Chapter 126 Just as her heart is quiet and blurred
The blue sky is vast and the foggy sun is cold.
Hunting in the cold wind on Danxia Peak!
There was silence, no one made a sound.
At this moment, everyone held their breath and stared blankly at the huge demon pill blooming on the Danxia Peak in Xiao Ruoqing's hand!
Mo Xingjian felt his heart tremble, swallowed hard, and just stared blankly at everything in front of him!
——I even forgot to pick it up.
Then he stretched out his hand tremblingly and took the monster pill as big as his head incredulously. Feeling the huge pure monster energy coming from it, he looked at Xiao Ruoqing and said with a trembling voice:
"This is really... really a Hedao demon pill."
"Did Elder Su get it?"
"..."
As Mo Xingjian finished speaking, the entire Danxia Peak began to boil in an instant.
Discussions, shock, and roars came and went:
"Ouch!"
"It's really the Hedao Demon Pill!!! Oh my God, does this mean that Elder Su really killed a Hedao Demon??"
"No need to ask, if it wasn't Elder Su who killed it, who else could have killed it? Could it be that Elder Su had picked it up?"
"This...could it be said that what Mo Youqian and the others said are true? Elder Su really fought the Hedao monster for ninety-nine and eighty-one rounds at the foot of Buhui Cliff?? Then he struck out with a sword
Kill the Great Demon of Hedao!"
"Doesn't that mean that Elder Su's strength is comparable to Hedao??"
"..."
After a brief shock, the voice gradually disappeared, and then everyone's eyes turned to the fourth elder who had not yet recovered from the shock.
All the Sword Sect disciples looked at Li Ziyu with strange expressions, watching as his face gradually turned from rosy to the color of pig liver.
I don’t know who among the crowd couldn’t hold back and let out a ‘puff’.
Although I quickly held it back, it was still extremely clear under the unusually quiet Danxia Peak!
This laughter was like a fuse, instantly igniting a group of Sword Sect disciples, and then they began to whisper:
"Didn't the Fourth Elder say that Elder Su must be absolutely impossible?"
"I don't know what grudge he has against Elder Su..."
"What else could there be? Just jealousy! Elder Su is handsome, has many admirers, is very popular in the Sword Sect, doesn't show off, and is gentle..."
Listening to the buzzing sound below, Li Ziyu felt his face burning with pain. His eyes were fixed on the demon pill, and he felt that he was full of anger and had nowhere to release it. He looked at the disciples of the Sword Sect below as if they were watching a joke.
Himself, roared:
"No...impossible!"
"What state is Su Bei in? How could he kill the Great Demon of Hedao?"
"This is absolutely false! Impossible!! How can there really be a Hedao Great Demon?"
This sentence came out of his mouth inadvertently, and the next moment Li Ziyu secretly thought that something was wrong!
I said the wrong thing, how could I say that? But there was still a hint of hope in my heart, hoping that the demon pill in Mo Xingjian's hand was indeed a fake!
Mo Xingjian was happily thinking about how to use the demon elixir from Su Bei to make a fortune elixir. When he heard Li Ziyu's words, his brows instantly wrinkled and he glanced at Li Ziyu in the sky.
He snorted coldly and said:
"Fourth Junior Brother, I know you don't like Fifth Junior Brother, but what do you mean by this?"
"Are you questioning my vision?"
"Whether it is the Hedao Demon Pill or not, can I be wrong about it?"
"..."
Li Ziyu was speechless for a moment, his hands had nowhere to rest, and he was sweating. Seeing that his prestige was about to plummet, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and said:
"What if...even if it's Hedao Demon Pill? It's not necessarily him who killed him..."
Suddenly there was another sound that broke through the air in the distance.
Then a short-haired woman wearing a pony bun with snow lotus sticks inserted at each end walked towards this side. She looked at Li Ziyu and then at the big-headed demon pill.
Just turned on a light bulb, tilted his head and said:
"Fourth Senior Brother, are you jealous of Fifth Senior Brother?"
"..."
As soon as this voice came out, the whole scene fell into embarrassment.
Li Ziyu's face instantly turned red. Looking at Shan Wique who rushed over after hearing the sound, he defended:
"Eighth Junior Sister...you, what are you talking nonsense about?"
"How could I be jealous of Su Bei? He...what can I be jealous of? He has been practicing for so many years and is a god..."
"..."
Mo Xingjian also looked at Shan Wique with a strange expression, curled his lips, and glanced at Li Ziyu again.
This eighth junior sister is too straightforward. Although anyone with an eye can see it at a glance, but to say it directly... is too much.
Shan Wuque saw that everyone was looking at him with strange eyes, and he was a little confused, but he still pointed his fingers and said word by word:
"It's obviously like this! The disciples of the Sword Sect have said before that in order to save them, the fifth senior brother went down to Buhui Cliff and killed the great Hedao demon. Now this demon pill is here. Isn't this very convincing?
Do you understand the question? Am I wrong?"
Shan Wique rubbed his little hands and blinked at Mo Youqian, who was a little confused in the crowd.
At this moment, Mo Youqian felt that his entire world view collapsed instantly. Looking at the huge demon pill, he slapped himself hard. After confirming that he was not dreaming, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at each other with Zhen Jian.
You can see the look of shock in each other's pupils.
What's wrong with this world?
I just made up a random lie...and it turned out to be true??
Li Ziyu was speechless and couldn't speak clearly. He looked at the people staring at him with incomprehensible eyes, just wanting to dig a hole in the ground and crawl in.
But my heart started to grit my teeth, Su Bei! It’s Su Bei again!
Why is everyone talking to Su Bei?
...
Xiao Ruoqing, who had been silent all this time, watched all this quietly, looking at Li Ziyu whose eyes were constantly changing, and squeezed her little hands tightly.
Somehow, an indescribable light grievance suddenly arose in my heart?
From the beginning to the end, they only cared about where the Hedao Demonic Pill came from, but no one asked how Uncle Ninth Master was injured? Was the Master seriously injured? Why didn't the Master send it over in person?
Although I don't like Master Ninth Uncle, she has been dominating Master these days, but I still feel a little sad for her.
Sure enough, only the gentleness of the Master encompassed the whole world for me.
Other people don't care about this, they only care about what they are interested in. Only Master will protect him with a pair of big hands behind him when he is questioned, and only Master will protect him in front of him.
Give yourself the best opportunity...
The funny thing is that I have always wanted to kill Master before!
Little did he know that the master in this life was already the best in his heart!
Then she raised her head, looked at Li Ziyu, looked at the discussing Jian Sect disciples, looked at Mo Xingjian who was still immersed in the joy of obtaining the Hedao Demon Pill, took a deep breath, and used her greatest strength to
The voice, the voice that could be heard by the entire Danxia Peak, said:
"Uncle Ninth Master is injured! Very serious injury!"
"Master is also injured! His life is hanging on by a thread at the cliff of Buhui! It's just a little, just a little short that the Sword Sect will no longer have Ninth Master Uncle and Master!"
"Master ordered me to bring the demon pill to the Third Elder to make elixirs for Uncle Ninth Master, but you only care about who killed the Great Demon of Hedao..."
"Does it matter who killed him?"
"Shouldn't the initial focus be on the injury of Uncle Ninth Master?"
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing's face was a little red, her body rose and fell gently, and she looked at the person in front of her.
Then he looked at Mo Xingjian, bowed gently, and said softly:
"Third Elder, please!"
He turned around and ran towards the bottom of Danxia Peak...
Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at Xiao Ruoqing's retreating figure.
Shan Wukue's mouth opened, and his expression instantly became anxious. She just came here, and she didn't know that her sister was injured, and her figure disappeared in an instant...
I can vaguely hear your vague comments floating behind me:
"The fifth elder and the ninth elder are injured?"
"That's the Great Demon of Hedao!"
"The fifth elder must have fought very hard..."
"..."
...
Bujian Peak, on the Thatched Cottage.
The bamboo forest is quiet, and scattered sunlight falls on the paths in the forest.
Su Bei gently placed Shan Wulan on his straw bed, thought for a moment and took out a pillow from the storage ring to prop her head up.
Just looking at the cold figure lying on the bed, I couldn't help but think that she was so arrogant in my eyes before, with eyes full of frost and snow, looking down on everything.
This trip to Mo City has invisibly pushed the relationship between the two to an ambiguous point. This woman who looked aloof and cold in his eyes, at some point, gave him a feeling of a somewhat soft and quiet temperament.
It's just that the face that was already slightly pale became even thinner.
Seeing Su Bei looking at him tenderly, Shan Wulan's ears rose with a hint of red, and he said lightly:
"What are you looking at?"
In fact, I was already extremely happy in my heart. This injury actually brought my senior brother and myself so much closer...
Su Bei smiled, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, input a stream of spiritual energy, and checked the condition of her body.
The meridians are mixed with lingering evil spirits. If I told Na Nanji to let it recover naturally, it would probably take too long.
With this evil spirit corroding, not only the cultivation level cannot be improved, but also the meridians will be damaged in the long run.
If Mo Xingjian could refine a first-grade Qi and Blood Restore Pill, he might be able to temporarily suppress the weakness in her body.
Shan Wulan turned his head away and did not look at Su Bei, but did not take his wrist out of his hand. His face was as calm as if nothing happened.
Su Bei looked at Shan Wulan, looking through the bamboo bed at the deep bamboo forest not far away. It seemed that just like her heart, it was quiet and blurred, making people unable to figure it out.
"Has Junior Sister always had such a cold temperament?"
"..."
A gust of wind blew by, and snowflakes mixed with plum blossom petals fell into the bamboo window. Dan Wulan lay quietly on the bed, and a rain of flowers fell, which was incredibly beautiful.
Shan Wulan didn't reply, seeming to be considering what to say.
But Su Bei could clearly feel that although her face was still calm and cold, her pulse was gradually becoming chaotic.
Then Shan Wulan gently turned his head, looked into Su Bei's eyes, and opened his mouth gently to plan what to say.
At this moment, I heard a rush of wind, mixed with a woman's panic:
"Sister, how are you?"
"..."
Shan Wulan: "mmp."
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