finally picked up again.
"Xi Yingfeng, there are 203 lives in Shuangtian Village, you can't hide from this hatred!"
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