Chapter 601: Shame on boys and girls, the bloody Qingyun Sect
Hearing the words of the national teacher Lan Lingji, Mo Wanyun suddenly drew his sword. The White Emperor's sword passed through the petals and peach blossoms and fell on the middle of Lan Lingji's eyebrows. There was endless murderous intent in her eyes, and her whole aura also changed.
It was extremely cold: "You are still a national teacher. The fortune of a country is controlled by you. If you say such words, there is no established destiny in this world!"
"Is that?" Lan Lingji faced Mo Wanyun's sharp sword, and a joke appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Since you don't believe in fate, why should you draw the sword to face each other? It means that your heart is not as firm as you show. I only
If you want that piece of jade, if I cultivate the Nine-Tail Dharma Body with jade, I might be able to help you. In this way, will you refuse?"
Mo Wanyun smiled coldly: "I wandered with my mother in the wilderness back then, thanks to you. The cold winds made me no longer easily believe in people. Should you leave by yourself, or should I send you away?"
"Then why do you believe in a son of God's abandonment? You insist on getting into the fire pit when even the heavens punish you?"
"That's my business. You were slapped twice, but you still couldn't figure it out."
Mo Wanyun made a gesture with his left hand, and the tip of the sword suddenly became brighter and instantly penetrated into Lan Lingji's eyebrows.
The sound of glass shattering came from around him, and it was just a shadow of Lan Lingji's clone.
"Hehe... Hehe... Hehehe... Hehe is so outstanding in your eyes, so you have to cherish it." Lan Lingji's voice came quietly.
The surrounding peach blossom barrier disappeared.
Mo Wanyun fell in the yard. She looked at the wooden barrel, but saw that Gu Yusheng was no longer in the wooden barrel.
"The rest of your life?"
Gu Yusheng's heart couldn't help but tighten. Could it be that he was trapped in the plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
"Wanyun, I'm here."
Gu Yusheng waved to Mo Wanyun through the small window.
Mo Wanyun's extremely nervous heart suddenly relaxed. When he realized that he had rushed into the wooden house and wanted to grab Gu Yusheng's hand, but he felt that his waist and legs were tightened and he was copied by both hands.
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Instantly.
Mo Wanyun's face was flushed and her heartbeat was faster.
Her lips moved, but she didn't say anything, and just buried her head on Gu Yusheng's shoulder.
After counting breaths.
Mo Wanyun lay on the wooden bed in the new shop, looking at Gu Yusheng with a pair of eyes panic.
At this time, Gu Yusheng stretched out a finger and gently scraped Mo Wanyun's Qiong's nose.
"Wanyun, I recently read the book of the saint. I am full of spirit and my energy is concentrated and my spirit is not sleepy at all. Instead, you have a hidden worries between your eyebrows and are tired. You should have a good rest."
Gu Yusheng took off Mo Wanyun's light shoes, thoughtfully covered her with a quilt, and patted her twice.
Mo Wanyun was quite moved at first, but suddenly rolled her eyes at Gu Yusheng, and shyly raised the quilt with her hands and covered her face tightly. She felt her heart beating violently and she was about to breathe.
"lecher."
Mo Wanyun muttered, secretly lifted a corner of the quilt, and found that Gu Yusheng had quietly walked out of the room. Through the window, Mo Wanyun saw Gu Yusheng tiptoe out, and her hands were squeezing her ten fingers. She clenched the quilt again
He covered his face and seemed to suddenly remember something. He lifted the quilt and moved his eyes down to the place where Gu Yusheng just took a photo.
Her mouth muttered, revealing her shy dimples.
After a while, she giggled again.
A person is secretly excited and satisfied in the quilt.
However, she was indeed a little sleepy when she fought with the national teacher Lan Lingji for the sake of obtaining Tianhun Xuanyu. She lay in the bed and quilt that Gu Yusheng had smoked with Ai and fell asleep.
Only by Gu Yusheng's side can she fall asleep peacefully.
Gu Yusheng passed through the colorful peach blossom forest, and his hands hidden in his sleeves were twisting secretly. His bold move just now made him qi and blood surge. At the age of strong blood, although he had a determination for love, but between the two
But they were confused when they got along, and the small movements like the ones they had just made Gu Yusheng secretly happy.
"Look at how you look like you've eaten bee shit. Are there any happy events?"
Don’t lean on the railing under the tree in the martial arts field, holding the reed poles from last year in your mouth, which is quite free and freehand.
"No...no."
Gu Yusheng also walked to the grass tree and sat down, leaning against Mo Ping's railing.
Don’t just sit on the railing and don’t talk, just throw the reed pole in your mouth forward.
Gu Yusheng looked along the way. The direction guided by the mast was the demon-suppressing monument. At this time, there were about a hundred people standing in front of the demon-suppressing monument, all wearing green cloud suits, burning incense in front of the monument, Xiao Muqing tied green cloth with her sleeves, and a face
Sadly, there were several claw marks on her clothes, and two blood marks on her face, and blood still bleeds.
Beside her, Zhu Qing stood straight, one of his hands swaying in the wind, and blood flowed down his arms.
The Qingyun Sect disciples behind them were even more embarrassed than the other, but they were in good spirits and seemed to have been transformed overnight.
Gu Yusheng pretended to have an inadvertent glance, and his toes quietly pressed a slight crack on the bluestone slab on the ground.
"There are more than 200 living people over there, and they are newly promoted disciples. Last night, they were protected in the place where the head of Qingyun Sect practiced." Mo Ping turned his face sideways, looked at Gu Yusheng, and said meaningfully: "This is how
Qingyun Sect should not be destroyed. It will always exist and be reborn from the fire."
Gu Yusheng remained silent.
Don't hand in the railing a piece of incense.
"Go and worship?"
Gu Yusheng looked sideways and didn't lean on the railing.
Mo Pingshan asked for something boring, and stood up and said, "I'll go find Su Shouzhuo. He was also a little injured last night. By the way, the Emperor of the Xuanlong Dynasty will hold a banquet outside the mountain tonight. Don't be late."
Gu Yusheng leaned under the big tree and watched the Qingyun Sect practitioners who survived the demon attack last night left one by one.
Wait until there is no one around.
Gu Yusheng walked to the monument, looked up at the monument, and then looked at the blood all over the ground.
final.
He still inserted that incense into the demon-suppressing monument.
Gu Yusheng stood there for a long time.
When the afterglow of the sunset shines on the demon-suppressing monument, more light shines on Gu Yusheng's face.
Gu Yusheng turned around, and the light shone on his tall back, and his elongated figure followed Gu Yusheng toward the mountain.
"Thank you, junior brother."
Xiao Muqing stood under the tree in the martial arts field, bowing to Gu Yusheng from afar, with tears in his eyes.
Gu Yusheng's body paused slightly and disappeared on the Qingyun Ladder.
Outside the mountain.
The three thousand imperial guards of the Xuanlong Dynasty were lined up, and the camp built overnight was comparable to an imperial palace.
Three thousand sword cultivators in Baiyujing, thousands of high-ranking monks in Dabra, Penglai Immortal Road, the envoy of the Haoqi Alliance, and the elders of the Demon Slaying Alliance walked on the broad road paved with the demon carpet, and the brazier raised high, and the demon oil was burning.
The last ray of sunset sank.
The lights of the Xuanlong Dynasty seem to illuminate Qingping Mountain.
Thousands of practitioners gathered together.
Only Han Wen, who led the army into Qingyun Gate last night, did not lean on the railings, Su Shouzhuo, and Qu Lianghong were rejected by the guards.
Stalemate.
Gu Yusheng's figure came step by step.
"Mr. Fifteen!"
Han Wen bowed to Gu Yusheng, his face a little embarrassed.
"We've come here, so we've got some fun here, so of course we have to get together."
Gu Yusheng smiled indifferently, patted Han Wen on the shoulder, and walked in front.
The status and cultivation of the armored soldiers and ritual officials who welcome guests are not ordinary.
Seeing Gu Yusheng coming, the ceremonial official wearing a scintillating official uniform smiled, but reached out to stop Gu Yusheng.
"Is there any invitation from Your Majesty?"
"Can you see this?"
Gu Yusheng spread his hands and two mysterious dragon jades in his palm.
The ritual officers and soldiers looked at the two mysterious dragon jades, and their faces were shocked. These two dragon jades were tokens of the second prince and the ninth prince. They knew Gu Yusheng's identity, but they didn't expect that Gu
Yu Sheng actually did not leave any affection for the Xuanlong Dynasty in such an occasion!
The soldier wants to draw his weapon.
But the ritual officer quickly stopped him with his eyes.
"It turns out to be Mr. Fifteen. You are the distinguished guest invited by His Majesty. Please come in there!"